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Chapter 153: Chapter 153: Why Seek
The Emperor nodded in relief.
He immediately dispatched an Imperial Physician with disaster relief experience and officials to accompany Ji Qingyu to Jiangnan, along with the necessary medicinal supplies for the flood epidemic.
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That night, at the Eastern Palace on the Observation Platform.
Listening to the pattering rain outside the window, Ye Yiheng pinched the bridge of his nose. Since she had left the day before, he had lost sight of her.
Jian Lecheng, Song Guo, and Mo Chen stood three feet away from Ye Yiheng.
No one dared to approach casually.
Mo Chen frowned deeply. Since he had turned the entire capital upside down that day, the Crown Prince had not issued any further search missions to the Dark Guard Bureau.
The Crown Prince stopped mentioning her and had sealed off Tingfeng Garden.
Even the palace maids and eunuchs took a detour when they needed to pass by Tingfeng Garden.
Even the words “Crown Princess Consort” seemed to become a taboo in the Eastern Palace. Everyone tacitly used her name, Leng Yu Yan, as a reference.
During these days, the Crown Prince had been very calm.
The calmer he was, the more Song Guo believed that the Crown Prince had her in his heart.
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In fact, not only was the Crown Prince calm, but the entire Eastern Palace was unnervingly quiet.
When she was there, the Eastern Palace had a lively breath of life.
Even when the Crown Prince and she were displeased with each other, the whole Eastern Palace was lively.
But now…
The three people lined up and looked at the back of the Crown Prince, all heaving sighs.
Song Guo nudged Jian Lecheng with her elbow. “Young Master, think of a solution.”
The Crown Prince appeared to have lost his vitality, looking morose.
Jian Lecheng rested his fist against his lips and spoke softly, “Ah, what can I possibly do?”
While speaking, Jian Lecheng also nudged Mo Chen with his elbow. “Mo Chen, think of a solution.”
Mo Chen was about to elbow someone on his right but realizing no one was there, he instead glanced sideways at them.
He then sighed deeply, took a few steps forward, and bowed his hands. “Your Highness, Prince Qing has volunteered to go to Jiangnan for disaster relief.”
Ye Yiheng looked indifferent, his slender fingers stirring slightly, yet he remained silent.
Leng Yu Yan’s maternal grandparents’ home was located in Jiangnan. He must be going to look for her, right?
Mo Chen paced in his mind several times, took courage, and asked, “Your Highness, aren’t you going to look for her?”
“Why should I look for her?”
His voice was sharp and cold, just like the night rain at this moment.
She and he had no connection anymore.
The only connection was that she seemed to have treated him like a bank to store money.
Helplessly, Mo Chen turned to look at Jian Lecheng and Song Guo, only to find that both were avoiding his gaze.
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Two days later, Leng Yu Yan returned to the domain of Linqing Pavilion.
Linqing Pavilion was surrounded by numerous mountains, with thin clouds lingering around, creating a sense of separation and connection. Amid the undulating peaks, the mountain paths were winding and deep.
After spending most of the day, the master and two servants successfully entered the pavilion.
“The Pavilion Master has returned!”
“The Pavilion Master has returned!”
A series of light, pleasant sounds followed, and then Chun Liu, Xia Tao, Qiubo, Dong Yan, leading the members of Linqing Pavilion, appeared one after another.
“Salutations to the Pavilion Master!” Everyone bowed.
Leng Yu Yan raised her hand. “Rise, everyone.”
“The Pavilion Master has been absent for two months, and we’ve missed her terribly!”
“I’ve missed you all too,” Leng Yu Yan smiled as she introduced, “This is Mrs. Zhao beside me.”
“Mrs. Zhao, you’re well!” everyone called out in unison.
The crowd present included men and women, both young and old, but the four leading them were beautiful young women. Mrs. Zhao’s smile was so wide it almost split her face: “All is well, all is well!”
Qiubo and Dong Yan each held one of Miao Zhu’s ears, interrogating her, “The Pavilion Master has lost weight, how have you been taking care of her?”
“At first, the two of us wanted to follow the Pavilion Master to the capital, but you insisted on accompanying her alone because you grew up together. Now, look what happened, the Pavilion Master has lost weight under your care!”
