On Our Wedding Night, I Discovered the Crown Prince's Hidden Illness-Chapter 803: My Wife, My Pain

Mo Chen Ruo Feng clasped their fists and acknowledged, then left immediately.

Ye Yiheng returned to the bedroom, walked to the bedside, and said to Chun Liu, "Let me do it."

"Yes." Chun Liu nodded, stood up, and handed the bowl to Ye Yiheng.

Leng Yu Yan spoke up, "Only half a bowl left, you don’t need to do this."

Ye Yiheng, with his long slender hand holding the bowl, sat back down on the bed edge, scooped a spoonful and passed it over.

"When one is unwell, they should be cared for."

His voice remained as cool and clear as ever, yet it was laced with a gentle tenderness that was palpable.

Leng Yu Yan slightly parted her lips and swallowed the bird’s nest porridge from the spoon. Her eyes couldn’t help but redden, and soon tears began to pool, forming droplets.

Ye Yiheng passed another spoonful of porridge over.

"Plop—"

Teardrops rolled into the porridge in the spoon, creating a splash.

The man quickly placed the spoon back in the bowl, and his thumb gently wiped away her tears, "Why are you crying again?"

Upon his questioning, Leng Yu Yan’s tears seemed to break the dam.

She turned her body and buried herself in the quilt, crying silently.

Today, in front of Ji Qingyu, she didn’t cry, even though the physical discomfort was unbearable, she held back her tears.

And now, seeing him treat her with such affection and tenderness, she felt an overwhelming urge to cry.

Ye Yiheng, a bit flustered, put the bowl on the bedside and bent over to gently stroke her slender back.

"Yanyan, you can say it, maybe you’ll feel better if you do."

Leng Yu Yan turned to face him, then wrapped her arms tightly around his neck, choking up by his ear, "I thought I wouldn’t see Your Highness again, and thought in this life, I wouldn’t be able to give birth to the child from our past life."

The man gently patted her back and coaxed softly, "It’s okay, it’s okay, don’t cry."

Hearing her cry so piteously, his heart felt as if it would shatter.

Moreover, he finally understood, this little woman holds very dear the child that appeared in her womb in the past life.

That child was his and hers!

Can he assume that for the sake of that child, she will not leave him again?

"Your Highness, I was actually very scared at that time, but I didn’t cry, I didn’t want to cry in front of Ji Qingyu."

Leng Yu Yan’s shoulders shook with her sobs, her ample bosom trembling slightly with her breaths.

Upon hearing this, Ye Yiheng clasped her tightly again.

Ji Qingyu really is not a person, how could he treat her like that?

Leng Yu Yan, somewhat short of breath, said, "Um... Your Highness is holding me too tightly."

The man, hearing this, immediately released her, coughed lightly, and then picked up the bowl again, "Be good, finish the porridge."

Soon, the remaining half bowl of bird’s nest porridge was finished cleanly.

Leng Yu Yan pinched her hand slightly, and asked in a small voice, "Your Highness, could you ask Miao Zhu or Chun Liu to come here?"

Ye Yiheng, "Why?"

"I... I want them to help me go to the bathroom."

Ye Yiheng did not reply but directly picked her up horizontally and walked towards the bathroom, entering the area behind the screen.

"Your Highness, I..." Leng Yu Yan’s face gradually turned red, "I also need that..."

"I know, just wait a moment."

As he spoke, the man stepped out from behind the screen with his long legs.

When he returned, he carried a menstruation bag in his hand.

Placing the menstruation bag into her palm, he naturally stood outside the screen, "Call for me if there’s anything."

Though the situation at present was quite embarrassing, Leng Yu Yan inexplicably felt reassured.

After a while, she tidied herself up and moved her steps.

Ye Yiheng’s ears twitched, he said strangely, "Didn’t I tell you to call me?" As he spoke, his tall figure entered the partitioned area behind the screen and picked her up again.

Leng Yu Yan murmured softly, "I can actually walk by myself."

"I know." Ye Yiheng walked steadily, "Does your stomach still hurt?"

