On Our Wedding Night, I Discovered the Crown Prince’s Hidden Illness
Chapter 432: The Unpredictability of Human Hearts

Chapter 432: Chapter 432: The Unpredictability of Human Hearts

Leng Yu Yan could not discern whether Ye Yiheng’s words were genuine or just for show.

Observing his proud and detached demeanor, it seemed his purpose was similar to hers.

After all, she had just said that he only liked her in this current world, and his adding to her words in such a way was quite reasonable.

At this moment, the Princess Consort chuckled, "Princess Beilan, you certainly think highly of yourself. The Crown Prince is the heir to the throne; surely the women by his side in the future will not be limited to just the Princess."

Seeing that the Emperor had no intention of speaking up for Leng Yu Yan, the Princess Consort raised her voice, "I believe the Princess should restrain herself. Showing such jealousy even before marriage—if she marries into the Eastern Palace, will the Crown Prince have to act according to the Princess’s face from then on?"

Ye Yiheng put a hand on Song Guo’s arm and slowly walked towards Leng Yu Yan, "The marriage between the Princess and myself does not need the Princess Consort’s concern."

"I indeed have said that in all the world, I only fancy her, and also that only she can be the Crown Princess Consort," Ye Yiheng said unhurriedly, "Even if Hu Sisi had not died, she wouldn’t qualify to be a palace maid in the Eastern Palace."

The Princess Consort did not expect that, even with Sisi gone, the Crown Prince would still be so heartless.

Leng Yu Yan bowed respectfully to Ye Yiheng, "With Your Highness’s words, I am reassured."

Her voice was melodious, but to Ye Yiheng, it sounded exceptionally distant and indifferent.

"Let’s return to the matter of the nanny passing messages," Leng Yu Yan glanced at Xiaoshan.

Xiaoshan understood and re-set the nanny’s jaw bone.

The nanny did not dare to speak and simply knelt on the ground, continually kowtowing.

Leng Yu Yan looked around and asked loudly, "Emperor, Your Highnesses, I truly do not understand—what rank does the Princess Consort’s niece hold that being dead, she still has the face to make the nation’s Crown Prince repent in front of her memorial tablet?"

Suddenly, a weird silence hung in the hall.

Ye Jiu smiled, "Hu Sisi holds no rank and had no place, I remember the Princess Consort once pleaded with the Father Emperor to grant Hu Sisi the title of county princess, but the Father Emperor did not agree."

Leng Yu Yan lightly smiled, "So, the Princess Consort does not take the Crown Prince seriously, thinking he is blind and frail, easier to manipulate?"

"The Princess Consort’s maternal family is in Yaoshou, and Yaoshou is famous for two things in Tiancheng—one is the swords, and the other is ghost marriage."

"The Princess Consort repeatedly says that Hu Sisi adored the Crown Prince, and she also wanted the Crown Prince to repent in front of Hu Sisi’s memorial tablet, all of which seems quite sinister to me," Leng Yu Yan said bluntly.

Although not explicitly stated, it was almost the same as being explicit.

Upon these words, there was an uproar.

The Emperor’s expression darkened, "Is the Princess Consort truly harboring such thoughts?"

"Your Majesty, how would I dare to have such intentions?" The Princess Consort’s face looked extremely ugly as she slapped the table and loudly chided, "Princess Beilan, you truly have some nerve!"

"I am not audacious; on the contrary, I am very timid. Before long, I and the Crown Prince will have our grand wedding, and doesn’t everyone just wish to see me become a widow? If there is anyone who wishes harm upon His Highness, I must certainly be on guard." As she spoke, Leng Yu Yan pointed to the kneeling nanny, "If Your Majesty does not believe in the Princess Consort’s intentions, you might as well ask the nanny."

If the nanny were to commit suicide in the hall, that would undoubtedly verify the Princess Consort’s intentions and guilt.

At that moment, the nanny’s body shook like a sieve. Not speaking would benefit neither the Princess Consort nor herself; thus, she kowtowed and said tremblingly, "Your Majesty, it was all my own doing. Thinking of Miss Sisi’s adoration for the Crown Prince and with Miss Sisi’s death anniversary approaching, I boldly went to the Princess to request help in persuading the Crown Prince."

