Chapter 763: Chapter 763: Dazzling Glamour Shines on People Zhang Ruohai hurriedly asked, “Your Highness?” and he refilled the Crown Prince’s tea cup with water. Ye Yiheng waved his hand and said in a calm voice, “It’s nothing.” On such a hot day, sneezing was indeed strange. Zhang Ruohai, a merchant, knew a little bit about the court’s situation, but it wasn’t appropriate for him to show off in front of the Crown Prince. Thus, the room’s conversation centered mostly on petty matters of business, with him doing most of the talking. Ye Yiheng was distinguished and elegant, upright and polite. While Zhang Ruohai prattled on, Ye Yiheng listened attentively, seldom speaking. He occasionally nodded or added a short sentence, but showed no sign of impatience throughout. This brought comfort to Zhang Ruohai’s heart. Though Ye Yiheng naturally carried the regal dignity of the Tian Family, his attentiveness at this moment softened Zhang Ruohai’s initial reverence and nervousness, prompting him to broaden the topics of discussion. He even mentioned the upcoming addition to the Zhang Family in the near future. Leng Yu Yan stopped when she heard the chatter about her in the courtyard. Miao Zhu walked to the courtyard entrance, hands on her hips, “How dare you! Who’s gossiping?” There was a grape arbor in the corridor of the courtyard, and several young ladies were sitting under it, enjoying the cool air and tea. Seeing a maid-like girl shouting at the door, they all covered their mouths to laugh. They had been invited by Mrs. Zhang, Ms. Qu, today, for the purpose of meeting the Zhang Family’s Second Young Master. The Second Young Master had not yet appeared, but another beautiful young lady had, her features radiant, outshining them instantly. The Zhang Family was wealthy, who would not want to marry into such a family? The ladies seated and drinking tea were initially rivals, but upon seeing the stunning beauty at the entrance, they instantly united against her. Mrs. Zhao was furious, about to let go of Leng Yu Yan’s arm and confront them, but Leng Yu Yan held her back. Miao Zhu pointed her index finger in a circle, “So none of you will admit it?” The three women in the courtyard pretended they didn’t hear and resumed their chatter— “The Second Young Master often goes to Qingfu Temple to practice with Martial Monks, showing he is a man of culture and would never take a fancy to such a woman!” “Yes, a woman like that would distract the Second Young Master.” “Look at the way she carries herself, enticing trouble; how could she be worthy of the Second Young Master?” At that moment, Ms. Qu came with Zhang Yuming, and upon seeing the poised girl standing at the courtyard gate, both mother and son exchanged shocked glances. With just one look, Zhang Yuming knew she was Leng Yu Yan. He tugged at Ms. Qu, and they hurried forward, approaching Leng Yu Yan and immediately bowed deeply. “This humble woman pays respect to the Crown Princess Consort!” “This commoner pays respect to the Crown Princess Consort!” Leng Yu Yan gently turned aside and said indifferently, “Rise.” “The, the, the Crown Princess Consort…” The three women who were drinking tea in the courtyard, as if on cue, toppled to the ground. Seeing something was amiss, Ms. Qu hesitantly asked, “May I ask what has happened, Crown Princess Consort?” Leng Yu Yan ignored her and commanded, “Mrs. Zhao, Miao Zhu, slap their mouths!” The three women in the courtyard had been carefully chosen by Ms. Qu, intending to select a bride for Zhang Yuming. If they were slapped for no reason today, it would be troublesome for her to pick a daughter-in-law in the future, so she asked again, “Your Highness, please tell this humble woman what crime they have committed?” Leng Yu Yan did not want to repeat the vile words. Miao Zhu and Mrs. Zhao entered the courtyard, rolled up their sleeves, and started slapping the faces of the three women. Slaps resounded incessantly. The three women being hit were daughters from reputable families in Jiangzhou City. A potential marriage alliance should have been a cause for celebration, but Ms. Qu thought Leng Yu Yan had malice towards her and couldn’t stand the sight of her finding a daughter-in-law for Yu Ming, and so she lashed out without just cause. Given the status of their families, any attempt at persuasion by her at this moment seemed only to fuel the fire, so she had