On Our Wedding Night, I Discovered the Crown Prince’s Hidden Illness
Chapter 459: The Picture is of Her

Chapter 459: Chapter 459: The Picture is of Her

Ruofeng affirmed and carefully folded the brocade robe.

Ye Yiheng pointed to a stack of silver notes on the table, "Take the travel expenses with you and set out immediately."

Ling Lang folded up the silver notes and tucked them into his sleeve pocket, "I shall not let Your Highness down."

Ruofeng had searched once before and ended in failure. Jian Lecheng also searched once, likewise without success.

As a staff member of the Crown Prince, he prided himself on having more wisdom than both Ruofeng and Jian Lecheng and was determined to ascertain the identity of the Linqing Pavilion Master.

If those Four Guardians were cunning, then he would resort to some tricks.

Ye Yiheng seemed to sense Ling Lang’s thoughts and spoke indifferently, "You can only use intelligence to win!"

Ling Lang tugged at the corner of his mouth, "Your Highness, you..."

Ye Yiheng’s gaze swept over, knowing Ling Lang to be quite ruthless with those he deemed unimportant, often taking their lives as a matter of course.

Hence, he had to offer a reminder!

Ling Lang got the message and nodded respectfully, "Your Highness, rest assured, if the Commandery Princess truly is the Linqing Pavilion Master, I dare not harm a hair on her head."

Ye Yiheng nodded in acknowledgment and waved his hand to signal their departure.

The two clasped fists and then left at once.

Not long after Ling Lang and Ruofeng left the Eastern Palace, Ye Yiheng returned to his study.

Soon, the gatekeeper came hurrying with news.

Song Guo stopped the gatekeeper, "What’s the matter?"

"The Beiliang Princess seeks an audience—please inform Mr. Song."

Song Guo nodded, tilted his chin to indicate the gatekeeper should wait outside, and then entered the study to report.

At that moment, Ye Yiheng was in the study, diligently sketching a landscape painting he had seen in the main hall of the Linqing Pavilion, featuring a figure in a black cloak.

"Your Highness, the Beiliang Princess has arrived," Song Guo said softly.

Ye Yiheng remained silent.

Seeing the Crown Prince did not respond, Song Guo called out again quietly, "Your Highness, the Beiliang Princess is requesting an audience. Will you see her now or not?"

Ye Yiheng, focused on drawing a bright red ribbon fluttering from the cloak corner, without lifting his head, his voice cold, "Not seeing her."

"Understood," Song Guo took three steps back, left the study, and told the gatekeeper, "His Highness is busy and cannot see the Beiliang Princess."

The gatekeeper nodded in agreement, took a few steps back, but Song Guo called out, "Hold on!"

"Mr. Song?"

"If the Beiliang Princess comes again, under no circumstances should you let her into the Eastern Palace."

The gatekeeper puzzled, "Have her wait at the main gate?"

"Why not?" countered Song Guo.

The gatekeeper shivered with realization, "I understand!"

With a single "hm" from Song Guo, he returned to the study.

Seeing the large red ribbon on the figure of the landscape painting, Song Guo exclaimed in admiration, "Your Highness, this painting is truly exquisite!"

"Do you not find it familiar?" Ye Yiheng asked coolly.

Song Guo honestly shook his head, "Not familiar, no."

Ye Yiheng’s eyes twitched slightly, knowing that Song Guo had not paid close attention to that painting in the Linqing Pavilion, so it was normal for it not to be familiar. He then asked, "Then why do you find it exquisite?"

"The scenery in the painting is pristine and beautiful, a young girl with a red ribbon amidst the landscape, riding and galloping on a horse, quite spirited and valiant. This reminded me of the Commandery Princess’s style of horse riding."

Upon hearing this statement, Ye Yiheng smiled and nodded in approval, "Good eye!"

It was no wonder he was a confidant, recognizing her in the painting with just a glance.

Thus, it was confirmed without a doubt that the Linqing Pavilion Master was Leng Yu Yan!

"Your Highness, is this really a painting of the Commandery Princess?" Song Guo inspected the figure on the painting more attentively, lamenting that the figure was too small, only the size of a fingernail, and couldn’t help but murmur, "Why didn’t Your Highness paint the Commandery Princess a bit larger?"

"Will paint another time."

"Does Your Highness need this lowly one to order someone to mount the painting and deliver it to the Commandery Princess?"

"Do not send it yet." Ye Yiheng straightened the painting, "Where in the capital city can I buy a hairband?"

