"Ah Yan, are you still..." Ji Qingyu’s heart skipped a beat, and he exclaimed with wild joy, "You have a problem with Ye Yiheng, don’t you?" Leng Yu Yan snatched the human skin back from his hand and replied coldly, "I have no problem with His Highness, he said he is willing to wait for me." She rubbed the spot he had pinched painfully, and a thin mist veiled her eyes, "Ji Qingyu, I don’t want to be friends with you anymore!" With that, she hurried away. Ji Qingyu wanted to chase after her, but Chun Liu quickly stepped in front of him. "The Crown Princess Consort is especially afraid of pain. If Prince Qing truly cares about our princess, how could he bear to pinch her arm so hard?" To pinch it that tightly, causing the stuck-on human skin to wrinkle and curl up, how forceful must it have been? Hearing these words, Ji Qingyu suddenly remembered that he really had gripped too tightly and recalled the clearly visible finger marks on her fair arm, and a sense of guilt immediately surfaced in his heart. Seeing that he did not speak, Chun Liu continued, "Our princess is now the Crown Princess Consort. The Crown Prince and our princess are affectionately devoted to each other, and we, who serve by the princess’s side, can all see it. If Prince Qing truly has our princess’s best interests at heart, please forget about her!" Leng Yu Yan had only taken a few steps when Lai Jiajia, accompanied by Lai Zonghui, Lai Xuan, and Xiaoshan, arrived at the melon patch. Lai Jiajia supported Leng Yu Yan and said to Lai Zonghui, "Father, it was that little tyrant who attempted to take liberties with your daughter." Seeing Ji Qingyu inside the pavilion, and considering his status, Lai Zonghui could only ask Leng Yu Yan, "Crown Princess Consort, how would you like to handle this matter?" Still angry, Leng Yu Yan immediately ordered Xiaoshan, "Tie him up for me!" "Yes, Crown Princess Consort!" affirmed Xiaoshan, who took a hemp rope from Lai Xuan and walked straight toward Ji Qingyu. Ji Qingyu did not resist at all; instead, he compliantly placed his hands together, allowing Xiaoshan to bind him. Xiaoshan pushed and shoved Ji Qingyu in front of Leng Yu Yan and asked, "Crown Princess Consort, how should this man be dealt with afterward?" Leng Yu Yan lifted her gaze and glanced at Ji Qingyu. There seemed to be something indistinctly meaningful in his smiling eyes, which annoyed and disturbed her. Thus, she lowered her gaze and said coolly, "Send him back to Marquis Jiangyang Mansion. Report his attempt to take liberties today to Marquis Jiangyang and Princess Heng Yuan, and ask them to keep a tight watch on him." A smile spread across Ji Qingyu’s lips, and then he said to Lai Jiajia, "Sorry for just now, I had too much to drink and mistook you for someone else." Lai Jiajia fumed, "Is an apology all it takes?" Ji Qingyu smiled again, his smile clear and bright as a gentle breeze after the moon emerges, "With your looks, how could I be interested in you?" Upon hearing this, Lai Jiajia became even more infuriated, balling her fists and setting upon Ji Qingyu. Ji Qingyu was bound and could not fight back, but he could dodge, and he taunted disdainfully, "Don’t touch me!" He was in high spirits, regardless of whatever issues the blind man and Ah Yan had, it was true that Ah Yan was unwilling to be with the blind man. Thinking of this, his heart blossomed with joy. By the time they returned to the estate, another Eastern Palace Carriage had just arrived. Seeing Ye Yiheng stepping down from the carriage, Leng Yu Yan’s emotions became uncontrollable, and she ran directly into his embrace. Making such a move to throw herself into his arms in front of everyone was infrequent for her; what was the reason today? With this question in mind, Ye Yiheng gently held her and asked softly, "What’s wrong?" Leng Yu Yan composed herself and shook her head, "Nothing really. Didn’t you say you would come to pick me up in the afternoon? Why have you come now?" "That Baili Wenyi wanted to play a game of weiqi with me, and I was annoyed, so I made an excuse to leave," Ye Yiheng looked towards Lai Zonghui approaching from behind, "Uncle, may I trouble you for a cup of water to drink?" As he was talking, he noticed Xiaoshan pushing the bound