On Our Wedding Night, I Discovered the Crown Prince's Hidden Illness-Chapter 272 - Lift Her Skirt

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Chapter 272: Chapter 272 Lift Her Skirt

Even though the Crown Prince and the Commandery Princess were both present, as long as Lai Ran drank the wine from Beauty Wang’s flask, Lai Ran would act as if he were drunk. At that time, the plan could still be implemented.

Thinking this, the Emperor’s face lit up with pleasure.

Ye Yiheng raised his hand. “Commandery Princess, please help me to my seat.”

“Yes, Your Highness.”

Leng Yu Yan naturally took hold of his arm, and in the moment she did, she gently pinched his wrist.

Ye Yiheng understood and discreetly patted the back of her hand.

Seeing this, Lai Ran furrowed his brow…

This kid is always taking liberties!

Leng Yu Yan escorted Ye Yiheng to an open seat by the stone table, and just then, her nose twitched—three flasks of wine were present.

One by the Emperor, one by Father King, and one held by Beauty Wang.

Upon careful discernment, the problem lay with the flask held by Beauty Wang!

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Just then, Beauty Wang lifted the flask, moving closer to Lai Ran. “Prince, please indulge me, as the Crown Prince and Commandery Princess are both present, I am serving wine on the Emperor’s orders.”

The Emperor laughed. “Exactly, with the two children here, let Beauty Wang serve the wine. I’m sure your Princess will not mind!”

Lai Ran covered his cup with his hand, finding it difficult to say, “Your Majesty, what you don’t know is that ever since an incident caused by drinking sixteen years ago, I haven’t let anyone else pour my drink. Moreover, since Beauty Wang is one of the Emperor’s concubines, it’s not appropriate for her to serve me wine. It wouldn’t be proper etiquette.”

Leng Yu Yan flashed a faint smile, reached out, and grasped the flask from Beauty Wang’s hand. “I’ll do it. Father King doesn’t drink wine poured by others. But wine poured by his daughter, he will drink.”

The Emperor laughed heartily. “Very good indeed!”

Perfect!

With Leng Yu Yan serving, Lai Ran had no choice but to drink.

His original plan today was to have Beauty Wang serve the wine. Before the banquet, Beauty Wang had taken medicine, and when the hour came, she would faint. Beauty Wang serving drinks to Lai Ran multiple times would surely provide an opportunity for her to collapse into Lai Ran’s arms.

Thus, he would have an excuse to imprison Lai Ran.

To ensure nothing went wrong, he had spiked the flask held by Beauty Wang with a Knockout Drug. Once Lai Ran drank it, he would not only hold Beauty Wang but also do so as she fell unconscious. In the Water Pavilion, this scene would be witnessed by many, leading to Lai Ran’s ruin.

Meanwhile, Beauty Wang had tried to comfort Lai Ran with gentle words and dance, but she couldn’t get close to him.

This made the Emperor extremely irritated.

Just when he was anxious, Lai Ran’s daughter proposed to serve the wine herself.

Opportunity had arisen. Even if Beauty Wang had not collapsed into Lai Ran’s arms, as long as Lai Ran drank the Knockout Drug-laced wine, he would exhibit symptoms like drunkenness. Once Lai Ran was taken away, he could be placed together with Beauty Wang, and the plan would still work!

Finally, the Emperor no longer insisted on her serving the drink. Beauty Wang, relieved, handed the flask to Leng Yu Yan.

Leng Yu Yan smiled faintly and walked toward Father King along the stone table.

The Emperor tapped his fingers lightly on the table. The plan was about to succeed; his heart, usually unexcited for many years, now throbbed due to gaining control of the Northern Garrison!

As Leng Yu Yan passed by Ye Yiheng, with her free hand she pinched the hand that was holding the flask.

Seeing this, beneath the eye veil, Ye Yiheng’s handsome brows slightly twitched, and he promptly stretched out his leg.

“Crash—”

Leng Yu Yan accidentally tripped over the Crown Prince’s leg and almost at the same time, her flask fell to the ground with a “smash.”

The fragrance of wine filled the air as the flask shattered.

