On Our Wedding Night, I Discovered the Crown Prince's Hidden Illness-Chapter 892: Pushing It to the Limit

The hairpin that had just been placed in her hair fell onto the dressing table after being bumped by him.

After a long while, he picked up the eyebrow pencil and carefully drew on her brows, intricately and skillfully.

She teasingly said, "So His Highness requires compensation before drawing brows."

Her voice was so charming it was criminal.

Looking at the blushing face in front of him, Ye Yiheng smiled gently, "I can’t help it, I’ve long wanted to hear you cry."

But it’s not the crying she might think.

Leng Yu Yan understood well the dark humor in his words and pinched his waist.

His robe was slightly open, and with her pinch, the loosely tied belt immediately came undone, revealing his toned waist.

The cold white skin was tinged with a hint of red, causing Leng Yu Yan to lower her eyes.

The woman’s eyelashes fluttered slightly, and Ye Yiheng looked down at himself, smiling, "You’ve seen it countless times, why are you still so shy?"

"It’s morning now, the daylight is different from the night."

She reached out, her slender fingers tying a knot on his inner clothes ribbon.

Only then was she able to barely cover his exposure.

The man laughed again, "Look a few more times, and you’ll get used to it, you can see it at any time."

Leng Yu Yan’s ears turned red, and she reached out to cover his mouth, "Don’t talk about this."

Everyone says he’s cold-hearted and indifferent to women, but only she knows how close this person can be.

The man’s lips curved into a smile, one hand pinching her chin, the other meticulously sketching her brows.

Once finished, he wrapped his arm around her waist and lifted her off the dressing table.

"How is it?" he asked, "Are you satisfied?"

Leng Yu Yan glanced at her reflection, her cheeks still flushed with a fresh addition, and the exquisite brows were undeniable.

This man, whatever he does, he does it to perfection.

"Satisfied," she said, glancing at a damp spot on the tabletop, quickly covering it with a handkerchief before turning to push him, "Your Highness, please leave!"

"How can I leave with my clothes in disarray?"

"Then go get dressed," she stamped her foot, her ears turning scarlet with embarrassment.

"You help me dress."

"Oh."

Leng Yu Yan bit the inside of her lip.

She had been somewhat forward last night, and now he was acting so clingy?

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Prince Liang Mansion.

Ye Zhenyu stood in the study with a cold expression, listening to the servant’s report.

"Your Highness, the plaque at the mansion’s gate has just been replaced with one that says ’Prince Liang Mansion.’ The townspeople gather at the entrance pointing and discussing, should we drive them away?"

Ye Zhenyu coldly said, "There’s no need."

Evicting them now would only add to the gossip.

Thinking of Lai Manting, Ye Zhenyu turned his head and said, "Bring the steward; I have questions for him."

The servant acknowledged and left.

Soon, the steward arrived in front of Ye Zhenyu.

The steward had already heard about the woman he brought in being Lai Manting.

As the prince sought him out, it seemed he was about to face consequences.

With this in mind, the steward knelt, kowtowing, "Your Highness, this old servant truly did not know that woman was the former concubine."

Ye Zhenyu coldly glanced at the trembling steward on the ground, coldly asking, "Where did you find her?"

"Just with a human trafficker. This old servant saw she bore some resemblance to the Crown Princess Consort and thought Your Highness would like her, so I bought her. I thought keeping her by Your Highness’s side would improve your mood. This old servant had no idea she was the former concubine!"

"What kind of trafficker?"

"There were many traffickers there, but the one who sold her was peculiar, wearing a hat that obscured his face. He kept his head down, so this old servant only saw his chin, and the man likely wore a mask. I thought he was merely trying to avoid recognition, so I didn’t think much of it."

"What did the mask look like?"

The steward shook his head, "I didn’t see it clearly, but it certainly wasn’t an ordinary market mask, from the angle I saw it appeared quite scary."

"Alright, I understand." 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎

Ye Zhenyu waved his hand, no matter who that person was, Lai Manting’s return to Prince Liang Mansion was clearly premeditated.

The steward withdrew as if he had been granted a huge relief.

Once the steward left, Ye Zhenyu took out a scroll painting and slowly unrolled it. Gazing at the beauty with a flower-like smile depicted in it, he lifted a brush to draw on the face.

Just as the brush was about to touch the face, he retracted his hand.

With a snap, he placed the brush back onto the holder.

Looking at the painting again, the beauty seemed to mock him for his incompetence. His mind was filled with thoughts of the woman, yet he had never even touched her fingertip.

Ye Zhenyu angrily wanted to tear the painting, but ultimately refrained.

Blame it on his own foolishness; when he slept with Lai Manting those two times, he felt a sense of familiarity with her.

Yet, seeing her face resemble Leng Yu Yan’s, he subconsciously mistook her for Leng Yu Yan. Even when the experience wasn’t satisfying, he endured it against his will.

Yesterday’s actions firmed his resolve: he must thoroughly crush Leng Yu Yan in this lifetime, then personally end her life!

Elsewhere, the plaque at Prince Qi Mansion was also replaced with one that said ’Qi County Prince Mansion.’

Having transformed from the Seventh Prince Mansion to Prince Qi Mansion in only a day, even the plaque now was replaced.

Ye Zhengmo fumed within the mansion, cursing Ye Zhenyu: "Idiot, never slept with a woman? Couldn’t even recognize Lai Manting! Now look, his foolish plan backfired not only on himself but dragged me into it."

"That slut Li Lu, she hid well! Damn it, someone come here!" he shouted.

If when the incident occurred, only Lai Manting acted against Leng Yu Yan and Li Lu did not participate, he could still clear himself before the Father Emperor.

But now, Li Lu is his woman, and given her actions, he can’t escape the connection.

The guard quickly appeared, "Your Highness?"

"Find Leng Zongfa, I want an explanation from him."

"Yes, Your Highness!"

Ye Zhengmo, still fuming, went to Li Lu’s residence, smashing her belongings to pieces.

At the same time, Consort Xian discreetly left the palace for a secluded courtyard.

Upon seeing her, Ghost Face knelt apologetically, "Master, I’ve failed you."

Consort Xian glared angrily at Ghost Face, her voice sharp, "Couldn’t Lai Manting stay properly by the Fourth’s side? How did such a massive blunder occur?"

"To ensure Lai Manting’s safe return to Prince Liang’s side, I painstakingly found a face mask resembling Leng Yu Yan. But she caused such trouble within just three days of returning. The blame lies with me; I didn’t educate Lai Manting well enough."

Consort Xian said, "The Fourth is hard to control, and he is naturally suspicious, making it difficult to plant a spy by his side."

This spy must be loyal to her and harbor hatred toward Ye Zhenyu; Lai Manting was the best choice.

Ye Zhenyu is not her biological son and has substantial power; consequently, his ambitions for the throne grow increasingly apparent.

To ensure he wholeheartedly supports Ye Zhengmo, she must place someone by his side to find leverage against him.

For this purpose, she had, intentionally or not, allowed Lai Manting to interact with Ye Zhenyu a few years ago. As expected, Lai Manting fell in love with Ye Zhenyu.

Later, by a twist of fate, Lai Manting was removed from her status as a concubine, leading her to hate Ye Zhenyu.

Cultivating such a spy was laborious and time-consuming.

And now, what has she gained?