NOVEL NEXT Chapter 83 - 83: Lift His Eye Veil
Chapter 83: Chapter 83: Lift His Eye Veil
Ye Yiheng sneered coldly, “His mother is Princess Heng Yuan, his father is Marquis Jiangyang. If they knew that Ji Qingyu was injured because of you, do you think you’d have the face to see him?”
“What if I go quietly?”
If Ji Qingyu were to come to harm because of her, she would feel terribly guilty.
The man before her was so ruthless, and now his words seemed to imply that Ji Qingyu’s injury was all her fault.
She had tried reasoning with him before, but he was stubborn as a madman; no matter what she said, he simply wouldn’t listen.
“No!” Ye Yiheng said sternly, “Do you think, with your status as Crown Prince Consort, you could ever marry someone else?”
Leng Yu Yan bit her lip and said nothing.
That question, she had never considered it before.
Seeing her silent, he continued, “Or do you think the Eldest Princess and Marquis Jiangyang would agree to marry their son to a woman who has lived so long in the Eastern Palace?”
At these words, Leng Yu Yan’s temper flared, “I have nothing to do with you!”
Her voice raised significantly, her chest heaving dramatically.
Ye Yiheng’s phoenix eyes under the veil looked at her indifferently, “Nothing?”
With just three words softly spoken, he instantly teleported, suddenly grabbing her hand and pulling her into his embrace.
She had no idea how he did it.
At such a rapid pace, he teleported over, took her hand, and wrapped his arms around her, then seated himself again.
Leng Yu Yan was completely stiff…
For the first time in her life, she was sitting on a man’s lap.
The taut muscles of his leg were alarmingly distinct, as if hiding tremendous explosive strength!
Wasn’t this man supposed to be frail?
Even through the thin fabric of their spring clothes, her senses couldn’t be mistaken.
The immense psychological shock, an unfamiliar and tense sensation, made her want to flee, but unexpectedly, his hand landed on her waist.
Just lightly resting there, it made her heart leap violently.
Fearing what he might do next, Leng Yu Yan was completely paralyzed.
“What, what do you want to do?”
The words that came out trembled uncontrollably, her tone plaintive and moving, eliciting sympathy.
Ye Yiheng’s brows and eyes moved slightly, “Are you afraid of me?”
Leng Yu Yan shook her head, then immediately nodded.
How could she not be afraid?
For two months, no, almost three months, she had almost every night been plagued by that sort of dream.
In her dreams, he was mad and sinister, torturing her at the slightest displeasure.
This madman would throttle her neck at a moment’s notice, his voice threatening her very life.
The real him seemed gradually to be revealing the same madness and cold cruelty of his dream-self.
She was genuinely afraid, afraid that reality would mirror the dreams!
Considering his skills just now, if he wanted to kill her, it would be as easy as turning over his hand.
“Since you’re afraid of me, why would you still think of marrying Ji Qingyu?”
“I have not, if I could choose freely, I would not wish to marry anyone!”
He extended two fingers, and through the veil, pinched her delicate chin, forcing her to look at him, “Hmm? Say that again!”
His cold voice carried a deadly threat, even a hint of allure.
Forced to meet his gaze, Leng Yu Yan found herself calming down.
“If possible, I do not wish to marry anyone in this lifetime!” she said, looking up at him calmly.
The man before her had fair skin, a high nose bridge, thin lips faintly pink, and a sleek, well-defined jawline. His facial features and complexion were both exquisite.
But what did his eyes look like?
As if possessed by some unknown force, she reached out and touched the veil over his eyes.
The air seemed to solidify.
Ye Yiheng’s handsome eyes under the veil focused on her as well, her beautiful eyes clear and deep. Her long lashes slightly curled at an angle, a flicker in them as if stars had descended into her gaze.
As her beautiful eyes moved, they seemed to pour out like a turquoise lake, bright and dazzling.
