On Our Wedding Night, I Discovered the Crown Prince’s Hidden Illness
Chapter 460: Not Waiting Alone

Chapter 460: Chapter 460: Not Waiting Alone

Song Guo laughed, "If you conduct your business with integrity, why be so afraid?"

The female shopkeeper bowed respectfully and honestly said, "Your Highness has never visited before, so naturally, I was afraid, afraid that my management of the shop would not satisfy Your Highness."

Ye Yiheng spoke indifferently, "I’ve come here this time for two matters. One, to pick out a red hairband, and two, to have you find the master of Moon Embroidery to commission a dragon and phoenix wedding attire."

The shopkeeper sighed in relief when she heard the first part of his sentence, but became troubled upon hearing the latter.

"Your Highness, our shop has an abundant supply of red hairbands, so that matter is easily handled," the shopkeeper frowned, "However, finding the master of Moon Embroidery is truly difficult. As soon as Your Highness and the Commandery Princess set the wedding date, I sent people to look for them, but so far, to no avail."

The expression on Ye Yiheng’s face was faint as his fingers rhythmically tapped on the desk.

The shopkeeper plucked up her courage to ask, "The wedding is approaching. If we continue searching for the master of Moon Embroidery, there won’t be enough time for the embroidery. Your Highness, what do you think we should do?"

Ye Yiheng pondered for a moment and his thin lips slightly parted, "Then, use Huayang Hall’s finest embroidery lady to make the dragon and phoenix wedding attire first. If the embroidery can’t compare to Moon Embroidery’s, the materials must be of the highest quality."

The shopkeeper let out a long sigh of relief and bowed, "Of course!"

Huayang Hall is the foremost ready-made clothing shop in Tiancheng, what kind of material do they not have?

Song Guo laughed again, "Shopkeeper, aren’t you going to fetch the hairband quickly?"

"Yes, yes, I’ll go right now," the shopkeeper said and quickly left the office.

She returned after a short while, holding a large wooden box full of hairbands, all red.

Ye Yiheng’s slender, jade-like fingers gently brushed over them, finally pausing on a bright red hairband, "This one."

"Right away!" The shopkeeper took out a small brocade box and neatly placed the hairband inside, "This color is most suitable for someone with fair skin. Your Highness has fair skin, it will fit you perfectly."

Her own Crown Prince resembled an immortal, ordinary men would look gaudy wearing a red hairband, but if her Crown Prince were to wear it, it would be stunningly beautiful.

Song Guo received the small brocade box, "This is for the Crown Princess Consort, right, Your Highness?"

Truly someone who had grown up by his side, Ye Yiheng raised his hand and pointed, "You’ve guessed correctly."

"The Crown Prince and the Commandery Princess have such deep affection. It makes me happy to hear about it," the shopkeeper asked with a smile, "Your Highness, should the Commandery Princess’s wedding attire be of the same size as those from Xinya Academy?"

That size was recorded in the shop; it could be taken out and used at any time.

Ye Yiheng coughed lightly, "That likely won’t be suitable anymore."

The size for the academy uniform was from a year ago, and now that little woman’s figure had become more graceful. If making wedding attire, the size should have changed somewhat.

He had held her several times, so he was naturally aware, but he didn’t know the specific measurements.

The shopkeeper proposed, "I could choose a day to visit Prince Zhenbei Mansion and take the Commandery Princess’s measurements."

"I want to give her a surprise with the wedding attire."

If Huayang Hall went to take measurements, Leng Yu Yan, being clever, would likely guess. Wouldn’t that eliminate the surprise?

Song Guo interjected, "The palace will also prepare wedding attire and they will take measurements too. How about we use the palace’s measurements?"

The shopkeeper shook her head, "The Clothing Bureau’s products for men are one thing, but the women’s attire is just so-so. The Commandery Princess has a good figure; to dazzle everyone’s eyes, it’s best if I take the measurements myself."

Ye Yiheng thought it over; if he wanted to surprise that little woman and didn’t want Huayang Hall to go and measure, the only method was for him to take the measurements himself.

"I shall take care of this matter," he said, stepping out of the office.

