Chapter 237 - Touch and Go
Chapter 237: Chapter 237: Touch and Go
Chapter 237: Chapter 237: Touch and Go
The night was deep and heavy.
It was well into the late night, and within a courtyard of Prince Zhenbei Mansion, the lights were brightly lit.
Members of the Leng Family stood vigil by the sides of two beds, inadvertently nodding off one by one.
Leng Yu Yan leaned against the back of the chair, sleeping heavily due to excessive blood loss.
“Big brother has woken up!”
Lai Yuxing shouted loudly, awakening everyone.
Li Yuyue sat up on the bed, looked around, rubbed his swollen temples, and then noticed that Father King was still lying down, while his family members were all staring at him.
The Old Princess Consort, overcome with emotion, rushed forward and embraced her eldest grandson.
“Ye’er has finally woken up!”
“Grandmother, what has happened?”
Li Yuyue was utterly confused; in his memory, he and Father King had attended a farewell banquet in the palace, and after the banquet, they both mounted their horses, then he blacked out.
The next thing he knew, he was waking up to the current scene.
Eyes brimming with tears, the Old Princess Consort looked at her grandson, who had lost much weight, “This matter is a long story; we’ll talk in detail once your Father King awakens.”
Watching as Father King still lay quietly, Lai Yuxing leaned over, staring unblinkingly at Lai Ran’s face, muttering, “Could it be that Father King, being older, has yet to awaken even though big brother has?”
With eyes still closed, Lai Ran raised his hand and slapped Lai Yuxing, “You whelp, is that how you speak about your Father King?”
Lai Yuxing laughed heartily and ran off while laughing.
Lai Ran chased after him for a few steps but, feeling severely dizzy, eventually sat back down on the bed.
The brothers laughed carelessly, without a worry in the world.
Their children and grandchildren having finally awakened left Lai Taihong and his wife very happy; this time they refrained from scolding the younger generation.
Leng Yu Yan, feeling somewhat weak, leaned against the chair’s back, quietly observing the joyful scene in the room.
Then, Lai Yu’s expression grew serious, “What on earth has happened?”
It was then that Lai Taihong and his wife began to recount what had transpired.
Halfway through their story, seeing that the younger generation was yawning incessantly, they allowed them to go rest while the two elders continued.
At the end, Lai Taihong gave instructions, “For the next few days, you and your sons should rest well in this room, and delay going out until a few days later.”
Understanding his father’s meaning, which was to lower the Ye Family’s suspicions, Lai Ran nodded, “We’ll listen to Father.”
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A few days later, Leng Yu Yan’s wounds began to heal.
Recalling how Ye Yiheng had stayed by her side when the Extreme Joy Powder took effect, gratitude filled her heart; she decided to take a cartload of pomelos to the Eastern Palace.
Seeing the Commandery Princess arrive, Song Guo said cheerfully, “Commandery Princess, His Highness is in the study.”
Leng Yu Yan nodded, “Song Guo, please have someone unload all the pomelos from the cart.”
“Of course.”
Song Guo happily complied and peeked into the cart—my goodness, it was full of pomelos; how did the Commandery Princess even ride here?
Leng Yu Yan picked out a large one and carried it herself towards the small building.
After a few steps, she turned around, “For those who carried water for my bath and hurried about that day, help me distribute these pomelos to them.”
“Sure, don’t worry, Commandery Princess.”
Song Guo gestured to summon a group of little eunuchs to move them.
Shortly after, Leng Yu Yan entered the small building.
The small building was very quiet, the usual palace maids and eunuchs standing guard by the door were nowhere to be seen.
She unconsciously slowed her pace, and as she neared the study, the sounds from inside made her freeze on the spot.
“The day the Commandery Princess left the Eastern Palace, His Highness was stricken with his cold disease, slipping into unconsciousness for three days. No one in the Eastern Palace dared to inform Prince Zhenbei Mansion of this matter.”
“I understand, this was His Highness’s intention.”
“But His Highness knows full well why the cold disease struck so severely.”
“Woman, the state, and life itself, which is lighter and which is heavier, Your Highness, do you not know?”
