Chapter 91 - 91 Wishing to Reveal One's True Self
Chapter 91: Chapter 91 Wishing to Reveal One’s True Self
It was night.
The moon shone bright, its light as if washed clean.
Mo Chen revealed himself from the shadows, kneeling on one knee and clasping his hands: “Your Highness, everyone by Prince Qing’s side is tight-lipped, so for the time I am unable to glean any information.”
Ye Yiheng, seated at the far end of the desk, pressed his temples.
Mo Chen hastily added: “However, I did investigate the reason Miss Lai was driven out of the Leng Family five years ago.”
“Speak.”
“Five years ago, Miss Lai’s brother born of the same mother, Leng Yi, died in battle. Upon hearing the news, her mother collapsed in grief and soon passed away. Less than a month after the death of his principal wife, Father Lai legitimized his concubine as his new wife. At the banquet celebrating the event, Miss Lai wanted to confront Father Lai, but because of her ugly appearance with dark, pockmarked skin and a bloated stature resembling a pig’s head, she was ridiculed by all the guests. The Leng Family, deeming Miss Lai a disgrace, cast her out that very night.”
Ye Yiheng inquired: “Five years ago, were her looks and figure natural?”
Mo Chen shook his head: “Rumor has it that as a child, Miss Lai was strikingly beautiful. Because of her stunning appearance, the Wei Family had arranged a betrothal for her at an early age. On the day of the legitimization banquet, Wei Ruili, having seen Miss Lai’s ugly appearance and bloated figure, publicly called off the engagement.”
Ye Yiheng’s eyes flickered slightly: “You mean to say, someone meddled with her?”
Mo Chen nodded: “It seems likely. When Lady Lai was still alive, Miss Lai had no issues with her appearance or figure. It is said that the patches on her face appeared during the time Lady Lai passed away.”
“Continue investigating things related to Ji Qingyu, and keep an eye on Duke Dingyuan Mansion,” Ye Yiheng pinched the bridge of his nose.
Tian Family’s intrigues were sinister, and the noble families were not clean either.
Go to 𝑛𝗈𝘃𝕘𝘰.co
“Yes, Your Highness,” Mo Chen then said, “Fortunately, Miss Lai has now regained her figure and complexion. It is said that Wei Ruili deeply regrets breaking off the engagement and has expressed his affection for Miss Lai more than once.”
Ye Yiheng uttered an “Mmh,” the Wei Family was not to be feared, even less so Wei Ruili.
—
The following day.
Leng Yu Yan walked across the grounds of Xinya Academy, when suddenly a gust of wind blew, lifting the veil from her face.
Even though she quickly smoothed it back into place with her hands, many still caught a glimpse of her features.
Especially Xu Yaxiang, who stood transfixed, unable to regain her composure for a long time.
Lai Manting saw her standing there and quickly walked over to ask: “Yaxiang, what’s wrong?”
“The wind blew her veil away for a moment, and I saw the ugly girl’s patches!” Xu Yaxiang moved her lips and suddenly sneered, “I must draw those patches and post them on the academy’s bulletin board for all the students to see.”
Lai Manting laughed: “I have seen them before, I can help you with that.”
After a brief discussion, the two of them burst into laughter together.
At the end of school, nearly everyone in the academy was talking about the pattern of patches on Leng Yu Yan’s face.
Some even bolder individuals wanted to lift her veil.
These things, Leng Yu Yan did not care about.
But Ye Yiheng, he did not mind the patches on her face and still wanted to be tied to her. This made her not want to wear the patches anymore, since they were of no use in rejecting a marriage.
Yet having worn the patches when she returned to the capital to face court, she could not readily remove them now.
She needed to find a way to “remove” them with legitimate justification.
While riding back to the Eastern Palace in the horse carriage, Leng Yu Yan pondered over this issue.
Miao Zhu, seeing her mistress deep in thought the whole way, waited until they were back at Tingfeng Garden to ask: “Miss, are you troubled by something?”
Leng Yu Yan shared what had happened at the academy and then added: “What do you think if I don’t wear the patches or veil at the Flower Festival, but instead show my true face?”
