On Our Wedding Night, I Discovered the Crown Prince’s Hidden Illness
Chapter 328 Sleeping in the Same Bed

Chapter 328: Chapter 328 Sleeping in the Same Bed

Hearing this, Leng Yu Yan’s fingers paused as she applied the ointment.

Ye Yiheng sensed it and provocatively said, "Are you scared?"

She feigned bravery, "What’s there for me to be scared of?"

Sharing a bed was just that, and he couldn’t do anything to her.

She applied another layer of ointment over the wound and picked up a new bandage to wrap him up, her small hands alternating, round and round.

Her bandaging, with its illusion of an embraced yet distant hug, unconsciously caused Ye Yiheng’s hands to clutch tightly.

Yet that was not the crucial point. The crucial point was how her body seemed to unintentionally press against his back with each turn.

Each wrap brought another press.

With three wounds on his back, this didn’t affect his senses at all.

On the contrary, his senses were exceptionally sharp...

Suddenly thinking of the scene he saw in the lake at the Imperial Palace, where her layered collar was bunched at her slender waist, and in front of her...

Ye Yiheng ordered himself not to get emotionally involved at this moment. His cold disease was still acting up, and with one more layer, he would truly become a burden to her.

He clenched his fists, desperately restraining himself.

The more he restrained, the slower time passed, and the more keenly aware his senses became.

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, the bandaging was done. She pulled one end of the gauze, asking him to turn around, and tied a careful knot at his chest.

He then let out a sigh of relief and hastily put on his clothes.

Seeing how quickly he dressed, as if he was afraid she would take liberty with him, Leng Yu Yan suddenly felt more relaxed.

Looking at his expression, he probably didn’t want to share a bed with her either.

But they were fleeing on an urgent journey now, dealing with things as they come. Wasn’t it just sharing a bed?

If she thought of him as a sister, or maybe a same-sex roommate, then the problem was easily solved.

With this thought, she blurted out, "Sister, I need to go to the privy."

Ye Yiheng was in the middle of tying his sash when he heard this title, and his hands shook in shock, "What did you call me, hm?"

His tone was drawn out, filled with disbelief.

Leng Yu Yan slapped her forehead. She had not slept the previous night and had walked the whole day, her mind running too fast and speaking her thoughts out loud.

Realizing what she said, she smiled apologetically, "You’re so beautiful. When I glanced over just now, I thought I saw a beauty, so I..."

Ye Yiheng narrowed his eyes slightly, instincts telling him this girl was scheming something.

Having tied his sash, he stood up and approached her, looking down from his height, "Call me Li Yu!"

A sense of oppression cascaded down from above, and Leng Yu Yan feigned a yawn and turned to leave.

But unexpectedly, he caught hold of the back of her collar, revealing a stretch of her fair neck under his gaze.

His fingers tightened, his gaze sharpening slightly, "Will you call me or not?"

Leng Yu Yan looked to the side, furrowing her brows, and said embarrassedly, "I, uhm, I’m in a bit of a rush."

"Hmm?"

In a single word, his authority was revealed.

Clearly, if she didn’t call him, he wouldn’t let her go.

Leng Yu Yan pursed her lips in hesitation, took a deep breath, and finally called out softly, "Li Yu."

A light smile appeared on Ye Yiheng’s stern face, and the act of being called in such a manner inexplicably lifted his spirits.

If he could hear her call out his name from her lips, not with his full title, surely his mood would be even better.

Once he obtained a literary name, he would let her call him by that name; he imagined the feeling would be extremely gratifying.

Not dwelling on her earlier slip of calling him "sister," Ye Yiheng released her collar, picked up the lamp from the table, and cleared his throat, "I’ll accompany you."

Leng Yu Yan shivered: "That’s not necessary, I can go by myself."

As she spoke, she reached out to take the lamp from his hand.

He shifted the lamp slightly and coughed lightly, "I need to go as well."

