On Our Wedding Night, I Discovered the Crown Prince’s Hidden Illness
Chapter 335: Pink Heart Clothes

Chapter 335: Chapter 335: Pink Heart Clothes

Ye Yiheng’s hands trembled with fright, and he hurriedly closed the chess manual.

It seemed that the next time he asked someone else for lodging, it would be better to say they were siblings.

He was purely bringing trouble upon himself!

Hearing the annoyed sound of him putting down the chess manual, Leng Yu Yan turned her head, "What’s wrong?"

Ye Yiheng said lightly, "Nothing, I can only look at the manual, can’t play chess, it’s a bit dull."

A woman’s shoulder scarf is small, making it quicker to put together.

But by the time Leng Yu Yan had finished, it was deep into the night.

After tidying up the cloth on the bed, both rinsed briefly and went to their respective sides of the brick bed.

While Aunt and Uncle cooked, they also heated up the brick bed.

At this moment, the brick bed was very warm, warming one’s heart on a snowy day.

But, although feeling good, once quiet, the dull pain in her stomach made Leng Yu Yan toss and turn, unable to settle.

Lying on her back felt uncomfortable, and lying on her side, she feared leaking.

Her stomach felt somewhat icy cold; she wanted to sleep on her stomach.

But sleeping on her stomach, she worried it might leak too, causing even more restlessness.

With the person at the other end of the brick bed lying so properly, her constant movements made her seem like she had too many problems, too much trouble.

"Does your stomach hurt?" he asked.

Leng Yu Yan responded softly, "Did I disturb you?"

Remembering what Uncle had said, Ye Yiheng rubbed his hands, which after a long while felt no warmer than pressing them on the brick bed for a bit.

He disheartenedly drew his hands back under the blanket, "You didn’t disturb me."

After all, he couldn’t sleep either, and he dared not rashly place his hands on her abdomen.

He’d definitely be treated as a playboy and kicked out of the bed!

Hearing the sound of him rubbing his hands, she asked, "Are your hands cold?"

After asking, she immediately regretted it, knowing his hands were always cold; it was a pointless question.

So she added, "If they’re cold, press them against the bed, and they’ll warm up."

As she spoke, she carefully turned over and lay on her stomach.

Finally, with her stomach pressed against the bed, a warm sensation spread from her lower abdomen, yielding a soft moan.

Noticing she was lying on her stomach, Ye Yiheng wondered, was it really comfortable to sleep that way?

Raised to always act and rest properly, after some hesitation, he curiously followed suit, placing the palms of his hands against the bed.

Ye Yiheng’s lips curved slightly; indeed, the palms of his hands warmed up quickly.

Then she added, "You can only lie like this for a while, you can’t really sleep all night on your stomach, otherwise it will pressure the heart, which is bad for the body."

After saying this, the discomfort in her stomach eased slightly, and Leng Yu Yan lay on her back again. Before long, the whole blanket was warm, and she gradually drifted into dreamland.

Ye Yiheng lay quietly listening to the wind howling, struggling to fall asleep.

Normally, when his cold disease didn’t act up, he didn’t sleep much.

Today, with improper thoughts cropping up, it made sleep even more elusive.

Beside him, the woman, seemingly heartless, had fallen asleep so early again.

She had slept early out of exhaustion yesterday, but why today?

Suddenly, he thought, although she said she didn’t want to sleep in the same bed, her heart was carefree. Perhaps from the bottom of her heart she deemed him incapable, so she was this heart-free?

He turned over, examining her under the faint light from the small side table. Suddenly, her blanket was kicked off.

Ye Yiheng got up to gently cover her with the blanket again.

He sighed, shook his head, blew out the light, and lay back down. After an unknown amount of time, he finally fell asleep.

Ye Yiheng only knew that when he woke up, she on the other side of the small table was still sleeping deeply.

Not only that, perhaps overheating in her sleep, she had kicked the blanket aside again.

Even more fatally, as she turned, her fingers caught the band of her inner clothes, loosening the band and revealing a pink heart-shirt.

It was all bulging and provoked a deep gaze from him.

Ye Yiheng quickly looked away and covered her with the blanket.

As soon as the blanket covered her, Leng Yu Yan felt warm again and kicked it off.

She was half-lying on the blanket, half of her face resting on it, one leg bent, her little mouth smacking.

Before long, her leg lifted high, she turned on her side, and then she ended up lying on her back, spread-eagled.

This utterly shocked Ye Yiheng; he had never known a woman’s sleeping posture could be so poor.

The loosely tied straps had now completely come undone, revealing the whiteness of her shoulders and waist, and that hard-to-ignore area.

Ye Yiheng felt like he was going crazy. Should he cover her with the blanket again?

The education he had received since he was young was about having a proper sleeping posture.

Whether lying on his back or sleeping on his side, everything was always orderly.

He thought that women must be the same, perhaps even more demure, at least keeping their legs together and their hands properly placed on their abdomen.

What he saw today had completely shocked the entire nineteen years, almost twenty, of his life experience.

While he was shocked, she rolled back to the center.

Ye Yiheng quickly reached out his hand to prevent her head from knocking against the leg of the small square table.

Her warm forehead suddenly collided with his cool palm.

Perhaps because her forehead felt comfortable, she moved her head, rubbing her forehead against his palm...

It was warm and ticklish.

The shock in his eyes instantly turned into tender feelings he wasn’t even aware of.

His Adam’s apple bobbed, he covered her with the blanket again and stepped out of the room to get some air.

It seemed as if the warmth of her forehead still lingered in his palm; Ye Yiheng squeezed his fist and threw a punch into the air.

The speed of the punch was so fast that it produced a resonance.

The resonance, like a dragon’s chant, woke Leng Yu Yan from her sleep.

Aunt and old gentleman might not care, but she was nimble and well-aware that such resonance was not something an ordinary person could produce.

Could it be that assassins were attacking, and Ye Yiheng was fighting off enemies?

Thinking this, Leng Yu Yan suddenly sat up, got out of bed, and quietly walked to the door, peering out through the crack, only to see him squeezing his wrist...

So he was practicing punches!

Leng Yu Yan sighed in relief, then looked down and realized her inner clothes were open, revealing her pink heart clothes.

Hmm, how did the straps come undone?

She hastily gathered her clothes and tied a knot above her waist.

She had tied them properly last night; how had they come undone?

Could it be that he had pulled them?

She wanted to ask him, but she dared not.

What if it wasn’t him?

Recalling the gentlemanly manner of someone when measuring her bust size, it probably wasn’t his doing.

Leng Yu Yan glanced at the bed and realized that she had moved from her original sleeping spot to the area near the small square table.

The small square table was right beside where he slept, and when she got up, the blanket seemed to only cover her stomach. Could he have seen her heart clothes?

Leng Yu Yan shifted her gaze back to her chest, pressing her hand against her heart, hoping he hadn’t seen.

But it had been hot while she slept last night, which made her feel uncertain.

Without much time to think, she dressed, took a new menstruation bag from her bundle, and headed straight for the outhouse outside.

Ye Yiheng only saw a slender figure flash by his side, and shortly after, that figure returned and zipped by him again...

Before she could pass, there was a thud, and she fell directly onto her buttocks in the snowy ground.

Ye Yiheng could not help but chuckle.

Aunt saw and repeatedly exclaimed, "Oh dear, the snow is too icy, get up quickly!"

Leng Yu Yan’s buttocks were numb from the fall, making it impossible for her to get up. Amid her annoyance, a certain person crouched down, one hand under her armpit, the other through her knees, and lifted her up.