On Our Wedding Night, I Discovered the Crown Prince's Hidden Illness-Chapter 864: Yanyan Is Delicate

Wan Chi said, "You are the Seventh Prince Consort of Beiliang, staying at the hostel with the envoy, as expected."

These words, in Ye Shi’s ears, meant he agreed to take her back to Beiliang. 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂

Of course, their conversation had another purpose, which was for the Posthouse Soldier to hear.

Sure enough, when Wan Chi led Ye Shi into the hostel, the Posthouse Soldier did not stop them.

Seeing the couple enter the hostel and head towards the guest rooms, a shadowy figure hidden across the hostel quickly left.

This person returned to the Prince Zhenbei Mansion and headed straight to Yeyu Garden.

Li Yuyue, with nowhere to channel his energy, was practicing boxing in the courtyard.

"Princely Heir, Ye Shi left the residence and waited at the hostel entrance for quite some time. When Wan Chi returned to the hostel, he took Ye Shi inside."

After reporting, another person returned to the courtyard.

"Princely Heir, Wan Chi went to the Prince Xian Mansion tonight but was refused entry. I found that Princess Xian and Prince Xian had a big argument."

Li Yuyue stopped his fists and asked, "What were Ye Zhenxian and Yu Yinglei arguing about?"

"It seems Princess Xian met Wan Chi in private, which made Prince Xian jealous, leading to their argument."

Upon hearing this, Li Yuyue laughed, "It truly came effortless, you two have worked hard, go back and rest early."

The two cupped their fists, "Yes, Princely Heir."

After the two left, Li Yuyue picked up a long spear and performed a set of floral spear techniques.

The cold light of the spear flowers danced, mesmerizing Ye Jiu.

After working up a sweat, Li Yuyue felt more at ease, the unreleaseable desire seemed to have shifted.

Unexpectedly, he turned his head to see Ye Jiu gazing at him with admiration.

Li Yuyue wiped his forehead sweat carelessly, hoarsely asked, "Why aren’t you asleep yet?"

Ye Jiu said, "I ate a bit more today, can’t sleep."

Li Yuyue glanced at her, put the long spear back, and said lightly, "You ate a lot at dinner in the Eastern Palace and then had quite a bit of fruits and candied snacks after returning. Eating like this, it’s no wonder you feel unwell."

Ye Jiu pouted, "It’s rare that the pregnancy nausea was suppressed today, can’t I eat more?" Pausing slightly, "Princely Heir, could you massage my stomach for me?"

Such a request from his own wife required his agreement.

Li Yuyue, without thinking much, agreed, "I’ll bathe first, you wait on the bed, I won’t make you wait long."

Ye Jiu giggled and nodded, caressing her yet-to-show belly, and entered the room.

After Li Yuyue finished washing and got onto the bed, he saw Ye Jiu wearing a thin, translucent nightgown waiting for him.

"Ah Ju, you..."

"Princely Heir, I want a kiss." Feeling he wouldn’t agree, Ye Jiu softened her tone, "Just a kiss, then a stomach rub, okay?"

Li Yuyue’s Adam’s apple moved, "Of course."

Yan’er’s words must be kept in mind.

Ye Jiu patted the spot beside her, gently said, "Princely Heir, come lie down."

It had been many days since they had kissed, and her stomach needed a proper rub.

Unexpectedly, things developed beyond their expectations.

Nothing unusual was noticed before sleeping, but early the next morning, Ye Jiu found some blood stains on her pants.

Recalling last night’s events, she cried out in panic.

Her cries brought Li Yuyue to the bathroom.

"What’s the matter, are you vomiting severely?"

Ye Jiu cried harder: "The child, the child is going to be lost..."

Hearing this, Li Yuyue’s heart tightly clenched.

He hurried over, staring intently at Ye Jiu’s belly, but no matter how he looked, he couldn’t see anything, so he asked, "Explain clearly!"

