On Our Wedding Night, I Discovered the Crown Prince's Hidden Illness-Chapter 181 - : Inexplicable Joy

Chapter 181 -181: Inexplicable Joy

Ye Yiheng and his entourage descended the mountain, boarded the ship, and swiftly sailed away from the main peak where Linqing Pavilion was located.

As the sun set, the last ray of light cast a brilliant display of evening clouds.

The sky gradually darkened, and Ye Yiheng removed his eye veil to look out into the distance.

At this moment, the mountain ranges were steep and majestic, shrouded in mist and clouds, with birds returning to their nests, silent and solemn.

Soon, the peaks dimmed, the mountain shadows danced, and a gentle breeze passed by, carrying with it the faint sound of a pine forest’s roar.

Suddenly, there was nothing but a gray void before him.

Ye Yiheng let out a self-deprecating chuckle…

He had become blind again.

The timing was just right—he hadn’t spoken to the Divine Doctor at Linqing Pavilion, but it was as if they had engaged in a silent contest.

From ascending to descending the mountain, he had come to appreciate the stunning beauty of Linqing Pavilion’s territory at dusk.

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More importantly, he had obtained medicinal herbs.

There were so many medicines for eye diseases in the world, and the Imperial Hospital sent countless eye medicine packets to the Eastern Palace every year. Yet the few packets he received today inexplicably filled him with a certain joy that was hard to put into words.

How strange!

“Song Guo.” He tilted his head slightly.

Song Guo, who had been silently following behind, stepped forward two steps: “Your Highness, what are your orders?”

“It’s already night, boil three maces of the medicine,” Ye Yiheng pressed his eye sockets, as symptoms of discomfort around his eyes appeared immediately with his loss of sight.

“Yes, Your Highness.”

Seeing the Crown Prince press on his eye sockets, Song Guo’s mind was filled with an ominous thought.

His master, when blind or in discomfort, often did this—could it be…

He stepped forward another two steps and asked softly, “Your Highness, you can’t see again?”

Ye Yiheng nodded slightly.

Song Guo’s mind grew tense, and he hurried to prepare the medicine.

At this time, inside Linqing Pavilion.

Leng Yu Yan, listening to reports from below, relaxed somewhat upon learning that Ye Yiheng and his party had already left.

Chun Liu suggested, “Pavilion Master, since the Crown Prince has left and Ruofeng didn’t stay either, why don’t you and Miao Zhu rest well in the pavilion for a few days before you set off for the border?”

Xia Tao also said, “It’s already mid-April, and it’s a long journey from here to Beilan City. Even riding fast, it will take at least a month. By the time you arrive at Beilan City, it will almost be June.”

The journey is much longer than from the capital city to Linqing Pavilion, and also longer than from Linqing Pavilion to Jiangzhou.

Chun Liu continued, “Considering such a long distance, the maids are worried. If Pavilion Master decides not to take us with you, please rest well in the pavilion before you set off.”

Leng Yu Yan listened quietly and then said, “You two, of course, should stay in the pavilion to manage everything for me. The journey to Beilan City is indeed long, so I will follow your advice, rest for a few days, and then leave.”

The blind man had already left, after all.

The feeling as if a ferocious beast was chasing after her had dissipated, and her mood had also eased a lot.

However, thinking of Brother Lai’s instructions and the symptoms of Princess Zhenbei that he described, she should prepare some nerve and emotion-regulating medicines in these coming days.

—

Before going to bed that night.

Accompanied by the sound of the boat slicing through the water, Song Guo brought a small bowl of medicine to the Crown Prince’s room from the back kitchen.

“Your Highness, three maces of herb were boiled into this small amount; please take it,” he said.

He placed the small medicine bowl into Ye Yiheng’s hand.

Ye Yiheng drank it in one gulp, his brow furrowing slightly.

Seeing the Crown Prince react this way, Song Guo couldn’t help but ask, “Is it bitter?”

Ye Yiheng coughed once: “Bitter.”

The medicinal ingredients, before they were boiled, had a fresh fragrance that was quite pleasant.

Who would have thought they would be even more bitter than coptis upon tasting!

“They say good medicine tastes bitter; this medicine’s bitterness must mean its effectiveness in improving vision is certain,” Song Guo said. “Your Highness, let me get you a brocade box of preserved fruits.”

Ye Yiheng waved his hand: “No need.”

On the other side.

Xia Tao was helping Leng Yu Yan bathe.

