On Our Wedding Night, I Discovered the Crown Prince’s Hidden Illness
Chapter 345: Bad Sleeping Posture

Chapter 345: Chapter 345: Bad Sleeping Posture

The little girl suddenly pointed at Leng Yu Yan’s face and asked, "What’s that black stuff on sister’s face?"

Leng Yu Yan smiled gently and said, "My brother and I were hurrying to catch the boat and accidentally got smeared with coal dust."

"There’s water prepared in the room, you can go clean up properly," Jiang Xuan said.

"Alright, thank you!" Leng Yu Yan nodded.

Hearing their conversation, Ye Yiheng felt a bit displeased and tightened his grip on her hand.

As they left the civilian cabin, Jiang Xuan had Lao Liu take them to a room.

Exiting the civilian cabin and making several turns, they entered a small room, where Lao Liu raised his hand and said, "Please."

He then withdrew without much further conversation.

Such people were neither here nor there, and Ye Yiheng and Leng Yu Yan didn’t plan to fuss about it. After all, what can one do when away from home?

The two looked around the room which, though small, had two beds. However, the beds were narrow, only about a fist’s width from the edge if one lay flat.

But it was still better than lying directly on the floor in the lower cabin.

Ye Yiheng said softly, "This will suit your mention of us being siblings, but we still have to stay in the same room."

His voice was low and deep, laced with a hint of barely-there teasing.

Leng Yu Yan was feeling really uncomfortable and didn’t catch the teasing tone in his words, only whispering, "At least the beds are separate."

Ye Yiheng snorted lightly, "With a woman whose sleeping habits are so poor, these narrow beds make me wonder if you’ll fall off in the middle of the night?"

At this, Leng Yu Yan stared at him in shock and couldn’t utter a single word.

And he just had to add, "Aunt’s beds at home are quite spacious."

With three sides against the wall, you could toss and turn in your sleep without falling off.

He meant she understood.

"Are you saying Aunt’s beds are big, and that my sleeping style is all over the place?" Leng Yu Yan said angrily, "So what if it’s bad? I didn’t roll into your arms."

There was a small square table in between, after all!

Ye Yiheng: "Heh, true."

"That sarcastic tone, clarify yourself!" Her voice gradually softened, "Is my sleeping really that bad?"

Seeing her spirits weaken, he softened his tone, "It’s not that bad."

"Not so bad, yet you still have to mention it?"

Leng Yu Yan suddenly realized her inner clothes straps had come loose, and her heart clothes were likely seen by him.

Thinking this, her seasickness worsened.

She hurriedly walked over to sit on the edge of the bed, leaning against the wall to massage her temples.

Seeing her like that, he quickly went over and asked with concern, "How can you stop feeling so seasick?"

Although the room was small, it was a private space, and she, having wanted to ask a question for days, now asked with eyes closed, "When we stayed at Aunt’s place, did you see how I looked in my inner clothes?"

Ye Yiheng coughed lightly but didn’t answer.

He could say he had seen her without anything on in the water, how could he not have seen her in that?

Absolutely not!

At least until they were married, he absolutely shouldn’t mention the incident in the water!

Seeing he didn’t reply, she figured it out.

Suddenly feeling very down, she covered her face, wanting to cry but unable to, just feeling incredibly embarrassed.

Ye Yiheng was at a loss, not knowing how to comfort her, and after a long pause, he awkwardly said, "Anyway, you’ve seen me without a shirt on several times."

At those words, Leng Yu Yan blushed even more. Already feeling ill from the seasickness and temporarily overtaken by her temper, she abruptly opened her eyes and glared at him, muttering, "Is that the same thing?"

He was a man, she was a woman, how could they be the same?

Ye Yiheng, "How are they not the same?"

Leng Yu Yan angrily slapped the bed and gritted her teeth, "They just aren’t the same!"

They didn’t even look the same!

Ye Yiheng pressed his swollen temples and soothed her softly, "We’re bound to get married sooner or later, you don’t have to be embarrassed!"

"Who said that? If our deal goes well, we might not need to get married." She still wouldn’t give up and asked, "What color, tell me!"

Ye Yiheng blurted out, "Pink."

Just as the words left his mouth, he knocked his forehead with his thumb knuckle, completely befuddled by her temper at the moment...

Didn’t that just tell her that he had indeed seen what her inner clothes looked like?

Hearing this, Leng Yu Yan’s tears, which had been hard to come by, suddenly flowed out.

Ye Yiheng panicked and quickly said, "I guessed it, girls generally like red or pink. If you wore red, the white inner clothes might show through, but since they didn’t, it must be a light color."

"Really?" Leng Yu Yan looked up at him, her eyes brimming with teary bewilderment.

She knew he was comforting her with those words, but since he was willing to help her save face, she went with the flow and stopped crying.

He nodded, "Crying like this, you look like a flower cat, go wash your face."

Ye Yiheng sighed, having never argued with her like this before.

Even if there were arguments in the past, if she did something to irritate him, he would have punished her. This time, it was like a reverse, needing to consider her feelings and coax her.

Leng Yu Yan sniffled, got up from the bed, moved toward the wooden rack, bowed her head towards the basin, and gave herself a fright.

Her reflection in the water, with the eyebrow pencil smeared across her cheeks and washed by her tears, made her face look as dirty as a little beggar’s.

At that moment, ship boss Jiang Xuan came knocking on the door with his daughter.

The knock sounded, causing Leng Yu Yan and Ye Yiheng to turn their heads simultaneously.

Jiang Xuan never expected to see such a face and stood frozen.

He had thought the young girl might have washed her face by now, wanting to see what she looked like, but found her dirtier than before.

His daughter giggled, "Sister looks like a big flower cat."

Ye Yiheng said expressionlessly, "Sorry, my sister-in-law is feeling unwell."

With that, he closed the door.

His intuition told him that this ship boss had ulterior motives.

Outside the door, the girl’s childish voice sounded, "Daddy, sister must have cried to become a big flower cat."

Jiang Xuan rubbed his daughter’s hair, "Little Rou’er, we’ll come back to thank sister later."

"Mm!" Jiang Rou nodded obediently.

Their voices gradually faded away.

Leng Yu Yan stood stunned for a while, then slowly washed her face.

Ye Yiheng was surprised to see her calm down afterwards.

Leng Yu Yan dried her face and, looking over her shoulder at the surprised person behind her, said, "Being seen with a face like a flower cat doesn’t matter much. It’s just eyebrow pencil smudged by my tears, making it look dirty."

Continuing, she added, "There’s some on your face too, want to wash it?"

Seeing no towel on the rack, Ye Yiheng reached for the one in her hand.

As someone with a fixation on cleanliness, he had never shared a towel with anyone before.

Ye Yiheng’s grip on the towel tightened.

Sensing his discomfort, Leng Yu Yan pulled a new towel from her bag, snatched the one from his hand, and stuffed the new one into his.