On Our Wedding Night, I Discovered the Crown Prince’s Hidden Illness
Chapter 439: Just Making Do

Chapter 439: Chapter 439: Just Making Do

Ye Yiheng raised his hand to interrupt Li Yuyue’s words, "What misunderstanding has this Princely Heir committed?"

Immediately after, he said, "Ah Ju is already of a certain age, for another woman of her years, her children would already be buying soy sauce. Our big nephew is even older. Seeing you two like this, I am not the least bit surprised."

To which Ye Jiu, astonished and frowning retorted, "Sixth Brother, is this really the appropriate way for you to talk about your sister? After all, I am a year younger than you."

"A woman is ready to marry as soon as she turns fifteen, and that is what I am referring to." He stood up, "I’ve finished my meal. You two take your time. I shall take my leave."

He had to clear the space, these two older bachelors, being together, indeed matched each other quite well.

Thinking so, Ye Yiheng chuckled and shook his head, then very tactfully left the dining hall.

Better to go see Yanyan, he thought.

Ye Jiu laughed and moved to sit next to Li Yuyue, unceremoniously taking a bowl and chopsticks to eat breakfast.

"Princely Heir, you see my Sixth Brother also agrees with us being together."

Li Yuyue snorted, "He couldn’t wish for it more!"

As soon as Ye Jiu stuffed a crystal shrimp dumpling into her mouth, upon hearing his reply, she hastily puffed her cheeks and asked, "Why?"

Seeing her expression, Li Yuyue couldn’t help but chuckle, "Eat first, then I’ll tell you."

Ye Jiu chewed haphazardly a few times, swallowed the dumpling completely, and then said, "Go on."

Li Yuyue replied coolly, "He can’t wait to marry off his older sister."

To marry her off to them, to solidify the relationship between Ye Yiheng and the Leng Family.

"Oh you, Li Yuyue, you’re also one to despise me for being old," Ye Jiu fumed. "If I had fancied you that year, we might already have had two children by now!"

Upon hearing this, Li Yuyue’s hand gripping the chopsticks froze: "Two in three years?"

Ye Jiu ladled a bowl of minced pork porridge, blowing on it before drinking, "Of course, you didn’t think very little of yourself, did you, assuming you couldn’t produce children?"

Li Yuyue scoffed coldly, "I fear you can’t bear them."

Ye Jiu put down her spoon with a clank and said earnestly, "Let’s try it tonight, and see who is the scared puppy!"

Li Yuyue hadn’t expected her to be serious and slowly put down his chopsticks, "I was just joking before."

How could such matters be taken lightly?

If he were to have children with someone, regardless of whether the other party was the woman he liked, at the very least he had to marry her properly and bring her home. Only then was it right to perform the duties of a husband and wife, to beget and raise children.

But Ye Jiu was really angry now, picking up her spoon and ferociously scooping the porridge.

Even though the porridge was still somewhat hot, she drank it gulp after gulp, yet it did nothing to quell her frustration.

As she drank, her tears broke through like a dam, falling pitter-patter into the bowl of porridge.

Seeing this, Li Yuyue felt somewhat at a loss and patted her shoulder.

Ye Jiu cried even louder, "I, at least, am a princess, and have never been so humbled before anyone. If I didn’t fancy you, would I still have no husband at nineteen?"

Li Yuyue sighed softly, gently coaxing, "Don’t cry."

But Ye Jiu wouldn’t listen and shook her head, sobbing uncontrollably.

Li Yuyue’s headache worsened, and he scolded, "Stop crying!"

His voice was loud, startling Ye Jiu into momentarily halting her crying, the breath caught in her chest, stuck and feeling more suffocating than ever.

Seeing her intermittently sobbing and looking pitiable, Li Yuyue knocked on his forehead, "I never considered marrying Princess Shang..."

Ye Jiu cried out in acknowledgment, "I knew it!"

That was precisely why he kept distant from her because he did not want to marry Princess Shang.

Her admiration for him, her feelings for him, he had always pretended not to see, not to understand, not to know.

And so had the years passed, more than three.

