On Our Wedding Night, I Discovered the Crown Prince's Hidden Illness-Chapter 279 - : Speak Frankly

Chapter 279 -279: Speak Frankly

“Is there more?” Ye Yiheng’s eyes were filled with coldness, and the atmospheric pressure around him had dropped to the extreme.

Ruofeng replied anxiously, “The Emperor also said that Prince Zhenbei Mansion should choose one among the other Princes, or they could choose Prince Qing.”

Upon hearing this, Ye Yiheng chuckled.

Mo Chen continued, “The Emperor suggested that Prince Zhenbei Mansion could consider Prince Liang or the Seventh Prince. He mentioned that Prince Liang is twenty-two and has yet to take an official wife. He also said the Seventh Prince is only three months younger than the Crown Prince, and will be eligible to be made a Prince after he reaches his coming of age next year.”

Ye Yiheng said coldly, “These two, one is Consort Xian’s adopted child, the other is her own.”

What sort of pillow talk has Consort Xian been whispering into the old man’s ear?

Ruofeng hung his head and sighed, “Your Highness, the Emperor even mentioned the Eighth Prince, saying that although he is only seventeen, he is still a suitable match for Princess Beilan in terms of age. Moreover, he said that after the Eighth Prince met the Princess at Xingning Palace the other day, he was full of praise for her; it is clear that he is interested.”

Ye Yiheng shook his head, “Ha, even Old Eighth wants to join in the excitement.”

The old man’s plans are indeed meticulous.

Mo Chen said indignantly, “The Emperor also recommended Prince Qing, saying that if the Princess marries there, the Eldest Princess is kind and there would be no mother-in-law and daughter-in-law issues. He added that since Prince Qing is an only child, there won’t be any concubine squabbles in the future.”

Ye Yiheng asked calmly, “What did the Old Prince and Prince Zhenbei say?”

“They didn’t make a decision on the spot, only saying that marriage is a major matter that requires careful consideration upon return,” Mo Chen paused, then added, “Your subordinate also found out that in the next few days, an autumn banquet will be held at Huixin Pavilion. The purpose is likely for Prince Zhenbei Mansion to choose someone to marry the Princess.”

“Specific dates?”

“I have not yet found out the specific dates.”

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Elsewhere.

Leng Yu Yan went to the Imperial College.

After completing her morning studies, she was about to go to Xinya Academy to eat with Lai Jiajia and the others when the Sacrificial Officer called out to her, “Commandery Princess, please wait a moment!”

Leng Yu Yan turned around, “Do you need something, Sacrificial Officer?”

The Sacrificial Officer took out a letter of recommendation from his bosom and handed it to her, “This is a recommendation letter I’ve written. Tomorrow, you can report to the Ministry of War.”

Leng Yu Yan took it with both hands and bowed, “Thank you, Sacrificial Officer!”

Finally, she could go to the Ministry of War, the truth behind her brother’s wrongful death seemed closer than ever!

The Sacrificial Officer, seeing her manners, couldn’t help but advise, “Your training will not last long. Once it’s complete, remember to return to the Imperial College for your studies!”

He was still hoping to nurture her into Tiancheng’s first female top scorer!

Such a promising seedling, by next year’s Imperial Examination, she would surely make a name for herself! At that time, he, as the Sacrificial Officer, would also bask in the glory and benefit from her light!

Leng Yu Yan smiled and said, “Of course!”

She tucked the recommendation letter into her bosom, bade farewell to the Sacrificial Officer, and went next door to Xinya Academy.

Lai Jiajia, Luo Meng’er, and Mi Xinmei had been waiting for her.

Seeing her arrival, the three stood up to greet her.

Leng Yu Yan gestured for them to sit, “Starting tomorrow, I won’t be able to join you for lunch for a while.”

“Why is that?” Lai Jiajia placed an empty bowl and chopsticks in front of Leng Yu Yan.

“I’ll be training at the Ministry of War.”

Mi Xinmei exclaimed joyfully, “That’s great news, we should add a few more dishes!”

Last time, it was thanks to Yu Yan’s discovery of the maid’s poisoning. Now, she had also managed to find a position for her big brother in Prince Zhenbei Mansion, allowing him to re-enter the military camp. Thinking back even further, her facial acne, her brother’s leg injury, all were cured by her.