the old maid following her go to the front courtyard to summon the master of the house. Watching the old maid walk into the distance, Ms. Qu glared at her own son, “Aren’t you going to say something?” Zhang Yuming had no desire to marry those frivolous women and thus crossed his arms with a demeanor of watching a spectacle unfold, staying silent. The old maid sent by Ms. Qu reported to Zhang Ruohai with a long speech, “…In any case, it was the Crown Princess Consort who hit people for no reason. Master, Mistress is asking for you to come over!” “Your Highness, this…” Zhang Ruohai looked embarrassed. “The Crown Princess Consort is a child of kindness since youth, she would never hit people without cause. There must be some misunderstanding,” he said as he rose and bowed, “Please allow me to take a look, I shall take my leave for a moment.” Ye Yiheng also stood up, a picture of apathy on his face, “I shall take a look too.” Did Yanyan’s hand get hurt at all? The two left the hall, guided by the old maid, and soon reached the courtyard where the incident occurred. Hearing the sounds of slapping from inside, Zhang Ruohai immediately asked Ms. Qu, “What exactly happened?” Ms. Qu glanced at Leng Yu Yan and said to her husband, “You know that I have been worrying about Yu Ming’s marriage recently. The three women inside were for Yu Ming to consider. With such a scandal, how is Yu Ming to seek a wife?” Her words were somewhat exaggerated, but that worked to her advantage in urging the master to uphold justice. Even if Leng Yu Yan held the esteemed position as the Crown Princess Consort, she must not abuse her power. “There ought to be a reason,” Zhang Ruohai frowned, pursing his lips. Following the direction in which her husband pursed his lips, Ms. Qu finally saw the stern-faced Ye Yiheng. She hurriedly knelt in trepidation, “This humble woman greets Your Highness, the Crown Prince!” Ye Yiheng did not instruct her to stand up, but directed his question towards Leng Yu Yan, “Did Yanyan incur any injury?” Hearing this, Leng Yu Yan’s lips curled unconsciously, her eyes brimming with moisture, and without speaking, she shook her head. Her delicate and gentle demeanor caught Ye Yiheng’s attention, and he immediately spoke with a deep tone, “Who bullied you? Them?” Ms. Qu was dumbfounded, how could the Crown Prince not distinguish right from wrong? Seeing that the Crown Prince’s attention was not on her, she quietly stood up. Leng Yu Yan shook her head again and stepped closer to him. “Your Highness, don’t ask anymore.” Just thinking about their words made her feel uncomfortable; her voice had a nasal quality to it, tender and soft with a hint of grievance. It almost sounded like coquetry to the inadvertent listener. Ye Yiheng tensed up at the sound. He cleared his throat lightly, “Miao Zhu.” “This maid is here,” Miao Zhu, still eager, had been delivering a few more slaps, but she promptly ran out. Follow current novels on 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡•𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙚•𝙣𝙚𝙩 She glared at Ms. Qu, then said to Ye Yiheng, “Your Highness, those gossipy women inside were recklessly slandering the Crown Princess Consort!” “They said the Crown Princess Consort has large breasts because they were groped by some wild man.” Miao Zhu didn’t care about anyone and blurted everything out, intent on making those women regret their words. At this remark, Leng Yu Yan’s face turned red immediately. Ye Yiheng couldn’t help but cough lightly and instinctively drew the indignant woman into his embrace. His woman had a graceful figure that her robes could hardly conceal. With her delicate waist and voluptuous curves, she was irresistibly tempting. Zhang Yuming dared not look at Leng Yu Yan, not even at her silhouette from behind as she hid in Ye Yiheng’s arms. He could only covertly observe with the corner of his eyes. Zhang Ruohai’s face turned ashen as he glared at Ms. Qu, scolding, “What kind of people have you found? With such filthy mouths, how could they become daughters-in-law of the Zhang Family?” Ms. Qu stammered with her lips, thinking to herself, truly like mother, like daughter; her deceased sister-in-law, Mrs. Zhang, also had a figure with ample breasts, a slender waist, and a perky behind. Not only the Marquis Ningyuan, but even Prince Zhenbei had knelt under Mrs. Zhang’s pomegranate skirt.