On Our Wedding Night, I Discovered the Crown Prince's Hidden Illness-Chapter 227 - Let Fate Decide

Chapter 227: Chapter 227: Let Fate Decide

Chapter 227: Chapter 227: Let Fate Decide

Ye Yiheng embraced her body, smoothly landing on the bedroom floor, and then promptly withdrew his hand.

To warm his bed…

She had always failed to avoid him, how could she dare say such a thing?

Did this woman believe the rumors that he was impotent, and that’s why she spoke so?

It must be so.

Ye Yiheng laughed, his chest heaving with amusement as he turned and walked into the bedroom.

However, the woman’s waist was so soft it was almost ridiculous. He had only noticed before how slender her waist was, hardly enough to fill a grip, but now it had aroused his curiosity…

Curious as to what kind of soft flesh lay beneath her delicate soft waist?

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Shocked at his own thoughts, Ye Yiheng quickened his pace.

Leng Yu Yan caught up to him, “Your Highness, you don’t believe me?”

His frame was extremely tall, and his legs were very long, so with a few steps he was already far ahead.

Leng Yu Yan ran to catch up, afraid that if he walked any faster, she hurriedly reached out and grabbed the corner of his sleeve.

Ye Yiheng cast his gaze down at the tiny hand on his dark sleeve, its delicate whiteness seemed to be forged from ice and snow, particularly stark against the dark fabric.

Leng Yu Yan pursed her lips, her heart filled with trepidation, fearing that she had touched upon a sore point for him.

Otherwise, why would he react so strongly?

It must really be true that he was impotent, hence the smile that was so obscure and complex, as if it carried an iciness that repelled others from a thousand miles away.

Thus, she boldly explained, “It’s just to warm the bed, Your Highness, don’t overthink it.”

Ye Yiheng’s smile slightly faded. Just to warm the bed, she thought he was impotent?

Staring at her with his handsome, deep-set eyes, he followed her lead and said, “Commandery Princess knows well about my hidden illness, then why would you still be willing to marry me?”

Upon hearing this, Leng Yu Yan’s heart was startled.

She stood there dumbfounded, was he truly impotent?

Truly!

Seeing the shock on her face, Ye Yiheng’s left eyebrow slightly raised, he clarified, “Let me make this clear, once I take a wife, I have no plans to divorce her. Commandery Princess, go back and think it over carefully.”

Then he called towards the outside, “Someone come.”

Miao Zhu, Ruofeng, and Mo Chen, who had quietly followed to the bedroom, all appeared at once.

“Your Highness?”

Ye Yiheng glanced indifferently at Leng Yu Yan, who was still standing dazed in her spot, and said to the three people at the door, “See the guest out.”

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Leng Yu Yan returned to the Prince Zhenbei Mansion, her mind a chaotic mess.

He said he had no plans to divorce, and yet admitted he couldn’t consummate a marriage, could she still marry him?

She wanted to think things through clearly, but remembering her father and brothers were still at the palace, and feeling unwell from the rain, her mind grew increasingly groggy, utterly unable to make sense of it all.

Thus, she had Miao Zhu prepare some ginger soup, and after drinking it, she fell into a deep sleep.

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The next morning.

As the Fan family father and son went to battle, the Leng family father and son were finally sent back to the Prince Zhenbei Mansion.

Upon receiving the news, Leng Yu Yan left her bedstead, not caring to dress or wash, and hurried to the front courtyard.

Leng Ran and Li Yuyue were carried back by soldiers of the Imperial Army from the palace.

At that moment, the two of them lay in the front courtyard, eyes tightly closed, stiff as if they were gone.

The Old Princess Consort and the Yun Family cried until they fainted numerous times.

Lai Taihong stepped forward and checked the breath and the pulse in their neck for his sons. Although their breath was weak, it was still there, and their pulses continued to beat, which meant they were alive!

“Son.”

Lai Taihong stepped forward to grasp Lai Ran’s hand, his grip tight, yet his arm lacked the strength to hold, limply collapsing down.

The same was true when he took hold of Li Yuyue’s hand.

Watching her family’s heartbreaking grief, Leng Yu Yan closed her eyes.

She truly wanted to immediately reveal the truth, but at this moment with the Emperor’s claws present, her family’s sorrow would help reduce the Emperor’s suspicion to the greatest extent.