My own beloved wife, I must cherish and care for her.

He needed to always be aware of her condition.

Earlier Ji Qingyu’s roguish behavior must have indeed frightened her.

He dared not imagine, if he had been a step late, how much harm Ji Qingyu would have caused her if he succeeded?

That Ji family member truly is a beast, Yanyan is unwell, yet he still dared to...

Truly wish Mo Chen Ruo Feng could severely punish him directly this time!

Leng Yu Yan leaned her head against his chest, softly responding, "Much better now."

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Mo Chen Ruo Feng leaped into the Marquis Jiangyang Mansion, and upon locating Ji Qingyu’s residence, saw many imperial physicians coming out of his room.

At the same time, Princess Heng Yuan, Ye Yuan, along with Jiangyang Marquis Ji Liancheng, came out together, repeatedly thanking the imperial physicians.

Soon, this group of people went towards the front yard.

Seeing this, Mo Chen Ruo Feng exchanged a glance.

Mo Chen, "Now is the opportunity."

Ruo Feng, "Indeed, let’s break again what was broken, and break the intact ones together too."

The two exchanged a look of agreement, then entered Ji Qingyu’s room.

His bandaged arm was placed on a splint in front of his chest, and his injured leg was similarly placed on a splint. The difference was that his foot was raised high, resting on the railing at the foot of the bed.

Seeing them arrive, Ji Qingyu seemed unsurprised.

He asked, "Is Ah Yan well?"

Mo Chen retorted angrily, "How dare you ask?"

Ruo Feng said, "Whether the Crown Princess Consort is well or not, His Highness is taking care of it. As for Prince Qing, you’d better consider whether you want the remaining leg to break at the thigh or the calf. Make your choice." 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺

Ji Qingyu, with a bruised and swollen face, laughed, "Is it Ah Yan’s idea, or the blind man’s idea?"

Upon hearing him refer to the Crown Prince in such a manner, Mo Chen Ruo Feng’s anger intensified.

The two punched, one hitting him at the philtrum, the other at the Dantian, causing Ji Qingyu to jolt upward.

Feeling unsatisfied with beating him on the bed, Mo Chen dragged him to the floor, and together with Ruo Feng, they rained fists and kicks down upon him.

Just as they were about to break Ji Qingyu’s limbs, Ye Yuan suddenly returned.

Upon returning, she saw the Eastern Palace Guards beating her son and screamed loudly, "Help, someone save him!"

"Eldest Princess, our apologies!" Mo Chen covered Ye Yuan’s mouth, and continued, "Do you know why your son is in this condition?"

Ye Yuan shook her head, assuming that Ji Qingyu had simply offended someone and was attacked.

Mo Chen said, "Your dear son kidnapped the Crown Princess Consort and attempted something improper."

Ruo Feng’s fist struck at Ji Qingyu’s chest, sneering, "The Eldest Princess’s distinguished son really is outstanding. He went so low as to use sedatives and aphrodisiacs; truly a masterstroke!" While speaking, Ruo Feng grabbed one of Ji Qingyu’s arms, bent his leg, preparing to break his arm.

Due to her mouth being covered, Ye Yuan’s voice sounded muffled, "Wait! I will plead with the Crown Prince and Crown Princess Consort, please spare Qingyu!"

Mo Chen removed his hand from Ye Yuan’s mouth, and said nothing.

Fearing their refusal, she added, "The imperial physicians said, if the bone is fractured again, Qingyu might not survive. The Crown Prince is the heir, and with Qingyu as his cousin, it won’t be proper for something to happen at this point, it’ll be of no benefit to the Crown Prince’s future ascension!"

As she spoke, she showed Mo Chen and Ruo Feng her once fused fingers, "This hand was injured back then when I protected the Crown Prince. If you both truly want to break a hand, then break mine!"

Having reached such an emotional point, Mo Chen Ruo Feng could not continue.

Mo Chen said, "We dare not defy His Highness’s orders. Whether to spare Prince Qing, Eldest Princess should personally ask the Crown Prince."