On Our Wedding Night, I Discovered the Crown Prince's Hidden Illness-Chapter 137 - : His Family’s Rice

Chapter 137: Chapter 137: His Family’s Rice

The anger from last night surged up in her heart, and Leng Yu Yan spoke in a more subdued tone, “Today is the Shangsi Festival, a time for an outing in nature. May I ask what Your Highness wants me to explain?”

With a single sentence, Ye Yiheng was left speechless.

Especially in front of Ji Qingyu, he couldn’t question her about why she was out before dawn, nor could he ask why she was with Ji Qingyu at this moment.

If he asked, he would be admitting defeat to Ji Qingyu.

Song Guo, quick-witted, hastily smoothed things over, “Crown Princess Consort, it’s like this, today there’s a festival activity in the East Suburb. His Highness has been waiting for you for a long time; he didn’t expect you to head out so early.”

Ye Yiheng said with a heavy voice, “Get in the carriage.”

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Leng Yu Yan did not want to move, did not want to go to the East Suburb, and even less did she want to follow him onto the carriage of the Eastern Palace.

Inside the carriage, this madman would probably do something to threaten her life.

If she could, she least wished to be involved in his life.

Song Guo bowed and gestured, “Crown Princess Consort, let’s set off quickly, His Highness has been waiting for you all morning!”

Leng Yu Yan glanced at Song Guo, who had held the umbrella for her last night, and pursed her lips, “I can just take the carriage I hired.”

With that, she walked toward the carriage they had hired with Miao Zhu.

Ye Yiheng was about to lose his temper, but Ji Qingyu grabbed his arm.

“Ah Yan has the right to choose!”

At this moment, Leng Yu Yan, who had boarded the carriage, lifted the curtain, “Qingyu, didn’t you say you were going just now?”

“Yes, Ah Yan, wait for me.” Ji Qingyu hurriedly took a few steps, untied the reins tied to the tree trunk, and mounted the horse.

A horse carriage and a horse left together.

Ye Yiheng’s face was expressionless.

Good, one calling her Ah Yan, the other calling him Qingyu, so intimate.

As if he were dead?

Seeing the oppressive aura surrounding his own Crown Prince affect everything around him, Song Guo and Mo Chen took a sharp breath, but no one dared to open their mouths to persuade.

By the time they reached the East Suburb, it was time for the noon meal.

The Tian Family’s territory was vast, and one of the courtyards had been turned into a temporary dining hall.

Ji Qingyu led Leng Yu Yan inside, and the two just sat down.

Ye Yiheng, aided by Song Guo, also sat down.

When the Crown Prince and Prince Qing arrived, the palace maids and eunuchs immediately served dishes and set the table.

Soon after, they began their meal.

Ye Yiheng sat with a dignified coldness, while Song Guo helped him place the dishes into his small plate before he moved his chopsticks.

Delighting in the blind man’s awkwardness, Ji Qingyu felt a surge of satisfaction. The blind man needing help to eat naturally meant he couldn’t serve the food to anyone else.

Now was the perfect time to show the difference between him and the other.

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With this in mind, Ji Qingyu used the communal chopsticks to place food in Leng Yu Yan’s bowl.

“Ah Yan, I remember in that mountain inn six months ago, this wild vegetable was your favorite.”

Recently, the blind man had people investigate the past he and Ah Yan knew, so let the blind man deeply understand.

As he spoke, Ji Qingyu picked up another chopstick-full, “They actually have it today, eat more!”

“Mm, thank you!”

Leng Yu Yan ate happily.

This wild vegetable, known as Indian aster, was her favorite dish in modern times.

Since traveling to this time, the first she had it was during that period she met Ji Qingyu in the mountain inn.

Unexpectedly, at today’s Shangsi Festival event held by Tian Family, she could eat it again.

Ye Yiheng’s expression grew colder by several degrees upon seeing her fondness for this wild vegetable dish.

Sitting at another table, Zheng Liqi, noticing the Crown Prince’s indifferent face, slightly curled the corners of her lips and pushed the bowl in front of her toward her maid Bi Yan, “I can’t eat any more.”

Bi Yan frowned, “Miss, you’ve only had half a bowl; if the master and lady knew, they would feel heartache again.”

