On Our Wedding Night, I Discovered the Crown Prince's Hidden Illness-Chapter 274 - : Crossing Necks Mandarin Ducks

Chapter 274 -274: Crossing Necks Mandarin Ducks

Leng Yu Yan pursed her lips, her slender and soft fingers gripping tightly the fabric at his waist.

Tightening and then loosening, her fingertips incessantly clutched his robe along with his movements.

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Unintentionally, her fingertips rubbed back and forth at his waist, Ye Yiheng’s tall and upright figure stiffened as he reached out to seize one of her restless little hands.

“Leng Yu Yan, do you know you shouldn’t touch a man’s waist carelessly!”

“Ah!” Leng Yu Yan quickly yanked her hand from his palm, her hands uncertainly raised, “I didn’t touch!”

She didn’t want to touch him at all, what was there to touch about him?

Ye Yiheng seemed to be in a good mood, the corners of his mouth turned upwards, his thin lips flushed with moisture from “nibbling” at her neck, redder than his usual pale color.

Leng Yu Yan looked up at him briefly, marveling that such a handsome man existed in the world, even more good-looking than her Father King by a degree.

When he didn’t smile, he was all detachment and coldness, pushing people a thousand miles away. Yet at this moment, as his lips slightly curled into a seductive arc, he was irresistible.

Suddenly her stomach growled loudly, and she swiftly lowered her gaze.

“Hungry?” Ye Yiheng chuckled lightly.

He had called her over from the Prince Zhenbei Mansion, had made another trip to the palace, and now, having teased her in his arms, he had forgotten to feed the little creature.

Embarrassedly, Leng Yu Yan nodded her head.

Ye Yiheng called out loudly, “Serve the meal.”

From outside, Song Guo’s joyful voice responded, “Right away!”

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At 13:00.

In the Prince Zhenbei Mansion, the Old Princess Consort’s courtyard.

The Eldest Princess Ye Yuan slowly savored her tea, speaking unhurriedly, “My son heard that Ah Yan caught a cold in the rain and wanted to come over yesterday. But finding out late, we had to wait until today.”

Ji Qingyu asked with a smile, “Does the Old Princess Consort know where Ah Yan went?”

Last night, he had learned from the Ninth Princess that Leng Yu Yan felt unwell after getting drenched in the rain during the Imperial College’s monthly archery test. Ye Jiu wouldn’t say exactly what was ailing her. He figured it was likely a chill from the rain, so here he was at the Prince Zhenbei Mansion, hoping to catch a glimpse of her.

They say matters of junior’s marriages require the elders’ consent; thus, he brought his mother with him to get closer to the Old Princess Consort and the Princess.

Unexpectedly, Ah Yan wasn’t here.

The Old Princess Consort ordered the maids to bring out fruits and pastries, then said with a smile, “She was still here before lunch, but come mealtime, she had vanished without a trace. I have no idea where that girl has gone off to play.”

Ye Yuan followed with a smile, “Ah Yan is at a playful age; it’s good for her to go out and have fun.”

Ye Yuan and Ji Qingyu thus spent two hours chatting with the Old Princess Consort.

The Old Princess Consort couldn’t help but exclaim, “Prince Qing is such a filial child, unlike my four grandsons who can’t sit still for a quarter of an hour before they scamper off!”

Pleased with the praise, Ji Qingyu’s smile was joyful.

During the evening meal, the steward came to report, “Old Princess Consort, the Commandery Princess has returned.”

“Good that she’s back. Have the Commandery Princess come to me first.”

The steward seemed troubled, hesitating before speaking, unable to start in front of the Eldest Princess and Prince Qing.

“What is it? Speak freely!”

“It was the Crown Prince who brought the Commandery Princess back.”

The steward emphasized the word “brought” heavily.

The Old Princess Consort picked up on the nuance and immediately arose, “If the Crown Prince has personally come, then I must go see. Eldest Princess and Prince Qing, please sit for a while longer; I will return shortly.”

Ye Yuan was shrewd and stood up as well, “If the Crown Prince has escorted the Commandery Princess back, then I should also take a look. Qingyu, let’s go together.”

Caught off guard for a moment, the Old Princess Consort smiled, “Very well.”