His Adam’s apple bobbed, and though this woman claimed to be afraid of him, she was quite composed in his embrace at that moment.
What was more lethal was that she brazenly touched his eye veil.
Leng Yu Yan bit her lip, having been in his company in dreams and reality for some time now, she had never seen his eyes.
Driven by intense curiosity, she removed his eye veil!
Her fingertips inevitably came into contact with the skin around his eyes.
His skin was ice-cold, as if he was constantly suffering from a cold disease.
Under such circumstances, he appeared to be just like anyone else.
What kind of immense self-control and strength would this require!
And his eyes—
Those were a pair of extremely beautiful phoenix eyes, with long eyelashes and extended corners, deep pupils, with a fierce and intimidating gaze without anger.
They seemed like the edge of the Milky Way in the night sky, leaping into layers upon layers of starlight; as if the dim light of the stars was contained within, still and profound; they also resembled the celestial scenery of jade-like lotus and fairy pools, with all sorts of views reflected in them, inexplicably magnificent, indescribably elegant.
It was this pair of eyes, unfolding a peerless and stunning noble beauty in her sight.
He had a composure and indifference difficult for ordinary princes to compete with, his nobility, grandeur, and profoundness made him unapproachable.
Indeed, he was peerless in charm, one of a kind in this world!
Yet it was this aloof, cheerful, and noble gentleman of dragon-like grace and phoenix-like stance who, inadvertently, mixed in an aura of menace and coldness.
Suddenly, their eyes met.
In that moment of four eyes meeting…
His elongated phoenix eyes suddenly narrowed as if he could easily pierce through one’s heart and see everything.
Leng Yu Yan quickly lowered her eyes.
Just now, when she closely examined his eyes, at first glance, she could not detect any signs of eye illness. It seemed she would have to lift his eyelid to determine the specifics of the ocular disease.
However, if she were to lift his eyelid at that moment…
Would she be killed for it?
He suddenly spoke up, “In the matter of marriage, princes and princesses have no say in it, much less you!”
Leng Yu Yan stuffed the white eye veil she held in her hand back into his arms, “Your Highness is indeed extraordinarily handsome, a matchless gentleman, I am not worthy of Your Highness.”
As she spoke, she tried to seize the opportunity to move away from his thigh.
However, she had not expected her waist to be restrained by his sole hand.
Not only that, his head slowly leaned closer to her.
Leng Yu Yan was so frightened that her entire body began to tremble uncontrollably.
Who would have thought, he said indifferently, “Tie the eye veil!”
“Yes, Your Highness.”
Leng Yu Yan had no choice but to pick up the white eye veil again and honestly covered his eyes with it, then straightened up and tied a knot behind his head.
Her slender fingers lightly tugged to test its looseness, “It’s not too tight, is it? Your Highness.”
A word spilled from the depth of his throat, “Mm.”
She asked uneasily, “May I then go and sit to the side?”
Being soft and tender in his arms made Ye Yiheng exceedingly uncomfortable, especially when she straightened up earlier, that light yet discernible fragrance entered his nostrils…
His inner restlessness rapidly surged!
Displeased with the situation, he promptly gripped the collar of her robe, swiftly lifted her up, and unceremoniously tossed her aside.
“Thump—”
The seat was padded with cushions, so such a seating was not painful.
Only, being abruptly lifted and then quickly thrown down, all happened in the blink of an eye, the action was so rapid that Leng Yu Yan’s heart jolted along with her body.
In her heart, she cursed, “Madman!”
Ye Yiheng’s face returned to its usual coldness and distance.
No longer speaking to each other, Leng Yu Yan gradually relaxed.
As the horse carriage neared the Eastern Palace, she looked out the window and saw Fan Minmin standing there.
Thinking of his words, that after living in the Eastern Palace, it meant no longer having any association with him and that marrying would be improper,
She then asked, “Your Highness, Lady Fan has also lived in the Eastern Palace for some time, so will her future marriage not also be hindered?”