Ji Qingyu. His hands and body were tied up; could something serious have happened? Lai Zonghui hurriedly stated respectfully, "It’s my honor that Your Highness, the Crown Prince, graces us with your presence!" Ye Yiheng nodded slightly and, taking Leng Yu Yan’s hand, helped her into the horse carriage. He needed to get to the bottom of the situation. Seeing even the Crown Prince had arrived, Lai Zonghui quickly ordered Lai Jiajia and Lai Xuan to go back to the village to buy more food, and he himself went back into the house, excitedly telling Ms. He, "Prepare a few more dishes, the Crown Prince has come." Ms. He busied herself happily with the preparations. Outside, Xiaoshan, holding one end of the rope binding Ji Qingyu, stood by the carriage. Once the two Your Highnesses came out, he had to ask them what to do with this scoundrel. Inside the carriage, Ye Yiheng seated Leng Yu Yan and asked, "What happened?" Leng Yu Yan recounted what she had witnessed in the melon patch to Ye Yiheng, and then said, "I sent Miao Zhu to accompany Jiajia back to the estate because we ran into the Imperial Aunt shortly after leaving the house. She was looking for Qingyu, so I thought I’d console her a bit and get him to go back." "But I didn’t expect him to say that I should try him out, and he said many more things afterward. Listening to him made me feel disgusted, I couldn’t even bring myself to repeat his words to Your Highness..." As she spoke, she rolled up her sleeve, "This is where he pinched me, causing the prosthetic skin I applied to lift and even tear." Ye Yiheng saw the clear red marks on her delicate white arm and his eyes flared with killing intent, but when he met Leng Yu Yan’s gaze, they immediately softened. Follow current ɴᴏᴠᴇʟs on 𝗻𝗼𝘷𝗲𝗹•𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮•𝕟𝕖𝕥 He massaged her arm tenderly, his voice almost gritting, "Did Qingyu insult you with his words?" Leng Yu Yan couldn’t control herself, and tears cascaded down her cheeks as she sobbed, "He said that Your Highness was rumored to have a hidden illness for a reason, and that he could make me..." She simply couldn’t continue and covered her face, crying. Without even thinking, Ye Yiheng knew what kind of things Qingyu must have said. He quickly took her into his arms and said coldly, "I shall kill him." Leng Yu Yan shook her head, "It’s not to the extent that he deserves death." Ye Yiheng cupped her face and gently kissed away her tears, "Don’t cry, think of his words as nothing more than a dog barking. You mustn’t take the barks of a dog to heart." "Mhm!" Leng Yu Yan nodded emphatically and then looking up at him, said, "Your Highness, let us consummate our marriage." She had to make Qingyu give up on her completely! These words were overheard by Xiaoshan and Qingyu, who were standing outside. Xiaoshan took a deep breath and a smile quickly spread across his lips, as long as she was happy, everything was fine. The person who saved him expecting nothing in return and allowed him to gain experience in the Northern Garrison, such a good person, was worth protecting for a lifetime. His greatest wish was to protect her, even if it meant harboring the regret of not having her. But seeing her happy made him happy too! Qingyu clenched his fists tightly, making a cracking sound. Did the relationship between Ah Yan and Ye Yiheng really not have any problems? Inside the carriage, Ye Yiheng was overjoyed, "Yanyan, what did you say?" "I said, let’s consummate our marriage..." Leng Yu Yan asked softly with pursed lips, "Does Your Highness not want me?" Her eyes, brimming with moisture, gazed at him directly. Reddened from crying, her eyes and the tip of her nose had a soft and vulnerable appearance. "Silly girl!" Ye Yiheng teased her nose, "How could I not want you?" Leng Yu Yan sniffled, "Then that’s good." Qingyu outside was furious to the extreme, and as his body was bound, he threw himself against the side of the carriage. The Eastern Palace Carriage was quite large, but with his forceful push, the carriage still shook slightly. Inside the carriage, Ye Yiheng noticed and said to Leng Yu Yan with a gentle tone, "We’ll consummate our marriage tonight, but at this moment, I must deal with the one who covets you."