Miao Zhu was startled, reminding her in a lower voice: “Miss, that would be a crime of deceiving the emperor!”
“I know, I need to think of some reason,” Leng Yu Yan mused for a moment, then said, “The weather is suitable now, but during summer, wearing the veil and patches would be suffocating, wouldn’t it?”
Miao Zhu blinked: “Then Miss could say you had the help of a Divine Doctor.”
Leng Yu Yan shook her head: “No, that would lead to too many asking about the Divine Doctor’s whereabouts.”
Upon hearing this, Miao Zhu nodded, “That could also be true.”
—
Marquis Ningyuan’s Mansion, Leng Family.
Leng Manting warmly hosted Xu Yaxiang for dinner in her courtyard.
After dinner, Leng Manting dismissed everyone else and handed a small porcelain bottle to Xu Yaxiang.
Xu Yaxiang pinched the delicate bottle and examined it, puzzled, “What is this?”
Leng Manting leaned in close, whispering in her ear, “This substance, when sprinkled on clothes, will make someone unbearably itchy.”
“Manting, what do you mean?”
Leng Manting inwardly cursed her for being a fool; she had made herself very clear, yet this woman still did not understand?
However, on the surface, she smiled sweetly, “In a few days, during the Flower Festival, the clothes of the Flower God and Flower Fairy will be handled by Lady Cao. You are on good terms with Lady Cao, so think of a way to sprinkle this medicine powder onto certain people’s clothes…”
Xu Yaxiang suddenly understood and burst into laughter, “What a great idea!”
After her laugh, Xu Yaxiang asked in a low voice, “But just how severe is this itch?”
Leng Manting smiled mysteriously, placing a hand over her lips, “So severe that one would strip their clothes off in public, not to mention the veil. Nothing will stay on the person’s body!”
“In that case, wonderful!” Xu Yaxiang was thrilled, “Although the ugly woman’s face is marred with patches, her figure is truly enticing. I’m sure there are plenty who would like to see!”
Leng Manting nodded with a smile, “This matter must be kept secret!”
“Of course!” Xu Yaxiang clutched the porcelain bottle tightly, patting her chest, “Leave the sprinkling of the powder to me!”
Leng Manting’s smile grew wider.
When time came, Leng Yu Yan would be thoroughly embarrassed, inside and out!
If it wasn’t for the fact that she had to save the little girl to marry the blind Crown Prince, she would have devised a plan to destroy the girl’s innocence.
—
Eastern Palace, Tingfeng Garden.
Listening to the wind outside, Leng Yu Yan propped her cheek, lost in thought; today’s strong wind had lifted her veil. If the wind on the day of the Flower Festival were this strong, what should she do?
The veil was too light and really unsuitable.
Suddenly, she remembered that someone had given her a gold tassel curtain last time, which was weighty and surely would not be lifted by the wind.
Thinking this, Leng Yu Yan got up to look for Ye Yiheng.
That someone was not in the study, and after asking a palace maid, she learned he had already returned to his bedroom.
She was hesitant to go to his bedroom.
Unexpectedly, she heard the voice of Song Guo from behind, “Miss, do you wish to see His Highness?”
Leng Yu Yan turned around and saw Song Guo carrying a lantern in one hand and holding a case in the other.
It seemed her earlier question to the palace maid about where the Crown Prince was had been overheard by him, so she nodded, “Yes, I’d like to borrow something from His Highness.”
Song Guo smiled and nodded, “Miss, please follow me.”
As he spoke, he took the initiative to lead the way, the lantern conveniently illuminating the path in front of her.
This person was indeed thoughtful and meticulous, Leng Yu Yan pursed her lips, thinking that she would have to ask someone for the loan anyway, so why not do it now rather than another day.
However, as she followed Song Guo’s steps to the outside of someone’s bedroom, she unexpectedly encountered Fan Minmin running out crying.
And Fan Minmin’s neckline was undone, with her skin at the chest faintly visible.
“Uh…” Leng Yu Yan immediately stopped, “Eunuch Song Guo, I think I will come another day.”
Unexpectedly, before Song Guo could reply, from inside came the voice of Ye Yiheng, “Crown Princess Consort, come in!”