Several people left the courtyard and were heading towards the front yard when they encountered Ye Yiheng carrying Leng Yu Yan horizontally towards the back courtyard.

Old Princess Consort stepped forward, “What happened to Yan’er?”

Upon seeing the bloodstain at the knee of Leng Yu Yan’s skirt, Old Princess Consort was distressed, “What happened?”

With tenderness, Leng Yu Yan softly said, “Grandmother, your granddaughter took a fall, it’s just a scraped knee, nothing serious, it just hurts a bit to walk.”

Given someone’s personality, he definitely would not agree to let her walk by herself. Since this was the case, she hadn’t changed her skirt in the Eastern Palace. Such that anyone could see the bloodstain on her knee, and whoever saw it would know why the Crown Prince was carrying her.

At this moment, grandmother saw it, and her attention also fell on her knee.

Old Princess Consort nodded her head and sincerely thanked Ye Yiheng, “Thank you, Your Highness, for bringing my granddaughter back!”

“Ah Yan, let me carry you!” Ji Qingyu hurried forward, extending his hand.

Ye Yuan chimed in, “The Crown Prince is blind; let Qingyu do it.”

Ye Yiheng subtly sidestepped, “No need, the Commandery Princess will tell me where to go.”

Ji Qingyu froze, his hand still stretched in mid-air.

Old Princess Consort observed this and seemed to come to an understanding.

The group hurried towards Leng Yu Yan’s courtyard.

Since it was dinner time, Prince Zhenbei Mansion had invited the Crown Prince, the Eldest Princess, and Prince Qing for the meal.

Ye Yiheng was sending people back at this time with the intention to have a meal in the Prince Mansion. Ji Qingyu and Ye Yuan, who hadn’t seen Leng Yu Yan earlier, were planning to leave, but now they would stay at all costs, all to compete with the Crown Prince.

Yet unexpectedly, Leng Yu Yan did not attend the meal in the dining room due to the scrape on her knee.

Ye Yiheng, assisted by Song Guo, ate leisurely and after finishing, he said to Lai Taihong and Lai Ran, “It’s getting late, I should leave.”

After the incident at noon, Lai Ran’s view of Ye Yiheng changed, repeatedly nodding and cautioning him to be careful on the way.

Ye Yiheng then left the Leng Family dining room.

He was assisted by Song Guo, but instead of heading towards the main gate, he went towards the back courtyard.

Ji Qingyu knew Ye Yiheng would not leave so soon and followed out.

Seeing Ye Yiheng heading to Leng Yu Yan’s courtyard, Ji Qingyu’s eyes narrowed; the blind man’s thoughts were indeed profound.

Sensing movement behind him, Ye Yiheng, who was walking ahead, let out a light huff and after several turns, arrived at Leng Yu Yan’s courtyard.

Miao Zhu was surprised upon seeing the visitor, “Your Highness, the Commandery Princess is dining.”

Wasn’t His Highness dining in the front yard just now? What was he doing here now?

“No matter, I’ll speak a word and then leave,” said Ye Yiheng, as he made his way towards her familiarly.

Reaching Leng Yu Yan, he pulled her up from the chair and whispered in her ear, “I’m leaving.”

Those brief three words were spoken with his thin lips nearly grazing her lustrous earlobe.

From afar, their posture seemed like that of coiled and affectionate mandarin ducks, immersed in intimate whispers.

“Your Highness?”

Leng Yu Yan was confused; if he was going back, why did he need to use such an ambiguous gesture?

Ye Yiheng stood up straight, pressed his index finger on her soft, crimson lips, and murmured, “Your neck looks very enticing.”

At his words, Leng Yu Yan pursed her lips, her cheeks flushing red.

In a mix of annoyance and embarrassment, she pushed him, “Just go, hurry up, I don’t want to see you!”

Though her words sounded thus, her voice was coy and sultry, laced with the unique tenderness of a young girl’s petulance, making anyone listening feel like they were lovers deeply in love.

The moon hung high in the sky.

Ye Yiheng, in high spirits, leaned on Song Guo’s arm and leisurely left Leng Yu Yan’s courtyard.

Ji Qingyu, hidden in the shadows, became petrified on the spot; she and the blind man were indeed so intimate!