“That’s right, how have you been feeding her? Look at yourself, you’ve grown plumper.”
Miao Zhu forced a smile, “Sisters, it’s really not my fault, the food at the Eastern Palace is terrible, no wonder!”
Moreover, the Crown Prince kept bullying her little miss.
On another side, Chun Liu and Xia Tao were reporting to Leng Yu Yan about recent developments at Linqing Pavilion and Ruofeng’s performance in the area.
Chun Liu said, “Luckily, nothing major has happened in these two months, only minor issues, which the maids have handled properly. Ruofeng left Linqing Pavilion five days ago to go to the Southern Border.”
Leng Yu Yan nodded, dismissed the Pavilion Members, and had Miao Zhu take Mrs. Zhao to rest, only keeping Chun Liu, Xia Tao, Qiubo, and Dong Yan.
In the vast main hall, only a few of them remained.
The Four Guardians then tearfully looked at Leng Yu Yan.
“The Pavilion Master has suffered, we’ve heard about the happenings in the capital,” said Chun Liu, her personality stable, her appearance beautiful.
“It is said that the capital’s people value family background greatly, and the Pavilion Master has suffered much on this account.”
Xia Tao, lively and cute, her tears now freely falling.
Leng Yu Yan smiled lightly, “I haven’t suffered much, don’t worry!”
“If you ask me, we should storm Marquis Ningyuan’s Mansion, kill them all, and by doing so, soothe our hatred and avenge the Lady!”
Qiubo, fiery and good-looking, didn’t blink while speaking harshly.
Leng Yu Yan pointed at her forehead, “There are still good people in Marquis Ningyuan’s Mansion, my aunt and uncle’s family have treated me well. This time I return to the Pavilion, I must prepare medicines; I will return their deeds with their own methods!”
The others nodded, but Dong Yan spoke, “Pavilion Master, were you bullied by that blind Crown Prince in the Eastern Palace?”
Dong Yan, gentle and charming, her attention to detail meticulous, seemed to have noticed a hint of melancholy in her own Pavilion Master’s eyes just then.
Hearing this, Leng Yu Yan blinked and quickly changed the subject, “Let’s not talk about him; I’m hungry, would you really let me starve?”
“Of course not!” the four exclaimed together.
As the sound faded, they went to the main kitchen, dismissed the cooks, and began cooking themselves.
Dong Yan couldn’t help asking, “Do you feel that the Pavilion Master is a bit melancholy?”
Xia Tao speculated, “Maybe it’s because the Lady is suspected by others, and the Pavilion Master is thinking of her mother, that’s why.”
Dong Yan shook her head, wondering if she was mistaken; when she looked again at the Pavilion Master’s eyes, they seemed clear and serene.
While Leng Yu Yan was having dinner, Dong Yan quietly pulled Miao Zhu outside.
“Tell me the truth, did something happen between the Pavilion Master and the Crown Prince in the Eastern Palace?”
Miao Zhu frowned, “Sister Dong Yan, what do you mean?”
Dong Yan directly asked, “Has the Pavilion Master fallen for that blind Crown Prince?”
“Impossible!” As she spoke, Miao Zhu leaned closer and lowered her voice, “The Crown Prince is not only visually impaired but also frail, and most importantly, he’s impotent. You understand?”
Dong Yan’s face flushed, “Of course I understand, it means he’s incapable.”
Miao Zhu nodded, “Exactly, so, naturally, our Pavilion Master wouldn’t be interested in the Crown Prince. She couldn’t wait to keep her distance from him; now she finally has her wish.”
“That makes sense. If the Pavilion Master liked him, she could have cured him.”
Miao Zhu chuckled, “Those things are always better if naturally potent. Cured ones always carry the stigma of once being incapable.”
Dong Yan gently pinched Miao Zhu’s cheek, “You really dare to say it.”
Miao Zhu leaned in again, “Everyone around the Crown Prince thinks he’s incapable, and that’s probably the truth.”
Leng Yu Yan enjoyed her meal heartily, relishing the comfort of being on her own turf, completely unaware that the two maids outside were discussing if Ye Yiheng was capable or not.