On Our Wedding Night, I Discovered the Crown Prince's Hidden Illness-Chapter 219 - The Wild Cat Scratches Its Waist
Chapter 219: Chapter 219: The Wild Cat Scratches Its Waist
Chapter 219: Chapter 219: The Wild Cat Scratches Its Waist
Ye Yiheng avoided the situation without making a sound.
A palace maid immediately knelt down, her sobs accompanied by the knocking of her head on the floor, “Crown Prince, please forgive me! I failed to notice the broken cup in the darkness, and for this negligence, I beg you to spare my life!”
Ye Zhenyu chuckled, “Surely the Crown Prince wouldn’t take the life of a palace maid over a mere wine cup?”
Ye Yiheng moved his injured fingers, letting the blood flow freely.
“The darkness makes it impossible to see the cracks, so naturally no one is to blame. Besides, I have already used this cup to drink a few times, so its fate in this world has not been in vain.”
The palace maid quickly knocked her head on the floor to thank him for his grace.
Everyone says that the Crown Prince is sinister, but now, with so much blood flowing from his finger, and yet he did not pursue the maid’s mistake, it showed that the Crown Prince was actually a gentle man.
In no time, many started whispering to each other.
Only Leng Yu Yan’s heart clenched, Song Guo was meticulous, how could she let the Crown Prince use a cup with a crack?
There could only be one reason, the cup was intact when it was used.
The damage was entirely Ye Yiheng’s doing!
Ye Yiheng’s skills were unparalleled, a fact known by few.
And she was well aware of it.
If it wasn’t for his restraint just then, the cup would have been reduced to powder.
Thinking this, Leng Yu Yan’s heart was in utter turmoil.
Her intuition told her that the madness of the ‘crazy’ was about to flare up again.
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Zheng Liqi gently comforted, “Your Highness, you have injured your hand, it would be best to bandage it.”
As per tradition, during the Mid-Autumn Festival, the Emperor would grant the Imperial Physicians from the Imperial Hospital leave to go home for the festival and reunite with their families.
Today was no exception, and therefore the Imperial Hospital was utterly deserted.
Because of this, Zheng Liqi very much wished to hold the Crown Prince’s exceptionally beautiful hand.
Holding hands might just evoke sentimental feelings.
Harboring this thought, she added, “I would like to dress Your Highness’s wound.”
The Emperor said in a heavy voice, “Crown Prince, you should have your hand bandaged.”
Bloody like that, it was nauseating to look at.
Ye Yiheng seemed oblivious to the wound on his hand, still letting the blood flow.
The Empress Dowager furrowed her brows; after all, the man before her was her own grandson, and he was blind, which stirred a touch of pity in her heart.
Plus, with the Miss Zheng so keen to dress the Crown Prince’s wound, the Empress Dowager also chimed in, “Crown Prince, get the wound bandaged, and then return to your seat.”
Ye Yiheng stood up, “When Princess Beilan stayed at the Eastern Palace, she dressed my wounds. As such, I will trouble the Commandery Princess with this task.”
His voice was as clear and cold as jade, yet with a hint of chill.
In this one sentence, he raised two key points.
Everyone present was astute and caught on immediately.
Firstly, he made it known to those from Prince Zhenbei Mansion that Leng Yu Yan had stayed in the Eastern Palace.
This fact was meant not only for the ears of Prince Zhenbei Mansion’s people but also for Ji Qingyu.
Secondly, she had dressed his wound before—what kind of wound? Where was it located?
Was it a private wound, or something akin to his fingers?
Regardless, his words clearly hinted at their past intimacy.
This was fodder for speculation!
The Leng Family’s faces all darkened.
The Yun Family quietly asked, “Mian’er, what is your relationship with the Crown Prince…?”
“Mother, my relationship with him is pure and without fault.”
Leng Yu Yan shook her head, her hand beneath the table suddenly clenched tight.
She knew it, his madness was about to erupt.
Just now in the side hall, he had said he would let her go. When she heard these words, she did not feel as relieved as she had imagined.
Now thinking back, the inexplicable feeling in her heart at that moment was truly absurd!