Only genuine grief could fool the Emperor and those petty individuals who sought to entrap the Prince Zhenbei Mansion!

Eunuch Ye, who accompanied the Imperial Army, observed the scene and feigned concern, consoling, “Old Prince, Prince Zhenbei and Heir are blessed by heavenly fate; please take care of yourself.”

Lai Taihong waved his hand, “Eunuch Ye, I’m in no state to entertain you, please make yourself at home.”

“Understood, understood.”

Eunuch Ye swept his horsetail whisk and led the Imperial Army out of the Prince Zhenbei Mansion.

Once the Emperor’s men left, Leng Yuqing spoke in a deep voice, “Quickly, call the house doctor!”

The house doctor arrived quickly, took the pulse, lifted the eyelids, yet detected no hints of poisoning.

“The Prince and Princely Heir’s conditions are indeed critical; if they survive this period, they survive, if not…”

Lai Yuxing bellowed, “What do you mean ‘if not’?”

The house doctor bowed, sincerely admitting, “If not, then they’re gone. If the situation improves, then they may remain permanently in this state.”

Upon hearing these words, Lai Taihong’s hands trembled as he held on to his son and grandson.

Leng Yusheng could hardly believe what the house doctor said and, thinking of how his sister had helped his mother recover her spirits, he quickly stepped forward and grasped Leng Yu Yan’s slender shoulder, “Sister, aren’t you versed in medical skills? See what’s truly the matter with Father King and Elder Brother?”

“Fourth Brother, please don’t be agitated.” After pausing, Leng Yu Yan turned her gaze to her grandfather, “Grandfather, please move Father King and Elder Brother to the study. When I take their pulse, I do not wish for unrelated people to be present.”

Lai Taihong, unwilling to let servants touch his son and elder son’s bodies, personally led his three grandsons to carry Lai Ran and Li Yuyue to his study.

The study was originally set up for confidential discussions; it was difficult to overhear conversations from outside.

Before long, the whole family gathered in the study.

The Old Princess Consort and the Yun Family’s matriarch also gradually awoke from their coma.

Leng Yu Yan had Miao Zhu stand guard outside the door, and sent Gao Yuan to secure the courtyard around the study.

Once she was sure no one would eavesdrop, Leng Yu Yan knelt with a thud to the ground.

Lai Taihong and his wife exclaimed in alarm, “Yan’er, what are you doing?”

Normally, the Lai Family wouldn’t refer to Leng Yu Yan as Yan’er in front of the Yun Family, but today they couldn’t worry about such formalities.

With tears streaming down her face, Leng Yu Yan pleaded, “Grandfather, Grandmother, please forgive your unworthy granddaughter! Father King and Elder Brother’s conditions are the result of the medicine I administered.”

Lai Taihong frowned deeply, “Yan’er, what medicine did you administer?”

“This medicine was developed by me, colorless and tasteless, requiring alcohol as a catalyst to activate the effect, undetectable by anyone; they could only suspect a sudden affliction.” Leng Yu Yan prostrated deeply before Lai Taihong, “I administered the medicine to prevent Father King and Elder Brother from being dispatched to war.”

The family looked at her, incredulous.

The matriarch of the Yun Family murmured, “When did Mian’er gain such abilities?”

The Old Princess Consort asked, tearfully, “Yan’er, the antidote?”

“There is no antidote; in short as ten days, or as long as half a month, Father King and Elder Brother will surely awaken.”

Lai Taihong’s voice turned stern, “Yan’er, this recklessness, how can you assure such a thing at your young age?”

“Father, please don’t be angry with Mian’er; she’s had a hard time coming back.” Yun Family’s matriarch cried, walking over to hug Leng Yu Yan to her chest.

Leng Yu Yan extended her hand to wipe away her mother’s tears, “Mother, Mian’er is alright; it’s right for Grandfather to blame me for this drastic measure.”

Remembering that he had never scolded his granddaughter before, Lai Taihong sighed, “Grandfather is just… anxious.”

Unable to stand outside any longer, Miao Zhu pushed the door open, rushed in, and knelt beside Leng Yu Yan.

“Before becoming the Commandery Princess, my young miss possessed astonishing medical expertise; I beg the Old Prince to trust the Commandery Princess!”

Leng Yu Yan knelt there, her back ramrod straight, “If Father King and Elder Brother do not wake after ten days to half a month, I am at Grandfather’s disposal!”