On Our Wedding Night, I Discovered the Crown Prince's Hidden Illness-Chapter 278 - : Thinking of a Solution Alone
Chapter 278 -278: Thinking of a Solution Alone
She took a deep breath and repeated the question, “When will Your Highness marry me?”
Ye Yiheng narrowed his eyes slightly, his intuition telling him that the woman before him had encountered some difficulty.
“To wed, one needs the Emperor’s decree, and as the reputation of the Commandery Princess’s birth mother has not yet been restored, the Emperor would certainly not grant such a marriage.”
“So you mean that Your Highness is also unable to do so.”
Leng Yu Yan’s eyebrows were tightly furrowed as her beautiful, clear eyes met his deep phoenix ones.
Until now, there had been no progress in the affair between her mother and Father King. The key issue was father’s memory of that long-buried past was truly too vague.
Thus, seeking the truth about the matter and restoring her mother’s innocence was indeed as difficult as reaching the heavens.
“Why would it be impossible?” Ye Yiheng’s eyebrows raised slightly, “If the Commandery Princess does not mind the lack of an imperial marriage decree, you could marry me this very night in a private ceremony.”
“If the Commandery Princess agrees, this instant I can take you back to the Eastern Palace and wed you through the night, how about that?”
Upon hearing this, Leng Yu Yan felt a complex turmoil of emotions.
She intended to use her marriage as a bargaining chip to ensure the safe return of the Prince Zhenbei Mansion to Beilan City.
If she were to wed him in such a manner, without the recognition of their elders nor the permission of the Emperor to leave the city, what was the point of such a marriage?
Seeing her worried expression, Ye Yiheng chuckled lightly, “If this is too much of a compromise for you, even if you agree, I would not be able to convince myself.”
Surprised flashed in Leng Yu Yan’s eyes, “Your Highness…”
Ye Yiheng fiddled with the Scar Removal Ointment box in his hand, suddenly clutching it tightly in his palm and said in a deep voice, “I will find a way.”
From this woman’s initiative to cooperate, to his blunder in calling off the cooperation, to her being forced to agree to continue the cooperation, it was clear that her approach to marriage was solely for the sake of the Prince Zhenbei Mansion.
She placed the Prince Zhenbei Mansion first, even if it meant relegating something as crucial as her own marriage to the back burner.
When could this woman start considering things for herself?
Thinking thus, he rose from the edge of her bed and walked to the window, “It’s getting late, Commandery Princess should rest early, I will take my leave now.”
Leng Yu Yan hurriedly followed him to the window, pursing her lips, yet unsure of what to say.
Ye Yiheng turned his head to look at her, thinking she wanted to say something to him. But after waiting for a long while, she did not utter a word.
As if possessed, he said, “Actually, the Commandery Princess was never truly willing to marry me.”
His eyes were too deep, and in the darkness of the night, they were as black as ink. Under his lofty gaze, Leng Yu Yan felt somewhat guilty.
Guilty to the point of panic, she bit her lip before daring to look up at him.
Ye Yiheng narrowed his eyes.
She had removed all ornaments from her hair and face, presenting herself in such unadorned purity that it left him somewhat dazed.
She was like natural jade, exquisitely carved into form, especially those eyes of hers, clear and bright. As they unblinkingly fixed on him, filled with timid fear yet also seeming to harbor expectation, they inexplicably ensnared his interest…
His gaze inadvertently shifted to her slightly open collar, moving down from her slender, graceful neck to the anxious and incessantly heaving point at her chest.
He recalled the moment his hand was grasped by her and placed against that very spot, as well as the moment behind the screen at the Imperial College when she turned around, leaving his throat so dry that he found the Adam’s apple moving up and down involuntarily.
Hurriedly averting his gaze, he parted his thin lips, “I shall leave now.”
Leng Yu Yan closed her eyes and took a deep breath, carefully grasping two of his fingers and holding tightly.
“Your Highness, please be careful on your way!”
Her hand was very small, and it felt even smaller holding just two of his fingers.
Ye Yiheng’s heart gave a jolt, this woman was four years his junior, and it felt ungentlemanly to press her this way.