"Yes," the shopkeeper nodded, "I bid Your Highness farewell!"

--

That night, the moonlight was clear, tree branches stretched out, casting mottled and fragmented shadows on the ground.

Leng Yu Yan leaned on her hand gazing outside at the moonlight when, suddenly, a dark shadow shot toward the window, brushing past her cheek as it leaped inside.

There was no need to see the face to know who it was; based on the movement alone, she knew it was Ye Yiheng.

"It’s so late, what brings Your Highness here again?"

"You’re sitting by the window, are you not waiting for me?"

Leng Yu Yan smiled and shook her head, "I’m really not waiting for you, I was just thinking about whether to make a trip to Marquis Ningyuan’s Mansion because the moonlight is so bright."

Ye Yiheng placed the small brocade box on the windowsill.

The small brocade box was quite exquisite, and Leng Yu Yan picked it up, "For me?"

"Mm, open it and see."

Leng Yu Yan opened the brocade box and saw a neatly folded red hairband rolled up inside.

The stitches on the hairband were delicate, and the same red color embroidery on it was exquisite, comparable to Moon Embroidery.

She smiled and lifted the hairband, carefully examining it, "It’s the color I like, how did Your Highness know I liked this color?"

Ye Yiheng raised an eyebrow, "We are about to marry, and the main color for the wedding is red."

He would never admit that he had guessed it from the painting at Linqing Pavilion.

She said she liked it, and he became even more certain about his guess.

"Let me tie it for you."

His handsome fingers picked up the hairband.

"All right."

Leng Yu Yan turned around to remove the jade hairpin from her head to make it easier for him to tie the hairband.

Ye Yiheng’s slender fingers skillfully twirled, tying a beautiful knot.

Just then, a gust of wind blew through the window, causing the hairband and her hair to flutter in the wind, a scene that resembled her in the landscape paintings.

Leng Yu Yan looked up at the sky and murmured, "The moon hides behind clouds one moment, and comes out the next; I don’t care anymore, tonight I must make a trip to Marquis Ningyuan’s Mansion."

Saying so, she took out her night clothes.

"Yanyan, it’s getting late, are you still going?"

"It’s not only on dark and windy nights that it’s good to investigate; tonight is fine too, and even better in the middle of the night."

Leng Yu Yan quickly slipped into her night clothes and took off the red hairband from her head, folded it neatly and put it back in the brocade box.

Ye Yiheng’s handsome brows furrowed slightly, "I’ll go with you."

His visit was to take her measurements personally, but since this little woman was leaving, he had no choice but to follow.

"I’m going to investigate the cause of my mother’s death, what do you want to go for?"

"To protect you, to help you analyze."

"That works too."

Leng Yu Yan lowered her eyes, Old Madam Lai, that old woman, although said to be insane, seemed to her not mad at all, otherwise, why couldn’t she extract any information from her?

Having him go along, and with him being as clever as an immortal, perhaps they would make some significant discoveries.

Thus, they both leaped out one after the other.

When they arrived at Marquis Ningyuan’s Mansion, there was hardly any light in Old Madam Lai’s courtyard, suggesting the old lady had already gone to sleep.

Suddenly, two maids hurried by, and Ye Yiheng quickly pulled Leng Yu Yan behind a tree, followed immediately by the sound of their conversation.

"In the middle of the night, why would the Lady and the third daughter call for Doctor Wu and his son? Even if they were to summon them, why tell us to check if they have arrived at the entrance? If the person who went to fetch them comes back, they will report in, do we really need to check the entrance?"

"The third daughter wears a veil all day, maybe there’s a serious problem with her face. With Doctor Wu and his son being late, the Lady must be anxious."

The maids’ voices gradually faded away, and soon there was an exclamation, "Doctor Wu has arrived, that’s truly a relief, the Lady and the third daughter have been waiting for a long time."

Leng Yu Yan grabbed two of Ye Yiheng’s fingers with her hand and flashed towards Lai Manting’s courtyard.

Jumping on the roof, Leng Yu Yan crouched down, gently lifted a roof tile, and the light from inside suddenly shone through the open space.

"What are you doing here?" Ye Yiheng bent down slightly, squinting as he peered downward.