On Our Wedding Night, I Discovered the Crown Prince's Hidden Illness-Chapter 247 - : Taking Responsibility for You

Chapter 247: Chapter 247: Taking Responsibility for You

She really did stop moving.

Ye Yiheng’s gaze darkened, as if he were savoring a delicacy he had never tasted before, focused and tender.

The tingling sensation on her neck made Leng Yu Yan involuntarily purse her lips, her heartbeat embarrassingly quickened, fearing the madman would bite down in one gulp.

His figure easily overshadowed her; she leaned against the wall with his hand pressed against her back, and him in front of her. His other hand held the back of her head…

Surrounded on all sides, there was no way for her to escape.

Suddenly feeling the sharp hint of teeth approaching, Leng Yu Yan trembled slightly, her voice breaking through, “Your Highness, I haven’t moved.”

Her voice at that moment was soft and delicate, like the whimpers of a small animal, which softened Ye Yiheng’s heart.

He never intended to bite her, and now he found it even harder to do so.

His lips removed from her neck, the pale, creamy skin he had kissed was already blushing an enticing rouge.

He pressed his hand on it, the blush faded, but returned as soon as he let go.

How could she be so delicate?

Looking at her eyes, shining like glistening water and growing increasingly moist, as if the next moment this woman might burst into tears.

Impatient at heart, he didn’t know how to comfort someone. What should he do?

As if possessed, he asked, “Want some candy?”

“Are you treating me like a child, Your Highness?”

Leng Yu Yan lowered her eyes and pursed her lips, her small face set in displeasure, obviously not pleased.

Ye Yiheng rubbed his forehead, suddenly remembering the day she was affected by Extreme Joy Powder, after she kissed his cheek, she told him she would take responsibility.

At that time, he knew she was in an illusion, but those words stirred something in his heart.

Thinking of this, he wanted to say, I will take responsibility for you.

But, the sentence was as heavy as a thousand pounds, and he couldn’t bring himself to say it.

What came out of his mouth instead was, “The Commandery Princess should understand the situation regarding the transaction between us by now.”

“As the Commandery Princess put it, such a transaction can be called a contract marriage. But in my view, no matter what it’s called, you and I are husband and wife, and between husband and wife…”

He didn’t continue, hoping she would understand on her own.

Maybe it was because she had been bitten a few times, as she wasn’t bitten this time, Leng Yu Yan felt braver.

The man in front of her had long admitted his inhumanity, so considering that, could any situation be worse than in her dreams?

Moreover, if she were to marry some other prince, life after marriage might be even more difficult.

It’s better to marry the man in front of her who admits his inhumanity. At most after marriage, she’d only be nibbled on the neck, which isn’t a big deal. If she acted submissive now, perhaps she wouldn’t even be nibbled on.

So she pushed him and said with a clear voice, “There’s nothing to be afraid of!”

Seeing her unexpectedly unafraid, Ye Yiheng was a bit surprised.

“Does the Commandery Princess mean to continue with this transaction?”

“Of course it continues, Your Highness, please don’t forget to protect the Prince Zhenbei Mansion!” She paused, then added, “The vengeance I seek, will you continue to assist me?”

After all that talk, they hadn’t even touched upon the point of releasing Ye Zhenxian.

“Alright, follow me to the Imperial Palace and discuss with Ah Ju.”

Ye Yiheng cast her a faint glance as he walked out of the study.

Leng Yu Yan hurried after him.

Seeing her follow, he slowed his steps, and the two of them silently made their way to the Imperial Palace.

For some reason, the autumn breeze was cool but couldn’t dispel the lingering warmth on her neck.

His lips were clearly cool, yet the mark they left on her skin was scorchingly hot.

To prevent such incidents in the future, after hesitating for a while, Leng Yu Yan said quietly, “Your Highness, can you perhaps not punish me from now on?”

“Why?”

His voice was clear and cold, exuding authority.

“If Your Highness punishes me, it will affect Your Highness’s image in my heart.”

