On Our Wedding Night, I Discovered the Crown Prince's Hidden Illness-Chapter 52 - At My Disposal
Chapter 52: Chapter 52 At My Disposal
Leng Yu Yan’s lips curled into a cold smirk, “Too bad it’s now at my disposal.”
Someone called out, “What do you intend to do with it?”
Leng Yu Yan ignored them, stretching out the finger hooked through the Jade Pendant in front of Prince Liang and Leng Man Ting.
The Jade Pendant snapped loudly…
Falling onto the stage.
The schoolyard’s stage was paved with limestone slabs, and when the Jade Pendant was dropped, it immediately suffered scratches, and one corner broke off.
The female students below gasped in shock.
“Ah—”
“Don’t—”
Leng Yu Yan glanced at the Jade Pendant at her feet and slightly hooked her lips, “It’s pretty durable.”
Leng Man Ting’s face was stiff, her hands clenched tightly with the veins on the back of her hands standing out starkly, looking at Leng Yu Yan with eyes that seemed like they could shoot out fire at any moment.
Her own treasured Jade Pendant, so desecrated by this ugly girl.
She shifted her gaze toward Prince Liang.
But Prince Liang wasn’t looking at her.
Leng Man Ting’s heart felt as though it had been dipped into icy well water, warmth in her body but an utterly cool heart.
Prince Liang’s eyes shifted slightly, seeing his own Jade Pendant broken without feeling a trace of anger.
Faced with Leng Man Ting’s look of utter heartbreak and forced restraint, there was a sense of disgust.
Everyone’s eyes moved to the Jade Pendant, all wanting to see how the ugly girl from the Leng Family would handle it in the end.
Someone raised their voice, “If you don’t want it, give it to me; I can still sell it for some money.”
Leng Yu Yan glanced at the crowd below, then with a kick of her foot and a swift catch in midair, the Jade Pendant was back in her hand.
The whole set of movements was as smooth as flowing water, done in one breathe.
Prince Liang took a deep breath, just now observing her actions, without Inner Strength, but her hand speed was quite fast.
As if she had some skills, yet he couldn’t be certain.
Leng Yu Yan, holding the pendant by its strap, shook it slightly, “It only lost a corner; there’s no need to drop it again. Considering its good quality, I plan to give it to the maid beside me.”
Hearing this, those below who wanted it sighed in disappointment.
Leng Man Ting bit her red lip tightly, forcefully enough to bleed.
Her eyes full of undisguised hatred.
And in her heart, it felt as if a gaping wound was wildly bleeding.
This little girl, trampling on her so, she would make her pay come the Flower Festival!
If it weren’t for her replacing her marriage to the Eastern Palace, she really wanted to kill her!
The female students who adored Prince Liang were perplexed by Leng Yu Yan’s actions, but the students from the Imperial College nodded in agreement.
In their view, if she had accepted the intact Jade Pendant, even without feelings of admiration, it would sound improper when spoken of.
Now that she had dropped it and the Jade Pendant was damaged, it was just a piece of waste jade, and gifting it wouldn’t be an issue.
This Leng Yu Yan was indeed wise!
Instantly, various discussions arose from both on stage and off.
Leng Yu Yan appeared indifferent.
With two fingers, she picked up the Thumb Ring, her voice clear and coldly pleasant, “As for this Thumb Ring…”
At the sound, the noisy din vanished instantly.
Everyone watched her, wondering what she would do with it this time.
Leng Yu Yan smiled gently, “This thing can serve as a hairpin; I’ll give it to Mrs. Zhao beside me. She can use it for sewing on a daily basis.”
After her words, applause erupted from the students of the Imperial College.
Using the Prince’s Thumb Ring as a gift for an old servant beside her…
Such a Leng Yu Yan!
Finally, Leng Yu Yan turned her gaze to the one thousand silver taels and the five hundred-tael silver note, lifting her eyes and beckoning to Lai Jiajia, “Little sister, come here.”
Lai Jiajia obediently handed the paper she was holding to Lai Yuyue and then quickly walked over to Leng Yu Yan, “Sister.”
Leng Yu Yan wrapped the one thousand silver taels with the red silk covering the ingot and stuffed the folded five hundred-tael silver note into the bundle, then pushed it towards Lai Jiajia, “Pocket money from your sister!”