At that moment, Miao Zhu brought a bowl of rice to Leng Yu Yan, “Miss, eat some more.”

Leng Yu Yan took the bowl, “Hmm, I got up too early today, I just had a bowl and still don’t feel full. Miao Zhu, go have your meal next door, no need to serve me.”

The bowls they used to serve rice were as small as tea cups.

A bowl of rice was just a few mouthfuls!

“Miss, I just had a bowl before coming here,” Miao Zhu smiled, “Take your time, Miss. I will go eat a bit more.”

Her miss was truly kind!

Other pampered young ladies always required their attendants to serve them, whilst those attendants stayed hungry and still urged their masters to eat more, truly pitiable.

Miao Zhu shook her head as she walked away.

“Don’t just focus on eating rice, have more vegetables,” Ji Qingyu added more vegetables for her.

Mother said, eating well is a blessing.

Ah Yan was unlike the other noble daughters; her genuine nature greatly pleased him.

Leng Yu Yan nodded, “You eat more too, don’t just focus on serving me.”

Watching their back and forth, Ye Yiheng’s face darkened even more, “Like the other legitimate daughters of noble families, one is satisfied with half a bowl of rice, but you…”

Leng Yu Yan, who was busily eating, looked up and glanced towards the other tables.

Not far away, Zheng Liqi was sitting with several noble daughters, also looking her way.

Leng Yu Yan wanted to retort, What? Am I eating your family’s rice? What do you care?

But then she remembered, recently she was staying at the Eastern Palace, and including this meal now, she was indeed eating their rice.

She then set down her chopsticks and bowl, “Your Highness, I come from a remote valley where going hungry is common. If I embarrassed you, it is my fault.”

But, she had gotten up before dawn today, and after so many hours, she was having her first meal.

People take food as their heaven; she might as well fill her belly first.

Let the blind man blame what he wants!

With this thought, Leng Yu Yan picked up her bowl and chopsticks again, lowering her voice, “Your Highness, if you mind that I eat too much, I’ll eat less when I’m in the Eastern Palace from now on.”

Ye Yiheng looked extremely irritated and frustrated at the bottom of his heart.

It wasn’t that he minded her eating much, but seeing her and Ji Qingyu so close together really infuriated him.

Thinking of them staying together at the Wild Mountain Inn, and Ji Qingyu even knowing what she liked to eat, enraged him further.

Ji Qingyu gently smiled, “Ah Yan, from now on come to Marquis Jiangyang Mansion to eat. Your taste matches my mother’s, and you can definitely eat your fill.”

After that, he restrained his smile, turned his head, and scolded Zheng Liqi and the others, “You few can’t even finish a wine cup-like half bowl of rice, who are you trying to fool? The Crown Prince can’t even see!”

Zheng Liqi and the other noble daughters had awkward and ugly expressions. Realizing it was inappropriate to stay longer, they stood up, bowed their heads and knees, and excused themselves.

Leng Yu Yan gave Ji Qingyu a thumbs-up; his words had hit the mark spectacularly.

Seeing this, Ye Yiheng put down his chopsticks.

This woman was giving Ji Qingyu a thumbs-up; did she realize she was telling him he treated her well?

Where did she place him, her fiancé?

Ye Yiheng’s placement of the chopsticks was slightly louder, and everyone present heard it and understood the Crown Prince was angry.

Many people whispered, “The Crown Prince still likes Miss Zheng.”

“That’s true, their childhood connection is extraordinary.”

Hearing this, Leng Yu Yan glanced at a certain blindfolded person across from her, saw his extremely cold expression, and knew he was angry.

Was it because she ate too much that irritated him, or was it Zheng Liqi’s getting scolded by Ji Qingyu that made him vent his anger on her?

Unreasonably caring so much about Zheng Liqi, why not marry her into the Eastern Palace!

This man was frail, yet he insisted on binding her.

Didn’t want Zheng Liqi to become his widow, but still had the nerve to harm her?

The more she thought, the angrier she got, Leng Yu Yan quickly finished her meal, then stood up, “Your Highness, please enjoy your meal!”

With that, she gracefully left.

She had no desire to see his sour face.