"There are some in Huayang Hall, Your Highness. If you desire, this lowly one will instruct the Shopkeeper to have them delivered here."

"I prefer to choose one myself."

Ye Yiheng rolled up the painting paper carefully and placed it in a hidden compartment.

At the great gates, the Beiliang Princess, Yu Yinglei, angrily boarded her horse carriage.

Her maid asked her, "Princess, are we going back to the hostel now?"

"Head to the Prince Zhenbei Mansion, this Princess wishes to meet that so-called Princess Beilan."

Yu Yinglei’s bewitching phoenix eyes narrowed; she wanted to see who was more beautiful, herself or Princess Beilan.

The Tiancheng Crown Prince had refused even to see her face. He did not attend the welcome banquet, claiming he was too busy with the "Crown Princess Consort" to visit the palace. Yu Yinglei’s slender fingers clenched tightly.

The words "Crown Princess Consort" were clearly meant for her ears.

The message could not be more explicit: it was Princess Beilan who was the Crown Prince’s fiancée, not her.

She refused to believe that she, a State Duke’s daughter, could be any less than the illegitimate daughter of a mere Prince.

Not long after Yu Yinglei’s carriage left the Eastern Palace, the carriage from the Eastern Palace headed towards Huayang Hall.

Li Yuyue’s subordinate Gao Yuan, noting the Beiliang Princess’s carriage going towards the Prince Zhenbei Mansion, quickly reported the situation to Li Yuyue.

Li Yuyue instructed Gao Yuan, "Create an opportunity for Ye Zhenxian."

Gao Yuan nodded and immediately set out to do so.

As Yu Yinglei’s carriage was still three streets away from the Prince Zhenbei Mansion and was about to turn a corner, Ye Zhenxian’s carriage coincidentally collided with it.

The coachmen from both sides argued incessantly, each claiming they were in the right.

Listening to the quarrel, Ye Zhenxian felt impatient and lifted the carriage curtain to look; upon realizing it was the Beiliang Princess’s carriage opposite him, he personally went forward to apologize.

"Turns out to be the Princess’s carriage. This Prince is to blame. After busily attending to official duties, I was looking forward to resting at my mansion and did not expect to encounter the Princess."

When Ye Zhenxian spoke earnestly, he exhibited his manners.

It could be said that every Prince of the Tian Family was exceptionally remarkable, and Ye Zhenxian was naturally no exception.

The male voice coming from outside the carriage was clear and pleasant. Yu Yinglei pulled aside a corner of the carriage curtain and peered out stealthily.

The man before her, dressed in the Prince’s python robe, may not have the Immortal Appearance of Ye Yiheng, but he also exuded an air of grace, handsome and extraordinary.

Her maid whispered in her ear, "Princess, this is the Tiancheng Second Prince, Prince Xian Ye Zhenxian, the eldest Prince among the current Emperor Tiancheng’s sons."

Upon hearing he was the eldest Imperial son, Yu Yinglei opened the curtain slightly and nodded her head slightly, "Ying Lei has seen Prince Xian, Your Highness."

Ye Zhenxian raised his hand, "My mansion is nearby. If the Princess doesn’t mind, please come over for a cup of tea!"

After a moment of consideration, Yu Yinglei thought that there would be plenty of opportunities to humiliate Leng Yu Yan, whereas going to Prince Zhenbei Mansion might not yield any advantage since it was their territory.

The man before her was the Tiancheng Emperor’s eldest Prince, and since Ye Yiheng was blinded and weak, perhaps she could gain benefits from Ye Zhenxian.

Or perhaps, she could use Ye Zhenxian to make Ye Yiheng jealous. Thus, upon realizing her intentions, Ye Yiheng would surely treat her more favorably.

With these thoughts, Yu Yinglei agreed and instructed her coachman to follow the carriage of Prince Xian Mansion.

Hidden in the shadows, Gao Yuan toyed with a pebble in his hand; as the two carriages drove away, he kicked the pebble he had earlier flicked and vanished into the street corner.

On the other side, Huayang Hall.

The female Shopkeeper, upon seeing the Crown Prince himself visit, approached nervously.

After ushering Ye Yiheng and Song Guo into the counting room, the Shopkeeper quietly asked, "Is Your Highness here to inspect the accounts?"

Although Huayang Hall was one of the Crown Prince’s properties, the Prince had never visited before, causing her alarm at his sudden arrival today.

Especially as the Crown Prince bore a solemn expression, she couldn’t help feeling afraid.