On Our Wedding Night, I Discovered the Crown Prince’s Hidden Illness

Chapter 94: Chapter 94: The Sardonic Crown Prince

Miao Zhu kept nodding. Her Miss’s words were always absolutely correct!

Leng Yu Yan hissed and withdrew her hand.

Seeing this, Miao Zhu wondered, “Miss, you’re not taking it?”

“No need, the silver needle is enough.”

Soon after, the servant and master left the inner room.

Following Song Guo’s steps, Leng Yu Yan went to someone’s bedroom.

Dinner was set in the dining hall of the bedroom annex.

Looking at the table that was already halfway set, Leng Yu Yan couldn’t help but mutter, was he really just inviting her to share dinner?

Was she unduly suspicious?

“Miss, please wait a moment. I will call His Highness,” Song Guo said with a smile.

“Alright,” Leng Yu Yan nodded faintly.

Song Guo took a few steps back and left the dining hall.

Gazing at the dining hall’s arrangement, none of it made her feel dizzy.

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After visiting his bedroom more frequently in recent days, she had gradually identified a pattern.

That was, inside his main bedroom chamber, she would experience dizziness, as well as in that palace with fluttering veils in her dreams. Besides that, places not appearing in her dreams wouldn’t cause a dizzy sensation.

Moments later, Ye Yiheng came in, leaning on Song Guo’s arm, walking slowly.

At that moment, the meal was completely arranged, and Song Guo placed a brocade box on the dining table before leading all the palace maids and eunuchs to retreat.

As they left, they didn’t forget to close each of the more than ten hall doors.

“This…” Leng Yu Yan raised her hand pointing to the door.

Song Guo poked her head back in, explaining, “Miss, His Highness has been suffering from his cold disease these past few days; it’s not good for him to be in a draft.”

“Oh, then the doors should be closed,” Leng Yu Yan pursed her lips.

Song Guo smiled gently, retracted her head, and shut the final hall door.

His Highness and Miss Lai were about to enjoy dinner together; it was only natural to close the doors. In this way, they could be intimate with ease.

He really was a clever little devil!

Ye Yiheng’s slender, jade-like fingers removed his eye veil, his voice clear and cold, “There’s no one else here; you can take off your face veil.”

Leng Yu Yan twisted her brows, “Won’t that spoil your appetite, Your Highness?”

He pointed to the seat on the other side, “Sit there.”

“Oh,” Leng Yu Yan responded.

After she changed seats and removed her face veil, Leng Yu Yan realized—

The position she now occupied allowed him, when he looked at her, to see just the smooth side of her face.

The blemishes were on the other side, invisible to him.

I thought you were different; or should I say, you deviated from the legend that prefers beauties.

To think, you rascal, are just a male animal that values looks!

Leng Yu Yan muttered to herself, her hand unconsciously gripping her chopsticks tightly enough to make a crisp sound against the plate.

Ye Yiheng, hearing this, faintly moved his eyebrows.

The meal proceeded in utter silence; he did not speak, and she felt it inappropriate to break the silence.

Perhaps it was due to the many rules of the Tian Family, the so-called silence during meals and rest.

In her dreams, he also rarely spoke when they were together in those moments.

How could she even think of such things?

Involuntarily, a faint blush colored her cheeks.

Just then, Ye Yiheng placed his chopsticks on the rest, and without meaning to, raised his eyes to see a thin layer of redness seeming to mist over her face. He quickly averted his gaze.

She hadn’t drunk any wine; how was it that she seemed intoxicated?

It must be said, from the angle he had looked, he saw her flawless profile.

Her skin was a radiant white tinged with pink, delicate like a lotus emerging from the water.

It seems that the news Mo Chen had found, about Leng Yu Yan’s remarkable beauty even at a young age, was indeed true.

Leng Yu Yan touched her flaming cheeks and pursed her lips, seeing that he had finished eating, she too put down her chopsticks.

“Thank you for your hospitality, Your Highness,” she rose from her seat. “It’s getting late, I shall take my leave.”

Ye Yiheng pointed to a brocade box beside him, “The tassel curtain has been modified, try it on.”

It turned out that his invitation to dine was to give her the modified tassel curtain.

Leng Yu Yan opened the brocade box, and at a first glance, the tassel inside looked the same as the one she had seen before, but when she picked it up, it felt much lighter.

It turned out that the crossbeam part had been hollowed out.

When worn, it was somewhat like wearing a half pair of modern glasses, light and more drapey than an eye veil, but sturdy enough to prevent wind from blowing it away.

Even more thoughtfully, a layer of white gauze had been added to the back of the tassel.

That way, the blemishes were completely out of sight.

“Thank you, Your Highness!” Leng Yu Yan sincerely thanked. “I will take good care of it and return it after the Flower Festival.”

It was made of pure gold and quite valuable.

“It’s yours to keep, no need to return it,” Ye Yiheng said indifferently. “Besides, I have no one else by my side with an ugly face like yours that needs to hide behind it.”

Leng Yu Yan was taken aback by his remark.

His previous words had moved her.

But before the feeling could last a moment, the next sentence abruptly pulled her back to reality.

Leng Yu Yan stiffened her face, took off the tassel curtain and placed it back into the brocade box, donned her own veil, then bowed and left without a word, holding the brocade box.

It’s no wonder no one wants to marry him!

Good looks are useless.

Not only because he’s visually impaired and physically weak with a hidden illness, but most importantly—

His tongue is as poisonous as ever!

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Today was the Flower Festival.

Ordinary families would pair up to go out of town to play and admire the flowers.

The noble families in the capital all went to Duanli Manor.

Duanli Manor, built by the Tian Family, was filled with blooming flowers and bustling with colors, a place far beyond the reach of ordinary folks.

This year’s Flower Festival, hosted by several Princesses from the palace, was especially lively.

Many even described the event as a covert selection banquet for the Princes to choose their consorts.

Regarding the six Flower God and Flower Fairy selected by Xinya Academy, the aristocratic wives scorned them. In their eyes, these six had neither beauty nor grace.

However, hearing they were chosen by the Ninth Princess, they held back further comment.

After all, they were just performers, not someone selected to become a Prince’s consort.

At this moment, Mrs. Feng walked towards the seating area of the aristocratic wives, accompanied by Lai Manting.

They greeted her warmly as she approached.

Upon seeing the graceful and gentle Lai Manting, the wives lavished her with praise.

Eventually, someone said, “Third Miss Lai is a renowned talented woman in the capital. Why did she hand over the privilege of playing the Flower God to someone else for this Flower Festival?”

Mrs. Xu, mother of Xu Yaxiang, spoke up, “Ladies, you may not know, but my daughter and Third Miss Lai were originally hopeful to perform in this year’s Flower Festival. However, as you all know, the Crown Prince Consort was also among those selected, so naturally, my daughter and Third Miss Lai were not chosen.”

“It’s actually like that!”

Mrs. Xu sighed, “Indeed it is! Haven’t you heard that the Crown Prince, because of his blindness, is especially protective of the Crown Prince Consort? Given this, it would have been impossible for my daughter and Third Miss Lai not to be overlooked.”

Some shook their heads, whispering, “The Crown Prince might be blind, but is his heart blind too?”

Mrs. Feng quickly said, “Ladies, my Fifth Miss has excellent dance skills, though she might be a little less attractive. Please, for my sake, give her some encouragement and support later.”

On hearing this, everyone hastily replied, “For a mother, I wonder if she will appreciate what you’re doing?”

“Exactly, you care for her so much, no real mother would do any more!”

With a smile, Mrs. Feng responded, “I have a clear conscience, a clear conscience.”