On Our Wedding Night, I Discovered the Crown Prince's Hidden Illness-Chapter 871: Playing the Suffering Card

Ye Zhenxian raised his hand to lift her chin, leaning in closely: "I’ll tell you, your good brother has already been killed by Wan Chi."

Yu Yinglei was shocked: "Wan Chi dares!"

Father Emperor sent him to Tiancheng to rescue the Seventh Prince. How could Seventh Prince be killed by Wan Chi?

Ye Zhenxian seemed to notice the doubt in her eyes, and said with a smile: "Do you know why?"

"Why?"

"Wan Chi and Ye Shi were caught in an illicit act by your Seventh Prince. In a fit of rage, your Seventh Prince stabbed each of them once. Upon reaching the Imperial Palace, Wan Chi, seeking revenge, also stabbed your Seventh Prince. Your Seventh Prince then gave a final blow to Wan Chi’s heart. Tsk tsk tsk, the situation at that time was truly more thrilling than a play!"

Yu Yinglei gritted her teeth and said, "Ye Shi, that harlot!"

She actually seduced Wan Chi!

"Hehe, rest assured, Ye Shi and Wang Chi are dead too."

Ye Zhenxian moved his hand to Yu Yinglei’s hair, gently squeezing it before bringing it to his nose for a deep sniff.

Yu Yinglei dared not resist his repulsive actions, realizing that now both the Seventh Prince and Wan Chi were dead, she had no way to return to Beiliang, so she leaned her body towards Ye Zhenxian.

"Your Highness, how did you know about today’s events?"

"The capital city is already buzzing with the news. This morning, many people saw a bed being carried from the hostel to the Imperial Palace." Ye Zhenxian forcibly embraced Yu Yinglei’s waist and asked, "Does the Princess still wish to return to Beiliang?"

"Return for what?" Yu Yinglei sighed, though her heart was weeping inside.

"Indeed, now the envoy from Beiliang is taking the corpses of your Seventh Prince and Wan Chi, preparing to return to Beiliang."

While speaking, Ye Zhenxian took a brocade box from an attendant nearby and handed it to Yu Yinglei.

Yu Yinglei accepted it: "For me?"

Ye Zhenxian smiled and nodded: "Yes, open it and see."

Yu Yinglei obediently opened it, and a set of shackles appeared before her eyes.

Shackles?

Could it be that he has discovered something?

Ye Zhenxian dismissed the servants in the room, then said: "Princess, dressed so alluringly, were you planning to meet Wan Chi? But although Wan Chi is a man, he is now a dead man. I advise the Princess not to do anything to wrong me."

Yu Yinglei’s eyes filled with tears as she shook her head: "Your Highness, you misunderstand me, how could I do anything to wrong you?"

Ye Zhenxian sneered, harshly twisting her skin, and said viciously: "Aren’t you going to quickly put those shackles on and lie down on the bed?"

"Your Highness, I am not a prisoner."

Yu Yinglei’s tears fell with a splat, landing on the back of Ye Zhenxian’s hand.

Ye Zhenxian disdainfully wiped it away on her body, coldly saying: "I told myself to treat you well, but you, being so wanton, did the incident of Wan Chi carrying you to the desk stir your affections?"

Yu Yinglei thought this was terrible and hastily asked: "How did you know?"

As soon as the words left her mouth, she regretted them.

Such a question was tantamount to admitting his allegations.

Ye Zhenxian smiled coldly: "Someone painted that scene and sent it to my desk. Since the Princess likes the desk so much, then today you shall be on the desk."

Yu Yinglei blinked her eyes closed, bravely saying: "I helped Your Highness find the Divine Doctor, which, if not considered a meritorious, is at least a laborious endeavor. Your Highness, due to his physical condition, has tormented me many times, yet I have endured. Now someone uses a painting to incite Your Highness to mistrust me, perhaps I should just die."

With that, she turned to run into the wall.

Ye Zhenxian embraced her, and for once softened his tone: "I know I have wronged you..."

Yu Yinglei kissed his lips voluntarily, then said: "I still hope for Your Highness’s recovery in health, so that he will cherish me. I further hope that Your Highness will ascend to that position and make me the mother of the nation." She showed him the bruises on her body, "These are all proof of my love for Your Highness!"

Her words struck Ye Zhenxian’s heart, and he embraced her tightly.

"I did go to Wan Chi, asking him to find a way to release the Seventh Prince. I had no idea someone would use that meeting to stir trouble, causing Your Highness to doubt me." Her tears fell like rain, "How could Your Highness doubt me so?"

"It is my fault for causing you grievances," Ye Zhenxian lifted his hand to sweep the brocade box from the dressing table to the floor, "No need to wear this nonsense."

With that, he carried her to the bed.

Yu Yinglei felt sick to her stomach and wanted to cry, yet she kept smiling on the surface.

She could no longer return to Beiliang, at least not with the envoy.

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Eastern Palace.

It soon came time for lunch, and with Li Yuyue and Ye Jiu present, lunch was served in the front yard dining room.

The four of them chatted and laughed as they dined leisurely.

During this time, Leng Yu Yan asked: "The last time Second Brother went to the Luo Family, did he mention anything when he returned?"

Ye Jiu laughed: "What would the Luo Family say? They wouldn’t say anything. I remember Uncle said he’s now in the capital, and all the elders are in Beilan City. The wedding between him and Luo Meng’er will likely be postponed. The Luo Family says they can wait."

Leng Yu Yan couldn’t help but ask: "Really?"

Ye Jiu: "Of course it’s true."

Leng Yu Yan asked again: "I meant did Second Brother really mention the marriage?"

Li Yuyue nodded: "Yes, absolutely."

Leng Yu Yan sighed: "Second Brother is really fast." 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

After the meal and some more conversation, Li Yuyue and Ye Jiu bid farewell and left the Eastern Palace.

After personally escorting them out of the Eastern Palace, Leng Yu Yan started walking towards the bedroom, not expecting someone who should have gone to the study to follow her.

"Isn’t Your Highness supposed to be reviewing the petitions today?"

The man said: "Today I have something more important to do."

"What is it?" Leng Yu Yan asked, puzzled.

This morning had been full of thrilling events, and she truly couldn’t think of what he meant by something more important.

Ye Yiheng gently held her hand, his voice low and deep: "Develop contraceptive pills."

"You..." her lips quivered, "I can’t believe Your Highness still remembers."

Why did he remember it so well?

"If Yanyan disagrees, I’ll have to think of another way."

"What way?"

"You once said Ling Lang had some medical skill talent. If I pressure him, if he can’t develop a small-dose contraceptive pill, perhaps threatening to take his head will ensure success?"

When he said this, his tone was calm, and his voice was as icily clear as always.

Leng Yu Yan stared blankly at the man beside her, dumbfounded, asking: "Is Your Highness joking?"

Suddenly, Ling Lang appeared from the side path.

He kneeled loudly in front of Leng Yu Yan: "Crown Prince Consort, please save my life! Be merciful, you can guide me to develop it, or you can develop it yourself, otherwise I won’t be able to keep my life. The Crown Prince is the sovereign, and if the sovereign wants the minister to die, the minister has no choice but to die!"

He was weeping with mucus and tears, making Leng Yu Yan feel very sorry.

"Sir, you are of such an advanced age, please get up quickly!" She looked at Ye Yiheng next to her, "I’ll work on the development today, Your Highness, please let Sir rise."

Leng Yu Yan felt as though she’d fallen into someone’s yet-to-be-executed ruse, sighed, and stepped towards the bedroom.

Ye Yiheng followed her slowly, gesturing with his hand behind his back for Ling Lang to rise.