Lai Jiajia couldn’t hide her surprise, “For me?”
“You don’t want it?”
“I do, I do, I do!” Lai Jiajia nodded like pounding garlic.
“Then take it!”
Lai Jiajia held it with both hands and cheered as she dove into her embrace, “Good sister, I want to hug you!”
Leng Yu Yan quickly placed a hand on her head, “Don’t act spoiled in front of so many people.”
“Yes, yes, yes!”
After dealing with the rewards, under everyone’s gaze, Leng Yu Yan made her way down from the stage with a fluttery gait, “I’ll have my aunt cook something delicious tomorrow.”
Lai Jiajia, holding 1,500 taels of sizable pocket money, followed closely behind, “Sister must be unable to eat her fill at the Eastern Palace, right?”
Leng Yu Yan paused mid-step, nearly choking on her saliva.
She had almost forgotten Lai Jiajia’s love of food, bringing up the subject of eating in front of her.
“I am able to eat my fill.”
Lai Jiajia mused to herself, “Then the food must not be good, right?”
Upon hearing this, Ye Yiheng’s expression grew darker and darker.
Leng Yu Yan turned her head to answer Lai Jiajia, who was following behind her, but unexpectedly, she saw someone with a gloomy face.
Seeing him like this, she felt quite vindicated inside.
Then she replied, “It’s passable.”
Lai Jiajia rubbed the ingot through the red silk, “Then let’s go home tonight and have mom cook us something delicious.”
As the two reached the bottom of the stage, the Mountain Master and the Sacrificial Officer were still arguing not far away.
Meanwhile, on the stage, Prince Liang walked past Lai Manting.
“Prince Liang…” Lai Manting whispered softly.
“The competition just now was tiring, rest well for a few days.”
His tone was casual, without much implication.
Upon hearing this, Lai Manting struggled to stabilize her emotions, suppressing the tremor in her voice, “I…”
Prince Liang raised his hand to interrupt her, and did not look at her, “Failure is common, Third Miss Lai should not take it to heart.”
His voice carried a cool detachment.
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Lai Manting could no longer hold back, tears welled up in her eyes, and she ran down from the stage, lifting her skirt.
As Lai Manting ran by in front of them, Leng Yu Yan and Lai Jiajia were somewhat astonished; she had always been the most decorous and proper, such behavior today was shocking.
Li Yuyue handed Leng Yu Yan’s writings to the Mountain Master, then quickly walked towards Leng Yu Yan and Lai Jiajia, “Congratulations, a joyous victory indeed!”
“Thank you, Brother Lai!” Leng Yu Yan smiled politely in response.
Lai Jiajia was even more cheerful as she invited, “Brother Lai is family, you helped my sister, which is helping me, so come to our house for dinner tonight too.”
“Then I’ll gracefully accept the invitation.” Li Yuyue smiled warmly.
Seeing this, Ye Yiheng moved his fingers, “Back to the Eastern Palace.”
“Yes, Your Highness.”
Ye Yiheng, with a face of stern coldness, helped by Song Guo, followed by Jian Lecheng and Fan Minmin, passed by Leng Yu Yan without uttering a word.
Leng Yu Yan felt it was inexplicable.
This person, cold and frosty, left like a big block of ice exuding chill.
Looking at his expression, as if she had offended him somehow…
The Crown Prince left first, and with that, the calligraphy competition came to an end.
All the princes, the Imperial College students, and teachers also departed from the Xinya Academy.
—
That night,
Rain fell from the sky.
The rainfall was not light.
One for the rain, two for it being nighttime.
Lai Zonghui, not at ease with his niece returning to the Eastern Palace alone, thought to send someone to escort her.
Seeing this, Li Yuyue volunteered.
Lai Zonghui nodded in agreement, candidly saying, “Yu Yan has had a hard life since she was young; if her brother were still here, he’d surely be like the Princely Heir. Alas, my son is still young, not yet dependable. When Yu Yan suffered bullying outside, there was no one to stand up for her.”
Being her uncle, I was too weak.
“Having the Princely Heir escort her today, Zonghui is deeply grateful!” As he spoke, Lai Zonghui bowed with clasped hands.
Li Yuyue hurriedly supported him, “Uncle Hui, you speak too seriously!”