“Ow… it hurts!”

“Yan’er!”

Lai Ran released the wine cup in his hand and hurried over.

“Yanyan…” Ye Yiheng fumbled around, crouched down, and helped her up, “It was my fault; did I trip you?”

Lai Ran was at the other end of the wine table. By the time he reached Leng Yu Yan, his precious daughter had already been embraced by the blind Crown Prince. At this moment, seeing his flower-like daughter being embraced by the blind pig, Lai Ran felt like a thousand horses galloped through his heart.

The Emperor was completely stunned!

What happened?

The well-planned scheme fell apart, and the Emperor banged on the table.

Unfortunately, the stone table was too hard. It hurt his palm so much that he scowled in anger and roared, “Crown Prince, what have you done?”

Ye Yiheng held Leng Yu Yan tightly, his face filled with apologies, “Father Emperor, calm your anger. I just stretched my leg and, unexpectedly, tripped the Commandery Princess.”

Leng Yu Yan, crying like rain pear blossoms, heard the Emperor’s accusation and quickly wiped her tears, “Emperor, it was not Your Highness’s fault! His Highness cannot see, and it was I who was not looking where I was going, and thus fell. Please do not blame the Crown Prince, it was my fault.”

Lai Ran couldn’t stand it any longer and said with distress, “Yan’er, why are you still speaking for him? I can see blood on your knees; your clothes are stained red!”

As if the pain fell on his daughter but ached at the father’s heart.

The floor of the Water Pavilion was paved with blue stone slabs. Such a fall really injured her knee.

Ye Yiheng felt a dull pain in his heart and lifted her horizontally, “I implore, Prince, to accompany me to the Eastern Palace, Yan’er’s knee needs treatment.”

That was a reasonable thing to say. Lai Ran muttered to himself but couldn’t help but ask, “Your Highness, holding Yan’er like this, and unable to see the road, how can you walk? Let me carry her instead.”

“No need, I will know how to walk as Yan’er will guide me, thus making the Commandery Princess my eyes.”

Ye Yiheng tightened his hold on Leng Yu Yan, having seen Leng Yuqing carrying Leng Yu Yan before, he was determined to hold her himself this time!

Hearing this, Lai Ran couldn’t help but nod, seeing that these two seemed to have a good understanding.

He saluted the Emperor on the spot, “Emperor, I have to excuse myself now. My heart is with my daughter, and I am going to the Eastern Palace; please continue drinking slowly!”

The Emperor tugged at the corner of his mouth dispassionately, “Alright, then we shall drink another day.”

The three left the palace.

Ye Yiheng carried Leng Yu Yan onto the Eastern Palace horse carriage.

Lai Ran didn’t want to see his daughter being embraced by another man, fearing that he might lose control and throw a punch right there, possibly hurting his daughter’s heart, thus he insisted on riding a horse to the Eastern Palace himself.

Before long, they had arrived at the Eastern Palace.

Ye Yiheng carrying Leng Yu Yan went straight to the bedroom, “Hurry and call for Ling Lang, and the medical woman.”

Lai Ran followed closely behind.

This was Lai Ran’s first time in the Eastern Palace; he saw his daughter being carried this way by the Crown Prince and noticed that the palace eunuchs and maids all bowed their heads without looking, some even turned their backs, all very well-disciplined and unsurprised by the sight.

Unsurprised? Had the Crown Prince frequently carried his precious daughter in front of these people?

The more he thought about it, the more unpleasant it felt…

Finally, distressed about his daughter’s knee, he set aside other concerns for the moment.

Once inside the bedroom, Leng Yu Yan was placed on the bed in a side room.

Ye Yiheng, anxious about her knee’s condition, reached out to lift her skirt.

Leng Yu Yan’s face blushed slightly and held his hand, “Your Highness, you cannot see!”

Reminded by her that he was supposed to be blind, Ye Yiheng still clutched at her skirt.

Leng Yu Yan hardened her heart and pinched the back of Ye Yiheng’s hand, “Please talk to my Father King for a moment, I will handle my knee myself.”

If he really had lifted her skirt, wouldn’t her legs have been fully exposed?