On Our Wedding Night, I Discovered the Crown Prince's Hidden Illness-Chapter 794: Only Like You

Leng Yu Yan’s face turned crimson, her delicate body trembling, her soft hands weakly pressing against someone’s shoulder.

"Your Highness, please get up!"

Her voice contained a crying tone, sounding both delicate and gentle, pitiful indeed.

She should have insisted on staying at the Prince Mansion, but once back at the Eastern Palace, he had pinned her on the couch and kissed her.

Later on, he even...

He had said he would not touch her tonight, but his lips had become increasingly deceitful!

Ye Yiheng wiped the corner of his lips with his thumb, his sensual lips shining, invoking imaginative thoughts.

"I’ll be back soon," his hoarse voice said as he got out of bed, his thin lips kissing her forehead, "Wait for me obediently."

Saying this, he did not forget to adjust her clothing and cover her pale legs with the hem of her skirt.

Outside the room, Jian Lecheng’s urgent voice could be heard, "Your Highness, I have urgent news!"

Ye Yiheng straightened his flawless robe, "Understood."

His voice seemed impatient.

Hearing this, Jian Lecheng quickly bowed his head, feeling as if he had come at an inappropriate time.

Song Guo, annoyed, pointed at him with her index finger, "What urgent matter could there be at this time?"

Jian Lecheng lowered his voice, "There really is an urgent matter."

At that moment, Ye Yiheng came out of the bedroom, quickly closing the door behind him.

"What is it?"

Jian Lecheng bowed his head, speaking softly, "Tonight, Ji Qingyu asked me to drink with him."

Ye Yiheng stepped out, "Let’s talk in the study."

Jian Lecheng hurriedly followed.

At this moment, inside the bedroom, Leng Yu Yan looked at the heart clothes torn from the bed and the ruined pants, covering her burning cheeks.

How could he take advantage of her like that?

Oh heavens!

The dignified Crown Prince, usually so proud and reserved, had just behaved so rashly!

These past few days, her intimacy with him had been too much, too excessive, she still couldn’t accept it.

Embarrassed to the extreme, she felt hot all over, moving her toes from the bed to the floor, trying to stand but almost collapsing.

Holding onto the edge of the bed, she barely stood up, took a few slow steps, but found walking felt like stepping on cotton.

No, no, she needed to soak in the bath.

Elsewhere, Ye Yiheng led Jian Lecheng to the small building’s study.

As soon as they entered the study, Jian Lecheng began, "Your Highness, Ji Qingyu unusually asking me out for drinks, there must be some ulterior motive."

"What did he say?"

Ye Yiheng lifted his robe and sat down, gesturing to the chair opposite.

Jian Lecheng nodded in thanks and sat down, "He said he wants to cure his cold disease, and asked me how much gold it would take to meet the Pavilion Master at Linqing Pavilion."

Ye Yiheng coldly said, "He must have guessed Yu Yan’s identity as the Pavilion Master."

Jian Lecheng stood up anxiously, "But I never mentioned that the Crown Princess Consort is the Pavilion Master!"

Ye Yiheng waved his finger, indicating for him to sit and speak.

"A few days ago, Yu Yan gave Ji Qingyu a bottle of antidote that is precisely for treating the cold disease."

Jian Lecheng sat down again, and upon hearing this, he hit the armrest of the chair angrily, "Damn it all! From his words, it seems the cold disease is still tormenting him, the despicable and shameless villain, trying to deceive me!"

"Ji Qingyu is usually careless, not taking many things to heart, but once he does, with his intelligence, he might also guess Yu Yan’s identity."

Ye Yiheng slowly clenched and unclenched his knuckles, making a cracking sound.

Jian Lecheng asked uncertainly, "Just with the antidote for cold disease, he’s able to conclude?"

Ye Yiheng shook his head, "The Imperial Aunt was healed by Yanyan. At the time, he didn’t think much about it. Now, it must be the antidote for cold disease that worked." Speaking of which, his eyebrows quivered slightly, "Tonight he came looking for you to confirm it."

Jian Lecheng then asked, "So, when Ji Qingyu came to drink with me, he still wasn’t sure of the Crown Princess Consort’s identity as Pavilion Master?"