"You wretched servant, how dare you!" The Emperor spoke coldly, turning to the Princess Consort beside him, "The Princess Consort has been in the palace for many years, and knows best how to manage servants."

"Yes, I will take her back and properly hold her accountable," the Princess Consort stood up, her sharp eyes fixing on the nanny, "Now follow me back immediately!"

Seeing this, Leng Yu Yan coldly sneered in her heart; today’s matter might seem trivial, but she had to deal with it face-to-face, to prevent the Princess Consort from harboring any delusions of manipulating her in the future.

Though the Emperor did not punish anyone, from this incident, Leng Yu Yan concluded that not only did the Princess Consort want to harm Ye Yiheng’s life, but so did the Emperor.

The hearts of the Tiancheng Family are inscrutable, the court perilous!

Since the Emperor no longer inquired further, Leng Yu Yan saw no need to remain and bowed to the Emperor, "I shall take my leave."

"I take my leave."

Li Yuyue also clasped his hands in salute, unaware of the preceding events and thus hesitant to interject.

But he had clearly seen the faces of those present. Were he to stay longer, his fiery temper surely would not hold, and that would not bode well for his sister or himself. It would be wise to leave with his sister now.

The siblings left shoulder to shoulder.

A ruthless glint passed through the Emperor’s murky eyes—how could he be unaware of the Princess Consort’s thoughts?

The Princess Consort had a son who had died aiding him in his fight for primogeniture; thus, he had allowed her to remain in the palace for her remaining years.

Hu Sisi was brought from her maternal home and raised under her knee, only to die over a plate of cakes.

The Princess Consort blamed the Crown Prince for Hu Sisi’s death. Should he really go before Hu Sisi’s memorial tablet, not only would the Crown Prince’s reputation be affected temporarily, but what other traps might the Princess Consort set?

Just as Leng Yu Yan described, the people of Yaoshou have a custom of arranging posthumous marriages for the unmarried deceased. Hu Sisi died unmarried, and the Princess Consort’s intentions were clear.

But why did he not intervene? Not only because Leng Yu Yan was exceedingly clever, but more crucially, because he had ordered the poison in that plate of cakes all those years ago.

If today’s events were deeply investigated, his earlier intentions might be exposed.

Now he wanted to kill the Crown Prince, but occasionally he thought of not doing so.

He wavered back and forth but had kept the Crown Prince alive until today.

As the Father Emperor, he knew very well that the poison in Ye Yiheng, the Crown Prince, came not only from himself but also from others.

Perhaps it was the Crown Prince’s tough fate; though he had been poisoned quite a bit, he still lived to this day.

The Emperor slightly raised his brows, casting a complex look at Ye Yiheng. This legitimate prince had saved him during a palace coup, allowing him to reclaim the throne and control Tiancheng Mountain.

Perhaps he had been wrong from the beginning.

Enough. The Crown Prince’s body was already weak; let him live out his remaining days comfortably.

With this thought, the Emperor said to Ye Yiheng, "Ah Heng, do not take to heart what the Princess Consort said. And try to console Yanyan in Beilan."

His tone was that of a doting father, his eyes rich with an undissolvable depth of paternal affection.

The other princes and princesses saw this and said, "Father Emperor really cares the most for the Crown Prince."

"Yes, Father Emperor."

Ye Yiheng pretended to be fearful and reverent as he clasped his hands, and in the moment he slightly bowed his head, a cold glint swept across his phoenix eyes under the eye veil—the old Emperor’s shift in gaze did not escape him.

People say the Tian Family is cold-hearted, yet the world doesn’t know their caring words are often daggers aimed at the heart.

"Father Emperor, your son will take his leave first to console Yanyan," Ye Yiheng said calmly, "Please enjoy a few more drinks with everyone; I must excuse myself."

The Emperor nodded, "Go, and do not disappoint her."

After all, not many would agree to their daughter being married only to become a widow straight away.