But he also didn’t know how to console or comfort her, so he just wrapped his arms around her and hugged her tight, “Leave the matter of our marriage to me.”
His muscles tensed as he held her with one arm so tightly that she struggled to breathe, feeling as if her body had been reshaped. She managed to say in a strained voice, “Your Highness, I, I can’t breathe…”
Ye Yiheng coughed lightly and let her go.
Having held her tender form in his embrace, he had unconsciously increased his strength, almost as if he wanted to crush her in his arms.
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Shocked by the thought at the bottom of his heart, Ye Yiheng’s ears turned red, and he quickly leaped out of the window, disappearing into the night.
Returning to the Eastern Palace, he summoned Mo Chen and Ruofeng through the night.
“You two go and investigate what has happened between the old man and the Prince Zhenbei Mansion in the past two days?”
Something must have happened for Leng Yu Yan to be so anxious to marry him.
Her only purpose in marrying him was the Prince Zhenbei Mansion.
Could it be that the old man had done something to the Prince Zhenbei Mansion again?
Mo Chen Ruo Feng followed orders together.
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The next morning, Leng Yu Yan called for Miao Zhu to help tie the straps of her chest binder.
While carefully tying it, Miao Zhu laughed with deep meaning.
Hearing her strange laughter, Leng Yu Yan couldn’t help but ask, “What are you laughing at?”
Miao Zhu leaned over, smiling, “The Commandery Princess has grown quite a bit. The chest wrap made half a year ago at the Linqing Pavilion now feels small.”
Leng Yu Yan’s cheeks flushed red. No wonder on the day of the archery exam, she had tied it very tightly, but just a little warm-up had made the chest wrap threaten to slip down.
She pressed her chest, a thought crossing her mind.
Almost simultaneously, she voiced her thought, “Miao Zhu, do you think if two people were to hug, could the other person feel it?”
“Do you mean whether the wrapping of the chest would still allow one to feel?” Miao Zhu laughed again, “The chest wrap is made of cloth, not iron sheets; naturally, one would feel it.”
Upon hearing this, Leng Yu Yan’s face burned with embarrassment. If she could be felt while wearing a chest wrap, then naturally, it was all too obvious without the wrap.
The day before the archery exam, someone had held her while she was still wrapped up.
But last night, she hadn’t worn the chest wrap; beneath her inner clothes, she had only worn her heart clothes.
And he had held her so tightly!
Ye Yiheng, you playboy!
Inside the Eastern Palace, Ye Yiheng sneezed.
Seeing this, Song Guo immediately closed the window.
“These days are getting colder. Your Highness should take care, not to catch a cold, for once you do and your cold disease acts up, it would not be good.”
Ye Yiheng gave a light “Hmm”, “Follow me to the study.”
Song Guo agreed and smartly offered his arm.
As soon as the master and servant arrived in the study, Mo Chen and Ruofeng came to report.
Mo Chen bowed, “Your Highness, yesterday morning, the Old Prince Zhenbei and Prince Zhenbei both entered the palace to express their desire to return to Beilan City.”
“The Emperor said that the Tian Family and the Prince Mansion have not yet formed a marriage alliance and advised the Prince Zhenbei Mansion not to rush back to Beilan City.”
Ruofeng added, “Prince Zhenbei argued with reason, as the weather is becoming colder, fearing that when winter arrives, the northern neighboring countries might invade for wintertime supplies. Yet the Emperor still disagreed, insisting on choosing a good husband for Princess Beilan.”
“At that moment, the old Prince said the Crown Prince and the Commandery Princess were already fond of each other and asked the Emperor if he didn’t want to facilitate this joyful union.”
Ye Yiheng scoffed with a laugh, “And how did the old man phrase it?”
“The Emperor said, ‘The Crown Prince is my legitimate son, and in both affection and reason, it’s my duty to speak well of him. Yet, both of you ministers know that the Crown Prince is blind and frail; honestly, he’s not a suitable match for the Commandery Princess.’ Your Highness, these were the Emperor’s exact words.”
