On Our Wedding Night, I Discovered the Crown Prince’s Hidden Illness
Chapter 463: Murder to Strike the Heart

Chapter 463: Chapter 463: Murder to Strike the Heart

The usual shoulder width, bust, waist, and hip measurements all came with detailed data, and the arm and thigh circumferences were also exhaustively noted, not to mention data such as leg and arm length.

The female shopkeeper smiled at Song Guo, "Mr. Song, isn’t the Crown Prince planning to surprise the Commandery Princess? How did you come by these measurements?"

Her curiosity was truly overwhelming.

Song Guo rubbed his forehead, "This, I really don’t know."

He had just seen His Highness writing on the paper and had no idea how His Highness measured them.

Suddenly, the shopkeeper realized something and smiled meaningfully, "We’ve received the measurements, and the festive garments will be customized immediately. Please convey to Mr. Song, and assure His Highness that he has nothing to worry about!"

Not wanting the Commandery Princess to find out, yet obtaining precise measurements, what other method could there be?

That’s so like the Crown Prince!

Song Guo nodded, "Then I shall take my leave now."

"Good."

The shopkeeper raised her hand personally to see him out of Huayang Hall.

--

Two hours had passed since Lai Manting swallowed the medicine powder, Leng Yu Yan woke up from her supplemental sleep.

She called for Xiaoshan, "Go and give that woman a bowl of water."

Xiaoshan was puzzled, "Is the Commandery Princess worried that she’s thirsty?"

Miao Zhu interjected, "Are you stupid? Giving her water is to help the medicine powder digest properly."

Leng Yu Yan nodded, "That’s right, go and do it."

Xiaoshan complied and immediately ran off.

Miao Zhu attended Leng Yu Yan, helping her with her makeup, and asked, "Is the main reason the Commandery Princess kept Lai Manting to let her suffer the pains you’ve endured in the past?"

"That’s one aspect, there’s another layer..." Leng Yu Yan paused for a moment, lowering her voice to add, "After Lai Manting suffers, the old lady of the Leng Family, Mrs. Feng, and Leng Zongfa will certainly be driven to desperation. Perhaps the reasons behind my mother’s and brother’s deaths will come to light."

Miao Zhu suddenly understood, "The Commandery Princess wants them to fall into disarray."

"Correct, taking Lai Manting’s life would be simple, keeping her is because she’s useful."

On the other side, Xiaoshan arrived at the room where Lai Manting was kept.

He commanded two guards to restrain Lai Manting while he himself picked up a bowl of water.

Lai Manting clenched her mouth and desperately shook her head.

Xiaoshan asked, "You don’t want to drink?"

Lai Manting glared at the white-haired youth before her and laughed bitterly, "This is poison, do you think I’m an idiot?"

Xiaoshan replied coldly, "This is just water. If you don’t want to drink it, then I, young master, will have to give you something else to drink."

Upon hearing this, Lai Manting stopped resisting.

Whether she resisted or not, these people would find a way to get whatever’s in the bowl into her stomach. It was better for her to conserve her energy at this moment and try to get home sooner to seek help.

Xiaoshan effortlessly poured an entire bowl of water into Lai Manting’s mouth.

Lai Manting smacked her lips and realized that it indeed was water, and her previous panic dissipated significantly.

A little girl is after all just a little girl and can do her no harm.

She coldly sneered in her heart, plotting how to fight back and prevail.

Before long, Xiaoshan returned and reported back to Leng Yu Yan.

Another two hours later, Lai Manting became restless and agitated.

She kept shouting and cursing, "Leng Yu Yan, you wretch, you said you’d let me go after four hours. The time has passed, why is your word worthless?"

The guard at the door scolded her, "Dare to insult our Commandery Princess, do you believe I can make it so you’ll never speak again?"

Lai Manting softened her voice and pleaded, "Kind sir, do you know when they will release me?"