And the Fifth Prince, seeing the drama and not minding adding to it, asked with a raised voice, “Crown Prince, my Sixth Brother, where were you hurt before?”
“Waist.”
Ye Yiheng released just one word indifferently.
That single word seemed to stir up a thousand ripples.
Injured his waist, wasn’t the Crown Prince incapacitated?
How did it happen?
Could it be that the Crown Prince, knowing it was impossible, forcefully continued, resulting in injury?
Leng Yu Yan’s face darkened, ready to speak, when Li Yuyue interjected, “Your Highness, do not recklessly tarnish my younger sister’s reputation!”
“Prince Heir, you are being too sensitive.”
Ye Yiheng’s voice was so faint, a breeze seemed enough to scatter it.
The Fifth Prince couldn’t stop smiling, “Crown Prince, Sixth Brother, why don’t you elaborate on how you injured your waist? You’re hurt and refuse to let the Imperial Physician see it; no wonder the Prince Heir thought otherwise.”
“When I was traveling to Jiangzhou, one night, a wild cat scratched my waist.”
“At that time, there was no Imperial Physician on my boat, and the Commandery Princess happened to board my vessel. Since those around me were rough and unrefined, I had no choice but to trouble the Commandery Princess.”
Ye Yiheng’s explanation extinguished the teasing mood among those present.
It also relieved the people of the Leng Family. In this light, Ah Yan’s bandaging of the Crown Prince was simply kind-hearted.
Only Leng Yu Yan felt her heart rise with alarm.
His mentioned wild cat was her!
Ye Yiheng spoke again, “Princess Beilan, I must trouble you to bandage me.”
His voice was distant and ethereal in the night, betraying no hint of emotion.
Yet it compelled Leng Yu Yan’s compliance.
That night on the boat, she had mistakenly ended up in his bed. Now, if she did not heed him, she truly didn’t know what the Madman might do next.
She had just risen from her seat when she saw the Madman being supported by Song Guo towards a side hall.
“Sister, would you like your brothers to accompany you?” Li Yuyue genuinely worried.
Ye Jiu laughed lightly, “Prince Heir, you worry too much. The Commandery Princess is merely dressing a wound for our Crown Prince brother, nothing perilous about that.”
Hearing this, Leng Yu Yan hesitated in her step.
Could she say that being alone with Ye Yiheng was indeed perilous?
Yet now, if she called for her brothers to follow, it would be ridiculed, disparaging not just her but them as well; secondly, the man probably had something he wanted to say to her alone. If she ruined this opportunity, he would surely have other plans.
Better to just comply.
Once inside a room in the side hall, Song Guo put down the medical kit on the table and then tactfully left, gently closing the door behind her.
Ye Yiheng took off his eye veil, flipped his robe aside and sat by the table, extending his injured hand towards her.
Leng Yu Yan silently washed her hands, then took the gauze and medicine powder. When she looked at his finger, her eyes narrowed, and her heart trembled.
The wound was deep enough to see bone.
Was he truly a madman, injuring himself like this just so she would tend to him?
“Your Highness, why go to such lengths? Others might believe Song Guo’s words, yet I know Your Highness inflicted this upon yourself deliberately.”
“You wouldn’t think I injured myself just to be alone with you?” He laughed, a laugh so luminous, “You flatter yourself too much.”
“So it seems I was mistaken.”
As he admired her eyes brimming like autumn waters, glittering with radiant charm, it was hard for him to stay composed.
Ye Yiheng clenched his other fist.
What to do?
Only two hours had passed, and he already regretted it!
Regretted agreeing to grant her freedom!
Leng Yu Yan sprinkled the hemostatic powder, which stung terribly, but he didn’t so much as furrow his brow.
As if the wound wasn’t even on his hand.
She wrapped the gauze carefully around his wound and tied a knot: “There, it’s deep so be cautious these next few days. Ensure it doesn’t get wet.”
After giving her advice, she stood to leave.
“What if I don’t listen?” He lifted his eyelids, quietly fixing his gaze on her retreating figure.