The fragrant bath gently poured over Leng Yu Yan’s fair arms, as delicate as lotus roots, prompted Xia Tao to inquire, “Pavilion Master, today you asked this maid to take out the herbs, but that is only a single herb, not yet a recipe. Do you think the Crown Prince will take it?”

That herb has an extremely bitter taste, which, if included in a recipe, would require the addition of sweeter herbs to balance the bitterness.

“Let him take it or not.”

Who told him to chase after Linqing Pavilion.

Moreover, Jian Lecheng has discussed with him numerous times, wanting to attack Linqing Pavilion.

She gave him the medicine, which she personally picked, without charging him a penny. No matter how one looks at it, he gained while she lost.

Even to this moment, she still couldn’t understand why she impulsively picked the medicine for eye diseases that day?

However, today it finally came into use.

The next day, Ye Yiheng woke up.

The discomfort around his eyes had indeed decreased significantly, which proved that the bitter medicine was indeed effective.

The people around him who knew of the recurrence of his eye disease were all very excited when they heard this news.

The eye medicine packs from the Imperial Hospital had been used by the truckload but had not been as immediately effective as the bitter medicine he took last night.

The Divine Doctor truly lives up to his reputation!

Suddenly, Ye Yiheng felt hopeful that his eye disease could be cured, and so, Leng Yu Yan, this heartless and lungless woman, had one less excuse to leave him.

Strangely, though, after a whole night of rapid travel, the ship was getting further and further from Linqing Pavilion’s territory.

In his heart, it seemed his obsession with a certain woman was deepening.

Yet, last evening, this feeling was absent.

Could it be that he really needed to seek her out and bind her to his side once again?

But as soon as he thought of what Elder Mrs. Zhang had said, Ye Yiheng fell into confusion.

With that confusion, after several days of rapid sailing, the Crown Prince and his entourage finally returned to the capital city.

—

The weather was clear and sunny that day.

Leng Yu Yan planned to set off with Miao Zhu.

Heading to the border, they would inevitably pass through many counties and provinces. To avoid unnecessary trouble, both Leng Yu Yan and Miao Zhu dressed as men—a young master and a servant.

Because the weather was getting warmer, Chun Liu had sewn quite a number of chest bindings for Leng Yu Yan.

Before leaving, Chun Liu mysteriously handed over a small bundle.

Leng Yu Yan asked, “What is this?”

Chun Liu’s lips curled in a smile, but she did not answer.

Miao Zhu, standing nearby, took the bundle and laughed. After having her fill of laughter, she said, “Sister Chun Liu, it seems we had the same idea.”

She had also prepared several additional chest bindings for her mistress.

The two maids laughed so much that it piqued Leng Yu Yan’s curiosity. She snatched the bundle back and couldn’t help but blush as she looked inside.

Since Ji Qingyu pointed out that she didn’t look like a man the last time, chest bindings had become a necessary accessory when she dressed as a man.

Leng Yu Yan, with a flushed face, said, “Alright, I appreciate the thought.”

But then Xia Tao suddenly appeared, laughing, “Pavilion Master, don’t forget to unbind yourself before you sleep.”

Then Chun Liu reminded her, “Pavilion Master, although the binding materials are breathable, it’s still better to listen to Xia Tao. Besides, you are only fifteen and still need to grow.”

Leng Yu Yan’s face turned completely red, even her earlobes were adorably flushed.

“You lot, even daring to jest at this Pavilion Master? Do you believe that I won’t leave and instead marry you three off first?”

Miao Zhu: “Please don’t, we still need to serve the Pavilion Master.”

Chun Liu: “Even if we marry, we still want to stay by the Pavilion Master’s side!”

Xia Tao: “The Pavilion Master is getting shy, let’s give her a moment to calm down.”

The three maids, holding back their giggles, left the bedroom.

Shortly after, Leng Yu Yan was ready to go, and with Miao Zhu, they bade farewell to the Pavilion Members of Linqing Pavilion and galloped away on horseback.

—

In the capital city, Imperial Palace, Cining Palace.

The Empress Dowager somehow heard that the Crown Prince’s trip to Jiangnan was to find Leng Yu Yan.

Now, seeing the Crown Prince returned, she drafted an Imperial Decree overnight, bestowing Zheng Liqi upon Ye Yiheng as the Crown Princess Consort.

She planned to send the Imperial Decree to the Eastern Palace early the next morning.