Ye Yiheng replied, "Your coming to the Eastern Palace right now has provided him with a definite answer."

"I intentionally waited until he had left before coming to the Eastern Palace, so..."

"If he didn’t want you to see him, how would you know he was near the Duke Mansion?"

Hearing this, Jian Lecheng quickly rose from his seat and knelt down, "Your Highness, I was wrong!"

"Rise," Ye Yiheng said indifferently.

Jian Lecheng was very uneasy, "Your Highness, with the Crown Princess Consort’s identity as Pavilion Master exposed, what should we do when the Emperor demands the Elixir of Immortality?"

Ye Yiheng replied coolly, "Where would Ji Qingyu obtain evidence to prove that Yanyan is the Linqing Pavilion Master?"

"Exactly!" Jian Lecheng sprang up from the floor, "Ji Qingyu has no evidence, and even if he knows the Crown Princess Consort is the Divine Doctor, as long as the Crown Princess Consort does not admit it, he can’t produce any evidence. Princess Heng Yuan’s hand and Ji Qingyu’s cold disease alone can’t prove that the Crown Princess Consort is the Divine Doctor; it can only indicate that the Crown Princess Consort’s medical skill is indeed profound."

"There are many in the world proficient in medicine and even more mistaken for being a Divine Doctor."

Ye Yiheng pondered; what needed to be done now was to prevent Ji Qingyu from contacting Yanyan.

Knowing Yanyan’s identity as Pavilion Master, Ji Qingyu would likely come to threaten.

After explaining the matters clearly, Jian Lecheng left the Eastern Palace.

When Ye Yiheng returned to the bedroom in his sleeping quarters, Leng Yu Yan had just finished her bath.

She put aside the embarrassing affair and urgently asked, "Your Highness, what happened just now?"

Ye Yiheng did not hide it from her and briefly relayed what Jian Lecheng had said; then concluded, "Ji Qingyu knows about your identity as Pavilion Master now."

Leng Yu Yan sighed, "It was my negligence, only thinking about producing the antidote for cold disease, so he could no longer talk about being indebted for that half of an antidote."

Previously, she and Ji Qingyu were friends—in such circumstances, if he knew about her identity as Pavilion Master, Ji Qingyu might have helped keep it secret.

Now, she dared not think about it.

"Your Highness, do you think he will tell Father Emperor about my identity as Linqing Pavilion Master?" she asked.

Ye Yiheng shook his head, "Not for now."

He feared that Ji Qingyu would use this to threaten and attempt to take her away from his side.

"Not at all?" Leng Yu Yan was puzzled, "Then why would he go out of his way to question Young Master?"

Ye Yiheng said, "He wants..."

They were cousins, having grown up together, and understood each other’s minds the best.

Leng Yu Yan pressed further, "He wants what?"

Ye Yiheng furrowed his brow, unwilling to see her hurt, yet still said bluntly, "He wants you. Do you believe it?"

Leng Yu Yan remembered Ji Qingyu once saying whether she had tried him yet, those humiliating and filthy words, and she shuddered in fear.

The man embraced her in his arms, murmuring softly, "Would you go with him?"

Leng Yu Yan angrily retorted, "What nonsensical things are you saying, Your Highness? Whose wife am I?"

The man sighed, "My wife is so beautiful, so outstanding; many people like her. I fear that my wife’s heart might be stolen away."

Leng Yu Yan was even more infuriated, clenching her fist to punch his shoulder, "But I only like you!"

She had been kissed and touched by him; how could he still worry about her heart being stolen away?

She wasn’t frivolous. Having been seen and touched by him, she belonged to him; how could he think so embarrassingly?

Ye Yiheng gripped her arms dramatically, "What did you say?"

"I didn’t say anything."

Her eyelashes drooped, head slightly bowed, a blush slowly creeping across her cheeks.

He coaxed, "Good girl, say it again; I didn’t hear clearly just now."

Leng Yu Yan pressed her lips together, and after a long while, she said, "Your Highness, I fear Ji Qingyu might turn bad, becoming our enemy."