The guard glanced at Lai Manting, her face a bloody mess, and felt a chill run through him, "I advise you not to talk like that, it’s disgustingly off-putting. Do you still think you’re a great beauty?"

Lai Manting was mortified by his words.

"My skin is just healing from the freckle removal, it will be better after some time," she said.

Another guard fanned the air in front of his nose, "What is that fishy smell, it’s quite offensive."

The previous guard chuckled, "You’re just noticing? It’s been emanating from her face, I smelled it a while ago."

This conversation sent Lai Manting into a panic. She carefully touched her face with her hand, but the sharp pain made her dare not touch it again.

She brought her fingertips, which had touched her face, to her nose and sniffed hard, "You two are talking nonsense, why don’t I smell anything?"

The guard laughed, "With that stinky face right next to your nose, you can’t smell it?"

The other guard shrugged, "Get lost, quick, before you stink up the place!"

Upon hearing she was to be released, Lai Manting gathered her strength and ran away as fast as she could.

After watching her leave the Prince Zhenbei Mansion, the two guards returned to Leng Yu Yan to report.

Leng Yu Yan waved them away, indicating they could leave.

To kill a person’s soul is simple when their most cherished aspect is their face. If she knew her face could never be restored, it would be more painful than death.

Who said a torn face could heal completely?

Once the dermis is ripped away, the face is ruined.

Lai Manting could only hope for a complete recovery by being reborn.

The inherently greedy nature of Wu and his son accidentally worked in her favor this time.

Yet, when she had been disfigured and her figure destroyed at the age of ten, Wu and his son were complicities.

It’s likely their involvement with her mother’s death was not a coincidence.

Upon this thought, Leng Yu Yan summoned Xiaoshan, "Ask my elder brother for help, have him seal off Wu’s Medical Hall in the capital city. Xiaoshan, take your men to capture Wu and his son, and make sure you leave a survivor. I need evidence."

Xiaoshan nodded and bowed, "I understand!"

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When Lai Manting left the Prince Zhenbei Mansion, the townspeople on the streets all fixated on her face.

Ever since the boy with white hair had ripped off her veil, her face had been exposed.

Confronted with the pointing and gossiping of the crowd, she had no choice but to use her headscarf to cover her face.

After finally returning to Marquis Ningyuan’s Mansion, she entered to find Leng Jiajia and Lai Xuan, siblings talking and laughing. Seeing them in such high spirits sent Lai Manting into a rage.

"What’s so funny?" She put on airs as the legitimate daughter, "Leng Jiajia, didn’t you go to the academy today, has Lai Xuan finished his homework?"

"Is Third Sister showing concern for us now?" Leng Jiajia curiously surveyed Lai Manting’s attire, and noting the cover over her face, asked with a laugh, "Why aren’t you wearing a veil today, Third Sister?"

Lai Xuan tugged at Leng Jiajia’s sleeve, "Sister, I smell something really disgusting, do you smell it?"

Upon hearing this, Leng Jiajia grabbed Lai Xuan’s wrist and stepped back a few paces, "Third Sister must be rotting? Let’s run, people with rotting flesh will attract maggots."

Like two monkeys, the siblings ran off, leaving Lai Manting standing there in shock.

When she came to her senses, she hurried back to her room.

Leng Zongfa and Mrs. Feng, not having seen their daughter at breakfast, had sent people to look for her and waited in her room.

Seeing their daughter return, both parents heaved a sigh of relief.

Lai Manting, ignoring the formalities, rushed to her dressing table, pulled back the curtain of the mirror, and carefully removed the headscarf covering her face.

The reflection in the mirror shocked everyone present.

Leng Zongfa had no idea his daughter could become like this – her face continuously seeped pus and blood, unendurably foul and stinky.

He trembled as he pointed at her, demanding, "What, what in the world happened?"

Mrs. Feng gently and softly consoled her husband and explained about Wu and his son’s freckle removal from the previous night.

Leng Zongfa shook his head repeatedly, "I cannot believe such a method could have removed anything."