Leng Yu Yan was mortified to death. Could men and women go together for such things?

It wasn’t like her modern school days when she and her close classmates would go to the bathroom together during breaks.

Just now, she had only called him "sister," and his chilling aura emerged at once. If she treated him as a woman again and went to the outhouse with him, and if he knew what she was thinking...

Would he kill her?

By then, he would surely think that, in her heart, he was no different from Song Guo.

With his male pride wounded, he would strike at her neck, crack, snapping her fragile neck bone.

Due to lack of sleep, Leng Yu Yan’s thoughts grew more and more disordered, and she unconsciously touched her slender neck.

Noticing her embarrassment, Ye Yiheng coughed lightly again, "Didn’t the Aunt say there are wild beasts roaming around on the mountain?"

Leng Yu Yan waved her hands, "No way, no way, sharing a bed for the night is doable, but going to the outhouse together is absolutely not!"

She would not agree to it no matter what.

With no other option, Ye Yiheng said, "I’ll accompany you there first, leave the lamp, then go back to my room. How about that?"

Upon hearing this, Leng Yu Yan finally nodded her head, then she asked with uncertainty, "And you’ll go after I return to the room?"

Ye Yiheng nodded, "Mhm."

Seeing that his expression did not seem to be pretended, Leng Yu Yan finally relaxed.

Having resolved the issue, the two returned to the room, one after the other.

It was indeed cold in the mountains; were they really going to sleep together?

It seemed they thought of this question simultaneously, and the atmosphere in the room turned awkward again.

Looking at the neatly folded blankets on the bed, Leng Yu Yan pointed to the small bed table placed at the edge of the bed, "How about we put this small square table between us on the bed, and each of us uses a blanket, so that our waters don’t violate each other’s rivers? How about that?"

The bed in the mountain dwellings was a traditional kang, which had no bed curtains, was built directly against the wall, connected to the chimney, and could be kept warm with a fire underneath.

"Alright," he said indifferently.

Leng Yu Yan arranged the two blankets separately, and Ye Yiheng placed the small square table in the middle. Then, they both undressed their outer robes with their backs to each other.

Once in the quilt, Leng Yu Yan felt certain she would have trouble falling asleep, considering that, strictly speaking, this was the first time in her life she was sharing a bed with a man.

Even with the small square table separating them, they were indeed together on one bed.

Unexpectedly, just a short while after lying down, her eyelids started to fight each other. She thought she could stay awake until he fell deep asleep, but her eyelids grew unbearably heavy...

Ye Yiheng had placed the lamp on the small square table and saw her struggling to keep her eyes open and resist sleep. He shook his head.

The next instant when he looked at her, she had completely fallen asleep.

Indeed, the day they had reached the capital, she hadn’t had a good rest until late into the night. Then, in the early hours, she followed him as they fled the capital city, walking all the way to this farmer’s house before they could rest.

She really had it rough!

If he couldn’t bring the world under his control, he would be failing her who accompanied him through this!

He, Ye Yiheng, was Tiancheng’s only legitimate prince, the rightful Crown Prince, and he was determined to rule over the world, to lay the entire world at her feet.

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Upon waking the next day, the sky outside was bright.

Cold wind poured in through the crevices of the window, carrying the scent of ice and snow. Ye Yiheng pushed open the window to see a thick layer of snow had accumulated outside.

Leng Yu Yan on the bed rubbed her eyes, ready to get up, when she heard him say, "Sleep a little longer."

"No," she replied.

Leng Yu Yan shook her head, pressed against her aching lower abdomen, and counted the days. Her menstrual period seemed to be due around these days.

She quickly got out of bed and started rifling through her baggage.

Seeing her anxious demeanor, Ye Yiheng approached, "What are you looking for? I can help you."

"I..."

Before she could finish speaking, she saw his hands come across a menstruation bag.

"What is this?"

Ye Yiheng unfolded the snow-white item in front of him and scrutinized it carefully.