On Our Wedding Night, I Discovered the Crown Prince's Hidden Illness-Chapter 873: I Know My Limits

"The Prince is right, I didn’t consider it properly."

"You may leave." Ye Zhenyu waved his hand.

The person acknowledged and left.

Only then did Ye Zhenyu take out a painting scroll and carefully examine it.

The woman in the painting was cool and indifferent, yet upon closer inspection, she seemed to be smiling at him, making Ye Zhenyu gradually reveal a smile.

Several people passed by the window, catching a glimpse of Ye Zhenyu looking at a painting. They quickly lowered their heads.

Soon, one among them went to Zheng Liqi.

Nowadays, Zheng Liqi was in confinement.

Despite having a miscarriage, she had to properly recuperate and stay in confinement.

"Princess, the Prince is looking at a painting of a graceful woman."

Zheng Liqi, though demoted to concubine, was still addressed as "Princess" by those around her.

Probably because after the previous miscarriage framing incident was exposed, Ye Zhenyu was aware of his guilt and thus turned a blind eye to this form of address.

Zheng Liqi slowly opened her eyes and asked, "Who is the woman in the painting?"

"I couldn’t tell, just felt the woman in the painting was very beautiful."

Upon hearing this, Zheng Liqi sneered coldly. She did not love Ye Zhenyu; what mattered was not who his heart belonged to, but that he should quickly restore her position as Princess.

Thinking of this, she said, "Go investigate, see if there is any woman who has been deliberately approaching the Prince recently. Report any slight action."

The maid acknowledged the order.

In the study, Ye Zhenyu rolled up the painting and put it away.

If he hadn’t been punished by the Father Emperor to reflect on his actions, how could he have been oblivious to today’s major event in the capital city?

He considered himself not a man overly driven by desires.

But now, with Zheng Liqi’s physical inconvenience, and without any other concubines in the mansion, Ye Zhenyu felt a bit restless.

At this moment, the mansion’s steward entered.

"Prince, today I picked several clever maids and servants, their appearances are pleasing. Would the Prince like to have a look, or keep some to serve in the study?"

Ye Zhenyu replied coolly, "No need, you can handle such trivial matters on your own."

The steward persisted, "The Prince should still take a look."

Ye Zhenyu looked up at the steward, who had been with him for years, believing he must have a reason for insisting.

After a moment of contemplation, he said, "Then let them all come in."

The steward clapped his hands, and those waiting outside entered the study in line.

Ye Zhenyu’s gaze swept over the people one by one, none were particularly stunning...

Just as he thought this, his gaze fixed on one woman among them.

This woman’s face somehow resembled Leng Yu Yan, at least five points similar, and another three points seemed familiar.

Overall, the woman before him gave a strange sense of familiarity.

No wonder the steward insisted he should see.

Seeing the Prince’s gaze remain on one woman, the steward smiled and asked, "Prince, how about her?" 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

Ye Zhenyu withdrew his gaze, slightly nodded his chin, "Let her stay in the study to serve."

The steward joyfully replied, "Good!" Turning to the woman, he said, "Did you hear? Serving beside the Prince is your fortune!"

The woman stepped forward and bowed deeply, "Thank you, Prince, for your grace!"

Ye Zhenyu smiled, "She knows how to be polite."

The steward waved at the remaining group, "All of you, leave, quickly."

Everyone swiftly left, leaving Ye Zhenyu and the woman alone in the study.

Ye Zhenyu stood up from the chair, approaching the woman and lifting her chin.

The woman’s eyebrows and nose were strikingly similar to Leng Yu Yan, but her eyes were much different; though less impressive, they gave him a sense of déjà vu.

"Has anyone ever said you resemble someone?"

"In response to the Prince, I have never heard such a thing."

Ye Zhenyu laughed again and asked, "Can you grind ink?"

"Yes, when I was young, my family was a noble family steeped in literature, I know a few words."

Ye Zhenyu withdrew his hand and said, "Good, from now on, you shall serve in my study."

"At your command!"

The woman lowered her head, a flicker of unnoticeable darkness passed through her eyes, then she rose to clean the study.

Ye Zhenyu’s mood suddenly improved, the gloom from reflecting in the mansion dissipated considerably.

Watching the woman deftly organize the study, reason told him she merely resembled Leng Yu Yan.

Then he thought, even if she’s not Leng Yu Yan, playing with someone who resembles her is harmless.

Though he thought this, he restrained his desires, observing her with an appreciative gaze.

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It was night.

Ye Yiheng noticed something amiss, from afternoon to evening, a certain woman was unusually quiet.

The exceeding quietness must have a hidden agenda.

He pressed down on Leng Yu Yan’s medical book, his voice smooth as he asked, "Yanyan, the medical book you’re looking at, I’ve also examined. It doesn’t mention how to make Contraceptive Pills."

Leng Yu Yan raised her eyes to meet his gaze, smiled, "I’m thinking in my mind. Although the medical book pertains to other aspects, it doesn’t conflict."

Ye Yiheng slowly shook his head, "Do you think I don’t know what you’re planning?"

"Then Your Highness, please elaborate," Leng Yu Yan smiled playfully.

Unexpectedly, the man took away the book from her, then lifted her up and walked straight towards the bathhouse.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

Leng Yu Yan suddenly felt panic without reason.

"Since Yanyan refuses to make it, then I can only..."

The man didn’t complete his sentence, but his long strides soon carried her into the bathhouse.

Not only that, he carried her into the bath.

"Your Highness, don’t act recklessly."

She wanted to escape, but his arm, like it was made of steel, still surrounded her. If he didn’t release her, she couldn’t move it one bit.

Suddenly, the man whispered in her ear, "Don’t worry, I know my limits."

Leng Yu Yan’s cheeks blushed at his words, so she let him have his way.

The next morning, Mo Chen went to the street and bought a hairpin and a chest-level skirt, placing the hairpin in a wooden box, and sent both items to Yin Shuang’s room.

Yin Shuang returned from outside, surprised to see the wooden box and skirt on the bed.

She opened the wooden box, the silver inlaid jade hairpin looked elegant and suitable for her daily wear.

She returned the hairpin to the wooden box, and then picked up the skirt comparing it against her figure, feeling it wasn’t very suitable, especially around the chest area.

"Do you like it?"

Mo Chen’s inquiry suddenly came from the door.

Yin Shuang hastily tossed the skirt onto the bed, "I rather like the hairpin, but this skirt is..."

Since becoming an Eastern Palace Dark Guard, she had only worn women’s clothes once with Liu Yun to deal with Prince Liang’s staff with Mr. Ling.

Other times, she hadn’t worn skirts.

Mo Chen earnestly said, "I think the skirt looks quite nice. If you’re unsure, you could ask the Crown Princess Consort."

The Crown Princess Consort always looked good in anything, Yin Shuang nodded, "I’ll ask her later whether this skirt suits me."

Even if she only accepted the hairpin he gave, he was still pleased.

Mo Chen nodded with a smile, "That’s good!"

Meanwhile, in the bedroom of the Eastern Palace, Leng Yu Yan stared at her empty hand, exclaiming, "Where is my ring?"

Ye Yiheng softly asked, "It’s not on you?"