Chapter 706: Chapter 706: Alone With Restraint He said this and then got out of the carriage. Leng Yu Yan hurriedly followed, only to see Ye Yiheng striding up to Ji Qingyu and grabbing him by the collar. Before Ye Yiheng could speak, Ji Qingyu snorted with laughter, “You’re not up for it, or is it that your body’s too weak?” At that moment, Lai Zonghui came out and saw the Crown Prince with a darkened handsome face, grabbing Prince Qing by the collar, and so he walked over, “Your Highness.” Ye Yiheng turned his head, “Uncle, is there a well here?” “Of course, there is one,” replied Lai Zonghui as he raised his hand to lead the way, “Please follow me, Your Highness.” Leng Yu Yan knew that Ye Yiheng was strong, but at this moment, she gained a deeper, more intuitive understanding as she watched him dragging Ji Qingyu with one hand, following Lai Zonghui. Ji Qingyu kicked about wildly, but since his hands were bound to his body, he couldn’t struggle with full force, so he could only curse, “Ye Yiheng, are you so annoyed at being hit where it hurts that you rage in humiliation?” Seeing that the blind man ignored him, Ji Qingyu continued, “Looking for a well, what are you planning?” A bad premonition rose within him, and he attempted to shift his center of gravity downward, intending to collapse to the ground, so that the blind man wouldn’t be able to do anything to him. Ye Yiheng’s handsome brows slightly furrowed, annoyed at holding onto the collar, he directly took the end of a hemp rope from Xiaoshan, grabbed where the ropes crossed and tied, and lifted Ji Qingyu off the ground, carrying him to a well in the back courtyard’s patio of the manor. Ms. He was busy in the kitchen, looking out the window, she saw her husband leading the Crown Prince and others to the well, and hurriedly wiped her hands on her apron before leaving the kitchen. She stood next to Lai Zonghui and asked in a soft voice, “What is this about?” Lai Zonghui lowered his voice, “Just now, this Prince Qing tried to molest Jiajia, and now the Crown Prince and the Crown Princess Consort are helping with the disciplining.” Ms. He angrily said, “Prince Qing, being a Commandery Prince you can have any woman you want, why did you choose to insult my daughter?” Ji Qingyu clamped his mouth shut, about to respond, when he heard Ye Yiheng coldly say, “Mo Chen Ruofeng, throw this scoundrel into the well for me.” Once these words were spoken, Lai Zonghui and Ms. He did not stop it, who could blame them when the prince had such disgraceful intentions. The couple had no idea that Ye Yiheng’s fury was entirely because Ji Qingyu had insulted Leng Yu Yan. Ji Qingyu suddenly shouted, “Ye Yiheng, how dare you treat me this way, when it was I who gave you half the antidote back then!” Mo Chen Ruofeng came over, took Ji Qingyu from Ye Yiheng’s hands, one lifted him by the head and shoulders, the other by the feet, ready to toss him into the well. Ji Qingyu shouted again, his voice tinged with panic, “Ye Yiheng, the well water is bone-chilling, do you want to trigger my cold disease?” Seeing Ye Yiheng silent, he hurriedly looked to Leng Yu Yan, “Ah Yan, plead on my behalf!” Leng Yu Yan looked away, still furious, “Reflect on what you did wrong, what did you say that was out of line?” As Ruofeng prepared to stuff Ji Qingyu’s legs into the well, Ye Yiheng commanded, “Head first.” Mo Chen, who was lifting Ji Qingyu’s head and shoulders, approached the well, didn’t even blink, and directly pushed Ji Qingyu into it. Ji Qingyu’s shouting was quickly replaced by the gurgling sound of water. Being thrown into the well headfirst, even with strong breath-holding abilities, it wouldn’t take long before his life was in danger. After all, Ji Qingyu was Ye Yiheng’s cousin, and Leng Yu Yan didn’t want to cause a rift between Ye Yiheng and Princess Heng Yuan, so she reached for his arm, ready to speak up when… Ms. He said worriedly, “Your Highness, we are grateful for you standing up for us. But he is still a Commandery Prince and it’s really dangerous for him to fall into the water .” “Don’t worry, Auntie,” Ye Yiheng said