Li Yuyue averted his eyes and said again, "If you truly wish to marry me, I can wed you. But remember, it is I who wed you, not Shang!"

If in this life he truly had to marry a woman, and he hadn’t found one he liked, then why not the one before him?

After marriage, he would give her all the respect she wanted.

The responsibilities that a husband should fulfill, he would do his utmost to bear.

Unsure if she had misheard, or if happiness had come too suddenly, Ye Jiu even forgot to wipe away the tears on her face, asking with a beaming smile, "You’re really willing to marry me?"

"Mm."

"Really?" Ye Jiu could hardly believe her own ears.

She slowly stretched her hand under the table and pinched her own thigh, feeling the pain, she knew she wasn’t dreaming.

Li Yuyue said solemnly, "To be cautious, we should discuss this matter after my Father King and grandfather come to the capital."

After all, to marry a princess, it wouldn’t be easy to get the Emperor’s agreement.

The Crown Prince had already set a marriage pact with Yan’er, and to have another marriage between the Tian Family and the Leng Family, getting the Emperor to agree would be a difficult problem.

Ye Jiu nodded vigorously, "I understand, I understand. Whatever you need me to cooperate with, just say."

At this moment, she was still somewhat dazed, afraid that what she had heard earlier was an illusion.

On the other side, Ye Yiheng returned to Leng Yu Yan’s residence.

Leng Yu was already up, having breakfast outside.

As soon as Ye Yiheng lifted his robe to sit down, the steward came in to report, "Commandery Princess, someone from the palace has come, saying that they request the presence of the Commandery Princess and the Ninth Princess in the palace to discuss the welcome of the Beiliang Princess."

Leng Yu Yan instinctively didn’t want to go and asked, "Who’s presiding over it, the Princess Consort?"

The steward shook his head, "It shouldn’t be the Princess Consort. The person said they are from Consort Xian’s palace."

Hearing this, Leng Yu Yan and Ye Yiheng exchanged glances.

Consort Xian, huh? The day of the incident when she and the Ninth Princess fell into the lake, she hadn’t even settled the account with her.

Thinking of this, Leng Yu Yan told the steward, "All right, tell them that I will come to the palace shortly."

The steward respectfully affirmed and quickly left.

Ye Yiheng said, "I will send someone to protect you. Liu Yun and Yin Shuang are women, and their skills are excellent; accompanying you into the palace is most appropriate."

"No need, I can protect myself."

Generally, one cannot bring maids or servants into the palace; if she were to bring them, it would clearly tell Consort Xian that she was on guard.

Ye Yiheng did not insist, silently thinking that he would go to protect her later on.

Before long, Ye Jiu also arrived at Leng Yu Yan’s residence.

"They say we are to go to the palace. This Consort Xian is all about brainstorming, but isn’t her aim just for her two sons? Tsk tsk, too selfish."

While speaking, Ye Jiu stared at Leng Yu Yan with a radiant smile.

Being stared at by her, Leng Yu Yan was puzzled, "You have some good news? You’re so happy, it can’t just be because Consort Xian wants us to go to the palace."

Seating herself at the table with a smug look, Ye Jiu said with a laugh, "The Princely Heir has agreed to marry me. Isn’t that something to be happy about?"

"Ah, big brother agreed?" Leng Yu Yan was astonished. "Tell me, how did you manage to convince my big brother?"

"I didn’t do much really, just cried, wailed loudly; perhaps he couldn’t stand it and that’s why he agreed," Ye Jiu admitted candidly. "Anyway, as long as he agrees to marry me, then my persistence over these years has paid off, right?"

Leng Yu Yan dabbed the corners of her lips with a handkerchief and nodded, "Perhaps it was your persistence that moved my big brother."

Ye Yiheng suddenly spoke out, "What persistence, what determination, isn’t it just a pair of older singles getting together to live out their days?"

Truly a compromise!

The two of them talked as if it were more pleasant than a song.

Even though his words were true, they didn’t quite sound right to the ears. Ye Jiu and Leng Yu Yan turned their gazes to Ye Yiheng in unison.