Chapter 749: Chapter 749: Hugging Her in Public Upon hearing this, the man’s forceful kiss descended again, carrying an endless hatred. “Let me go!” Leng Yu Yan struggled vigorously, her breathing erratic, “Ye Yiheng, ugh, let me go!” Ye Yiheng was clearly furious, his iron-grip-like hand forcefully squeezing her waist while his other hand lifted to clasp the back of her head, kissing her violently. He restrained her forcefully, as if he wanted to press her into his body and make her a part of him, from which she could never escape. He kissed her so fiercely and mercilessly, leaving her no chance to breathe, as if he wanted to devour her. Her lips, which he had bitten through earlier, were kissed painfully, and Leng Yu Yan struggled in vain, finally allowing the tears she had been holding back to fall. At the sound, Ye Yiheng’s frown deepened. At the same time, her tears slipped between their pressed lips. He released her lips dissatisfiedly, his thumb wiping the corner of his lip, tasting her flavor and the maddening taste of blood in his mouth. Finally released by him, Leng Yu Yan was choked with anger. Her puffed chest heaved violently, whether from anger or from the destabilization caused by his kisses wasn’t clear. In extreme humiliation, she raised her hand to slap his handsome face. But her wrist was seized by him. Ye Yiheng’s anger did not abate; she had drugged him to make him sleep, and now she even wanted to slap him. The thought of that silver-haired boy being by her side for a long time in the Eastern Palace, ever-present by her side, and now knowing she had tried to elope with that boy, fleeing from him! Ye Yiheng’s whole body surged with sinister energy, his phoenix eyes glaring darkly at her while his other hand rubbed forcefully against her buttery skin… It made her body uncontrollably tremble. “Your body craves loneliness so vilely, do you have the audacity to marry someone else?” The anger accumulated over the months made him lose the demeanor befitting the Heir of Tiancheng. Hearing such words, Leng Yu Yan was stunned. His words were so venomous; was she that despicable in his eyes? Already breathless from his kisses and feeling suffocated by the summer heat, it didn’t take long for her to faint from his words. Her whole body collapsed to the ground. Ye Yiheng, finally panicking, quickly supported her lower back with his hands. The lips in front of him were swollen and bleeding, a drop hanging on them, glistening. His brows knitted tightly; he suppressed the anger from her fleeing him for the moment, his arm passing through the crook of her legs, lifting her tender body horizontally. There were no others near the Water Pavilion, but walking forward, they would encounter several palace maids and eunuchs as Ye Yiheng carried her away, certainly passing the main hall entrance. Just as Baili Zhengrong, who had been looking for Leng Yu Yan, saw Ye Yiheng carrying her, he rushed out. At the same time, many inside the hall also saw. Many people said, “Why is Prince Tiancheng carrying the Commandery Princess?” As the talk spread, Baili Shuo also saw the scene at the door. In a moment, everyone in the hall saw it. Baili Shuo quickly sent an eunuch to find out what was happening. The eunuch quickly exited the main hall: “Prince Tiancheng, the Emperor asks why you are carrying the Commandery Princess?” Ye Yiheng replied indifferently, “She probably fell asleep from too much drinking; I was just heading back to the hostel and took her along on the way.” The eunuch returned to Baili Shuo’s side, repeating Ye Yiheng’s words verbatim. Baili Shuo’s furrowed brows relaxed, and he explained loudly to everyone in the hall, “It’s an urgent matter, and we are all Tiancheng people; Prince Tiancheng is like a family member to the girl.” The ministers then looked towards the outside of the hall again, where Prince Zhengrong stood, merely protecting the Commandery Princess, seemingly not saying much. If Prince Zhengrong himself did not mind, what were they fussing about? The ministers quickly turned back, agreeing with Baili Shuo. Baili Shuo looked at his son’s retreating figure with some frustration and urgency, wondering why this foolish child hadn’t taken the girl into his own arms. He continued to stare outside until the trio vanished from his sight, never seeing Baili Zhengrong taking the girl… Anger drove him to drink three cups of stifled wine. On the other side, Baili Wenyi clenched his fist and struck the table. In the palace banquet, it wasn’t appropriate to make a scene, so he had to swallow his anger. When Leng Yu Yan awoke, it was deep into the night. Miao Zhu was crying beside her, her eyes swollen like walnuts, and the Commandery Princess’s lower lip was broken, clearly bitten. Xiaoshan would never dare do such a thing; it must have been Ye Yiheng, given that he had bitten the Commandery Princess on multiple previous occasions. “Do not cry, Miao Zhu, I’m fine,” said Leng Yu Yan as she sat up. Miao Zhu sobbed, “The Commandery Princess still says she’s fine.” She pointed at her lip. For origınal chapters go to 𝔫𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔩·𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔢·𝔫𝔢𝔱 Leng Yu Yan reached up to touch her lip, her emotions collapsing once again. She covered her face and silently wept tears. Miao Zhu, extremely worried, asked, “What’s wrong, Commandery Princess?” Leng Yu Yan recalled the hurtful words someone had said to her, her heart twisting in pain. Her hands pressed hard against her chest, unable to alleviate the ache within. Seeing this, Miao Zhu frantically knocked on the neighboring door. “Xiaoshan, open the door quickly!” In her urgency, she forgot to correct her address. Baili Zhengrong opened the door, “Sister Miao Zhu, what’s wrong with my sister?” Miao Zhu cried, “The Commandery Princess is very upset, and I don’t know what to do. Please, you must help me console her.” Hearing this, Baili Zhengrong’s brows knitted together as he hurried towards Leng Yu Yan’s room. Inside, she was lying on her pillow weeping, which tugged at his heartstrings. He slowly approached and softly asked, “Sister, if there is anything you want to say, tell me.” Leng Yu Yan hastily wiped her tears and shook her head, her voice laden with sobs, “I’m fine, crying it out will help.” Baili Zhengrong extended his hand, his palm opening and then clenching before he finally mustered the courage to rest it on her frail shoulder, turning her towards him. His eyes instantly met her broken lip! Her bright red lips were swollen, with dried blood beads at the break. Earlier, Ye Yiheng had carried her back to the hostel, and although the lamps along the path provided some light, he had not seen her face clearly. Once at the hostel, Ye Yiheng had directly taken her into the room and even had Mo Chen Ruo Feng hold him back, preventing him from seeing his sister, thus he had not known that her lip was broken until now. Seeing her lips now, Baili Zhengrong, although still young, understood what had happened and was unable to contain his fury. He turned and strode out of the room, heading towards the second row of houses. Ye Yiheng was still awake. At this moment, he stood on the second-floor corridor, unsurprised by Baili Zhengrong’s arrival. Baili Zhengrong moved forward angrily, intending to grab Ye Yiheng’s collar. Ye Yiheng did not move, not even sparing him a glance. Mo Chen Ruo Feng suddenly appeared, grabbing Baili Zhengrong from both sides. Baili Zhengrong’s eyes reddened, like an infuriated little white beast, “You cannot bully my sister!” Ye Yiheng shifted slightly to the side, his tone cool. Baili Zhengrong growled, “Just manage yourself and Baili Wenyi and that’ll be enough. My sister has already come to Nandian, and from now on, she has nothing to do with you!” In recent years, it was true that he had grown taller, but his figure still resembled that of a teenager. Next to Ye Yiheng, with his broad shoulders, slim waist, and long legs, and particularly because Ye Yiheng was much taller than him, Baili Zhengrong looked completely like a little duckling. In this moment, held by the towering Mo Chen Ruo Feng, he appeared even more frail and helpless.