indifferently, “He won’t die.” He handed one end of the rope he was holding to Mo Chen, “You and Ruofeng, pull him up after a short while, let him catch his breath, and then drop him back into the well.” Mo Chen Ruofeng respectfully complied and immediately pulled the man up. Xiaoshan stepped forward to check Ji Qingyu’s breath, and in just a moment, he said, “Your Highnesses, Prince Qing is still breathing.” Ji Qingyu caught his breath in great gulps, but before he had enough, he was thrown into the well again with a splash. From the well came his curses, “Ye Yiheng, you son of a…” His words were cut off as they were replaced by the gurgling sound of water. After a short while, Mo Chen Ruo Feng pulled him up again, and Xiaoshan was responsible for checking Ji Qingyu’s breath and pulse. Confirming that Ji Qingyu was still alive, they then pushed him back into the water. As long as there was no danger to his life and it served as a lesson to the young tyrant, Ms. He was at ease. Seeing the comedic state of the young tyrant now, she couldn’t help but laugh out loud. Lai Zonghui glanced at her, “You’d better get back to cooking.” Ms. He agreed and said, “Then, why don’t you take the two Princes inside to sit down? Drink some tea, eat some watermelon desserts or something.” “Mmm,” Lai Zonghui replied, turning to gesture to Ye Yiheng and Leng Yu Yan, “Your Highnesses, please come inside. The courtyard is too hot.” Lai Jiajia and Lai Xuan returned with beef and lamb legs, and upon seeing the scene in the courtyard, the siblings clapped and cheered. Half an hour later, Song Guo, noticing that Ji Qingyu’s complexion was off, hurriedly went inside to tell Ye Yiheng, “Your Highness, Prince Qing’s body is too cold; I’m afraid his cold disease is about to flare up.” Ye Yiheng spoke expressionlessly, “The weather is so hot, it’s not a problem. Have Mo Chen Ruo Feng pull him up and tie him to the back of the horse carriage; let him run a few laps around the melon field to sweat it out.” “Why not have Mo Chen or Ruofeng ride the horse and take Prince Qing for a run?” Song Guo didn’t understand. Ye Yiheng said slowly, “The carriage has shade, and the driver can stay cooler. Besides, you can keep an eye on him from the carriage.” Song Guo chuckled, “Yes, Your Highness thinks of everything.” Before long, Mo Chen Ruo Feng was seen shoving Ji Qingyu past the main hall. Ji Qingyu glared furiously at Ye Yiheng, who was drinking tea, “You’ve got guts.” Ye Yiheng ignored him, and instead picked up a piece of watermelon for Leng Yu Yan, “Yanyan, try this, it’s very sweet.” Leng Yu Yan glanced at Ji Qingyu and then took a small bite of the watermelon, “Thank you, Your Highness!” Soon, Ji Qingyu was pushed away by Mo Chen Ruo Feng. Xiaoshan and Song Guo followed, with Lai Jiajia and Lai Xuan excitingly trailing behind them. Follow current novᴇls on 𝖓𝖔𝖛𝖊𝖑~𝖋𝖎𝖗𝖾~𝖓𝖊𝖙 After successfully binding Ji Qingyu behind the carriage, a group of them mounted and the carriage sped away. The well water was bone-chilling in the summer, the deeper the well, the colder the water, and having had alcohol earlier, Ji Qingyu was feeling quite uncomfortable. Now, as he was dragged by the carriage, his body was forced to run along involuntarily. Internal cold clashed with sweat from the external heat, and with the hot weather making it hard to breathe, it didn’t take long for Ji Qingyu to start feeling faint. Leng Yu Yan was silently counting the time; an hour had passed since she saw Ji Qingyu’s poor complexion, and the man was likely not in good shape. Now, under the scorching sun and forced to run at high speed, his condition would probably only get worse. Thinking of this, she whispered to Ye Yiheng, “Your Highness, if something happens to him, the Imperial Aunt will blame us.” Ye Yiheng’s voice was indifferent, “My greatest mercy is not killing him.” Now alone with her in the main hall, Leng Yu Yan spoke honestly, “Giving him a lesson is enough, I’ll avoid him from now on. I’ve already told him we’re no longer friends.” Ye Yiheng caught her hand and gently squeezed it, “Don’t worry, I know when to stop.”