The righteous voice came from a man named Ling Lang standing beside Ye Yiheng.
This Ling Lang was somewhat skilled in medicine, and what role he played by Ye Yiheng’s side, she was not clear, but she knew that his words were indeed heartfelt.
However, she unexpectedly did not know that, during the days she left the Eastern Palace, Ye Yiheng’s cold disease had flared up.
Leng Yu Yan took a few more steps toward the study, hearing the conversation inside more clearly.
“Your Highness wishes to marry the Commandery Princess, your subordinate dare not refute. But regarding your body, it is best not to be moved by a woman. Once your heart stirs, various toxins in the body will reflux, and your life cannot be guaranteed!”
Upon hearing this, Leng Yu Yan furrowed her brows.
How could she not know there was such a saying?
Could it be that Ye Yiheng is impotent?
Thinking this, Leng Yu Yan quickened her pace and knocked on the door of the study.
Ye Yiheng and Ling Lang inside the study simultaneously looked over at her.
Leng Yu Yan smiled, “Mr. Ling worries too much! This time, it is I, the Commandery Princess, who actively requested to marry His Highness. His Highness agreed because this marriage is not about love, so your concerns can be dispelled.”
Ling Lang looked incredulously at Ye Yiheng and then at Leng Yu Yan, bowed, and left the study.
Leng Yu Yan raised the pomelo she was holding in her hand toward Ye Yiheng, “Your Highness, would you like some pomelo?”
Ye Yiheng withdrew his gaze, silent.
Stepping slowly to the writing desk, Leng Yu Yan took off her hairpin, traced a circle on the surface of the pomelo, then forcefully peeled it open, and a burst of fresh aroma immediately spread.
“It seems quite good.” She moved half towards him, “Your Highness, would you like to try?”
Ye Yiheng continued to write on the Imperial Decree with a pen, seemingly uninterested in heeding her.
Seeing this, Leng Yu Yan was not annoyed, she took back the half she had moved towards him, dug out a segment, peeled the flesh out, and brought it towards him.
“Your Highness, try it!”
Today, she came to the Eastern Palace for two reasons, to thank someone and to ask for his help.
At this moment, seeing that he did not intend to pay attention to her, she brought the flesh closer to his lips.
Ye Yiheng then turned his gaze to the pomelo flesh pinched at her fingertips, the white and slightly pink fingertips gently pinching the pomelo flesh, indeed pleasant to the eyes.
His lips slightly parted, taking in the flesh resting on her fingertips.
She couldn’t tell whether he did it on purpose or by accident, but his cool lips touched her fingertips.
It was just a touch, a brief contact, but the tingling sensation instantly spread from her fingertips to her limbs and body.
His lips, cool, but very soft and tender.
Leng Yu Yan felt somewhat dazed.
It was then that Ye Yiheng suddenly spoke, “Won’t you keep feeding me?”
“Oh, feed, of course I shall. I came specially today to thank Your Highness. For the matter of the Extreme Joy Powder the other day, Your Highness took meticulous care, and I am grateful.”
During the conversation, she offered another piece.
She had thought that this time he would take it with his hand, but once again, he brought his lips closer.
Luckily, this time his lips did not touch her fingertips.
Leng Yu Yan let out a quiet sigh of relief, but it was heard by a certain person, who asked her coldly, “Is the Commandery Princess not willing to give thanks?”
“It’s not that, not at all,” she quickly waved her hand, “I am thinking of how to get Your Highness to help.”
“The pomelo isn’t sweet; how can you shamelessly ask me for help?”
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“Not sweet?” Leng Yu Yan looked doubtful, broke off another piece of flesh and put it into her mouth, “No, that’s not right, I think it’s very sweet!”
“It could be that the Commandery Princess’ share is the sweet one.”
“How could that be so?” Leng Yu Yan broke another piece and ate, “It really is sweet. Your Highness, try this piece.”
She offered the flesh again, but unexpectedly, Ye Yiheng reached and touched her lips…
Startled, she forgot to chew.
What was he going to do?