Ye Jiu showed the blood-stained pants to Li Yuyue, trembling lips, "Last night we lost control, husband, is our child going to be lost?"

Li Yuyue commanded himself to stay calm, he carried her horizontally onto the bed and shouted outside, "Call the house doctor!"

Lian Yan and Wei Liang heard, and ran off.

Shortly, the house doctor arrived and took Ye Jiu’s pulse.

Li Yuyue anxiously asked, "How is it, is the child in the Princess’s belly alright?"

The house doctor pondered for a moment, sighed, "Princely Heir, the Princess shows signs of miscarriage in her pulse, in such a case, I am powerless."

Ye Jiu’s heart sank, and she cried uncontrollably.

Yan’er had warned yesterday, but the development of events last night, she and the Princely Heir both harbored a fluke mind, which is why...

Li Yuyue ordered, "You all take good care of the Princess, I will go to the Eastern Palace."

He needed to find Yan’er, Yan’er would surely have a way to save Ah Ju’s child!

Having said this, Li Yuyue hurried out, picked up a whip at the gatekeeper, and rode hastily towards the Eastern Palace.

In the Eastern Palace bedroom, Leng Yu Yan was sleeping soundly.

Ye Yiheng played with her hair, occasionally kissing her tender lips.

Leng Yu Yan was kissed awake, gave him a side glance in annoyance, "Your Highness, in a good mood?"

Ye Yiheng chuckled indulgently, "After a night, is the Crown Princess Consort going to make contraceptive pills?"

Last night he had served her attentively, mostly gaining her approval.

However, he wasn’t sure, so he directly asked.

Leng Yu Yan averted her eyes, said to herself, "Last night was quite uncomfortable, so I won’t make contraceptive pills."

Ye Yiheng’s hand pressed against her lower back, pulling her into his embrace.

"Isn’t the Crown Princess Consort unclear about what is discomfort and what is pleasure?"

His voice teasing, gaze affectionate.

Leng Yu Yan paused, unable to utter a word of refutation for a long while.

At this moment, an urgent voice sounded at the bedroom door, "Their Highnesses, the Princely Heir is here, saying it’s a matter of life and death, requesting the Crown Princess Consort to go to the Prince Mansion!"

Upon hearing this, Leng Yu Yan sat up abruptly.

She reached out and pulled the person beside her, "Your Highness, get up quickly, it’s a matter of life and death, we have to go and see."

Ye Yiheng squeezed his brow, could it be that Ye Jiu wanted Yan’er to accompany her again?

Seeing her so anxious, Ye Yiheng got up with her.

The two quickly washed up and left the bedroom.

Li Yuyue, with red-rimmed eyes, strode over to the couple and grabbed Leng Yu Yan’s arm, pulling her outside the bedroom.

Ye Yiheng frowned, blocking his way, taking Leng Yu Yan back from him.

"Brother-in-law, Yan’er is delicate, pulling her like this, you’ll hurt her."

His voice was clear and commanding.

Leng Yu Yan rubbed her sore arm, softly said, "Your Highness, I’m fine." She looked up at Li Yuyue, concerned, "Brother, tell us, what happened, what’s so critical about this life-and-death matter?"

Li Yuyue gazed deeply at the arm he had grabbed, apologetic, "Sister, it was my rashness." His voice held sorrow and regret, "Ah Ju’s child in her belly might not survive, the house doctor said there are signs of miscarriage."

"Ah?" Leng Yu Yan said anxiously, "I will take a look." She turned her head, "Miao Zhu, get the medical box."

Miao Zhu complied, quickly bringing out the medical box.

The breakfast that had just been prepared on the side, Leng Yu Yan had no time to eat, she followed Li Yuyue out of the bedroom.

Ye Yiheng sighed deeply, ordered Song Guo to pack some food, and the master and servant followed Leng Yu Yan towards the Eastern Palace gate.

When they arrived at the Yeyu Garden of the Prince Zhenbei Mansion, Ye Jiu was lying on the bed, silently shedding tears.