On Our Wedding Night, I Discovered the Crown Prince's Hidden Illness-Chapter 876: Blushing and Heart Racing

When Leng Yu Yan arrived at the study in the small building, Ling Lang had just come out.

He greeted her, "Your Highness, Crown Princess Consort!"

Leng Yu Yan handed over the recipe, "Sir, do you have the medicinal ingredients listed on my recipe?"

Ling Lang looked at the recipe and nodded, "Yes, is this to make anti-fertility soup?"

"I plan to make them into contraceptive pills."

"Most of the ingredients inside are similar to those I previously used for anti-fertility soup. The remaining ones are also available in the study. I will prepare them immediately."

"Alright, thank you, sir."

"The Crown Princess Consort is too kind."

As Ling Lang left, Leng Yu Yan took a few steps toward the study, remembering she originally came to find Ling Lang. Since she had given him the recipe, she should return to the bedroom.

With this thought, she turned around.

Yet a cool voice like jade came from behind, "Don’t want to see me alone?"

Leng Yu Yan had no choice but to turn back.

"I gave the recipe for making contraceptive pills to Ling Lang, now I’ve nothing to do, so I’m heading back to the bedroom."

The man came over slowly, taking her hand and leading her to the study, "Stay with me for a while."

"Alright." She agreed.

Upon entering the study, the first thing they saw was boxes of petitions. Leng Yu Yan sighed, "Father Emperor sends petitions every day?"

"It’s already good that he remembers this matter, at least he’s not neglecting the affairs of state." Ye Yiheng held her hand with one hand and grabbed the chair back with the other to place it beside his seat, "Sit."

Leng Yu Yan quietly exhaled, sitting down as he directed.

Accompanying him in reviewing petitions was boring—not that the task itself was dull, but she couldn’t casually flip through the petitions, and the man was quite serious when working, so she dared not act out beside him.

Having sat for less than a quarter of an hour, Leng Yu Yan, bored, fiddled with the slightly protruding edge of her waistband, where the thumb ring and jade ring were hidden.

While Ye Yiheng was reviewing petitions, he was also intermittently paying attention to the little woman beside him.

Seeing her appear so bored, he found her intensely adorable, making him itch to tease her.

His gaze followed her fair and slender fingers to her waistband, and he asked, "What’s hidden inside?" During his question, he already saw a portion of red thread sticking out from the waistband, instantly understanding what was hidden inside.

Leng Yu Yan took out the thumb ring and jade ring, "Your Highness, do you still wear these?"

"I do." The man nodded.

"Does Your Highness have scissors? I can cut the thread."

"No need to bother with that."

The man grabbed the two rings, pulling at the knot with force, instantly snapping the thread.

He placed the jade ring on her finger and fitted the thumb ring on his own thumb.

Looking at the jade rings on their hands, the man smiled dazzlingly, "They’ve become even more exquisite and translucent."

Leng Yu Yan exclaimed, "You!"

She knew very well why the two jade rings were so crystal clear.

Her face suddenly flushed, uncertain if it was out of embarrassment or anger.

The man’s laughter continued, lifting her hand and lowering his head, his thin lips kissing her finger and the jade ring.

"Hey, why are you like this?" She stood up in a huff, her voice as faint as a mosquito, "The rings, I haven’t washed them."

The man pulled her hand with strength, causing Leng Yu Yan to involuntarily fall onto his lap.

"It’s not like I haven’t kissed before?"

His voice was wickedly alluring.

Leng Yu Yan’s heart raced like a drum, "Your Highness should continue reviewing petitions, I’m going back to the bedroom."

The man finally nodded, releasing her waist.

There were too many petitions, he needed to focus on reviewing them.

Moreover, with people coming and going in the study, certain actions were indeed inappropriate.

Leng Yu Yan quickly exited the study, her steps nonstop, quietly grumbling in her mind—

Rogue playboy!