To the Mi Family, she was their benefactor!

“Pondering this, Mi Xinmei stood up and went to the dining hall’s counter to order several dishes.”

Seeing her take out a considerable amount of broken silver to add dishes, Qian Mutong sneered, “If you don’t have the money, don’t try to puff yourself up! Know yourself and weigh your own worth!”

Mi Xinmei turned around, staring coldly at Qian Mutong, the hidden culprit, still living so carefree, all because she relied on her cousin’s family power?

The maid hadn’t been in the prison long before she was poisoned to death, and the matter was just dropped like that, leaving Mi Xinmei unable to vent her anger.

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Seeing her anger, Qian Mutong laughed wildly, “Did I hit the nail on the head?”

Mi Xinmei raised her hand and slapped her across the face, “My engagement to your cousin has been called off. Since you’re so capable, why don’t you marry your cousin? He hasn’t wanted you for such a long time, does that not make you cheap?”

“You!” Qian Mutong covered her face, eyes wide in disbelief at the woman before her.

She had been slapped by the timid and fearful Mi Xinmei!

Just as she was about to retaliate, Mi Xinmei slapped her other cheek.

“Living off others and still acting like a real master, have you ever considered how others call you? ‘Lady!'”

Mi Xinmei gritted her teeth, her hand trembling as she hit, her heart beating wildly.

Her whole being was insanely excited, nervous and fearful, but she had never felt so relieved!

Qian Mutong, covering her face, cried out, “Mi Xinmei, you shrew! No wonder my cousin doesn’t want you!”

Not content with mere words, she picked up a plate from the counter and hurled it at Mi Xinmei’s head…

Since Mi’s face had healed from acne, her skin had improved so much that it made her envious, and what frustrated her more was that her cousin seemed to be having regrets.

If she could scratch Mi’s face with the plate now, then her cousin would stop thinking about her!

Leng Yu Yan’s eyes narrowed, and she swiftly picked up a pair of chopsticks from in front of her, throwing them like a dart.

With a clang, the plate in Qian Mutong’s hand dropped to the ground.

Leng Yu Yan flexed her slender fingers, her voice cool, “The truth is, our Xinmei doesn’t want her cousin!”

Lai Jiajia, hands on her hips, shouted loudly, “Exactly, Qian Mutong treats her cousin like a treasure, but to our Xinmei, he’s less than a blade of grass!”

Luo Meng’er also said, “Ever since Xinmei’s face improved, suitors have come knocking in endless streams. As for Qian Mutong, with no elders at home to make decisions, naturally, she has no choice but to cling to her cousin.”

Students dining in the hall all agreed with them.

Struck hard by these words, Qian Mutong ran off crying.

Mi Xinmei had never felt such exhilaration, not only getting her own back against Qian Mutong but also the support of good friends.

After the meal, Leng Yu Yan reminded Lai Jiajia and the others to be careful in her absence.

They all agreed and congratulated her as well.

When the academy dismissed for the day, Leng Yu Yan, as usual, led her horse out of the Imperial College.

Someone at the gate was also holding a horse, smiling at her.

“Ah Yan!” Ji Qingyu waved.

He had figured it out, to get close to someone, he needed to create opportunities. Otherwise, if someone else stole the march, there’d be nowhere to vent his frustrations.

Leng Yu Yan wrapped the reins around her hand, “Prince Qing, what is this about?”

“Just call me Qingyu, ‘Prince Qing’ sounds so distant,” Ji Qingyu said as he brought two bottles of orange wine in front of him, shaking them slightly, “Interested in sharing a few drinks with me?”

Leng Yu Yan waved her hand, “I’m not fond of drinking.”

Ji Qingyu smiled even more warmly, “It’s precisely because I know you don’t like drinking that I brought orange wine. How about we go to my tavern and have a heart-to-heart, alright?”

Leng Yu Yan knitted her brows, “What do you mean by having a heart-to-heart?”

He said, “Didn’t you wish that we would just be friends? Let’s talk it out. Besides, between friends, are you still on guard against me?”