“Do I still have an image?” Ye Yiheng laughed, seemingly in a very good mood, “Aren’t I a madman in the Commandery Princess’s eyes?”

Hearing this, Leng Yu Yan silently moved her lips.

Ye Yiheng chuckled softly, “You’re cursing a madman right now.”

“Your Highness can understand lip-reading?”

“Can’t the Commandery Princess?”

“Crown Prince, has anyone told you that it’s impossible to keep a conversation going this way?”

“Although I may be a disliked prince, I am still the Crown Prince.”

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It was always others who tried to find ways to keep the conversation going; he never considered this point.

Strangely, in the presence of this woman, he found himself several times thinking about what to say next.

Annoying!

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Marquis Ningyuan’s Mansion.

Lai Manting returned to her parents’ home.

Coming before Mrs. Feng, she removed the veil from her face, “Mother, look at my face.”

“What’s wrong with your face?” Mrs. Feng examined it carefully for a long time, “I think the scars have faded a lot.”

Lai Manting ordered the maid Jinju to wet the handkerchief and then wiped her face with it.

“Mother, take another look.”

Mrs. Feng squinted, “Why are there black patches appearing?”

“Doesn’t it look like what little girl had on her face before?”

“Now that you mention it, it does look similar.”

Lai Manting grasped Mrs. Feng’s hand tightly, “Mother, is there an antidote?”

“Do you suspect that your face has been poisoned with the same poison that little girl suffered from before?” asked Mrs. Feng, frowning.

“Yes!” Lai Manting nodded vigorously, “These past few days, whenever your daughter goes out, she wears a veil and has thick layers of makeup over the black patches.”

Mrs. Feng shook her head, “The little girl changed her figure as well when she was poisoned. Do you think you might have used something inappropriate on your face, causing this?”

Just then, Li Lu, dressed anew, came before Mrs. Feng with Leng Zongfa and Aunt Hu.

Seeing them coming, Lai Manting quickly put her veil back on.

Seeing this, Leng Zongfa frowned; why had this daughter started to wear a veil like Leng Yu Yan?

Not having the patience to scold her, Leng Zongfa sat beside Mrs. Feng and said to Li Lu, “Pay respect to your mother with a cup of tea, and then you’ll be recorded under your mother’s name.”

Li Lu knelt down properly, and Aunt Hu placed the teacup in Li Lu’s hand.

Li Lu held the teacup up to her forehead and said softly, “Mother, please drink tea!”

Mrs. Feng was about to reach for the cup when Lai Manting sharply interjected, “What is the meaning of this?”

Leng Zongfa spoke gravely, “Once the Fourth Sister is recorded under your mother’s name, she will be the same as you, a legitimate daughter of the Marquis Mansion.”

“The Marquis Mansion has only one legitimate daughter, which is me!” Lai Manting said sharply, “Li Lu is just a daughter of a concubine, how can she be treated as my equal?”

“What are you saying?” Leng Zongfa slammed the table, “Once Li Lu becomes a legitimate daughter, she can be married to the Crown Prince, and in the future, she will be the Crown Princess Consort. This is the glory of our Marquis Mansion.”

While speaking, Leng Zongfa glanced at Lai Manting, then said to Jinju, “Why aren’t you taking care of your mistress?”

Lai Manting could hardly believe her ears; if Li Lu became the Crown Princess Consort, she, as Consort Liang, would rank much lower.

Clearly, she was the legitimate daughter of Marquis Ningyuan’s Mansion, yet now she couldn’t even compare with a concubine’s daughter.

Jinju pulled Lai Manting aside and whispered, “Everyone says the Crown Prince’s life is short, and Princess Beilan refuses to marry for that very reason. Even if the Fourth Miss marries him, she will only be a Crown Princess Consort in name, unable to make any waves.”

Naturally, Lai Manting understood this reasoning, but she just didn’t want her mother to claim Li Lu in her name.

Jinju spoke very quietly, and Li Lu, kneeling before Mrs. Feng, couldn’t hear clearly, but she knew that the master and servant were not speaking well of her.