No, he’s now my husband, I shouldn’t call him that.

Damn Crown Prince!

Initially, she thought he had a hidden ailment, a perverse hobby, now it seemed some of his behavior still was.

Thinking it over, made one’s face blush and heart pound.

As Leng Yu Yan left the small building, Song Guo called out to her, "Crown Princess Consort."

"Song Guo," Leng Yu Yan stopped, her gaze landing on him as he stood respectfully, noticing his forlorn expression, she asked, "What’s wrong?"

"I am troubled and wondering if I could speak with Your Highness?"

"Of course," Leng Yu Yan raised her hand, "Let’s walk by the lake."

Song Guo quickly nodded, "Thank you, Crown Princess Consort!"

The two maintained a reasonable distance as they walked towards the lakeside.

"I like Miao Zhu, but fear this affection will hold her back for life. Just now, I thought about it, Mo Chen and Yin Shuang are together, so let Ruofeng and Miao Zhu be together," he said wistfully, "This way, Miao Zhu can have children in this lifetime."

Hearing this, Leng Yu Yan was deeply moved, only those cherished in one’s heart would have such wishes for the other’s happiness.

"Miao Zhu says she likes you because you spend every day together. If she heard what you said, she’d surely be heartbroken."

"But I’m a eunuch, I..." Song Guo lowered his head even more, "All I wish for in this life is for the two Highnesses to be long-lasting and for Miao Zhu to find a good match."

"Song Guo, I don’t know how to persuade you, but I understand relationships involve two people. Your relationship with Miao Zhu is not just a one-sided affair," Leng Yu Yan looked up at the sky, "See how vast the sky is, from any angle there is beauty to behold."

Song Guo saw she didn’t oppose his being with Miao Zhu, and her words were so enlightening, feeling deeply touched, he raised his hand in a deep bow, "Thank you, Crown Princess Consort!"

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Prince Liang Mansion.

Ye Zhenyu left the study late last night, and this morning he plunged into the study again.

It’s just that by morning, he hadn’t seen the woman who bore a five-part resemblance to Leng Yu Yan.

A wave of inexplicable irritation brewed within him, so he commanded someone to call the steward and asked, "Where’s the maid who was newly serving in the study yesterday?"

The steward replied, "She stayed late watching over the study last night, so today I permitted her a bit more rest. Does Your Highness require her in the study?"

"Yes, have her come to ink the brush."

"Yes, Your Highness."

The steward departed and shortly returned with the woman.

Ye Zhenyu lifted his eyelids slightly to sweep her a glance, while the steward prudently withdrew.

The woman bowed in courtesy, then stepped forward a few steps, her nimble fingers picking up the ink stick to grind the ink.

"Is Your Highness writing or painting today?"

Ye Zhenyu didn’t answer her, only asked, "What’s your name?"

The woman replied, "Your Highness, the maid is called Ah Lea."

"Which character?"

"Please allow the maid to write it on paper."

"Permission granted."

The woman then took up the brush, lightly writing the character "郦" on the Xuan paper.

"Lea, elegant," Ye Zhenyu nodded, "You suit this character."

Ah Lea suddenly knelt down, "Thank you, Your Highness, for the praise!"

"No need for such formalities."

Ye Zhenyu raised his hand to help her up but unexpectedly locked eyes with her.

In flustered haste, Ah Lea withdrew her gaze, "Thank you, Your Highness!"

That brief meeting of eyes stirred up Ye Zhenyu’s pent-up desires from the past days, prompting him to close the study’s door and windows.

"Your Highness, with the door and windows closed it gets dim inside, not suitable for writing."

Ye Zhenyu turned around, his gaze fixed firmly on her, "I won’t mistreat you."

Ah Lea stepped back a few paces, feigning panic, "What does Your Highness intend to do?"

Ye Zhenyu advanced, steadily pressuring her, "I am a Prince, you don’t wish to be my woman?"