On Our Wedding Night, I Discovered the Crown Prince’s Hidden Illness
Chapter 428 Threats and Entanglement

Chapter 428: Chapter 428 Threats and Entanglement

Leng Yuyue averted his gaze in a flustered manner, waving his hand, "I cannot do this, I!"

Ye Jiu muttered, "Why can you not?"

"You... you quickly cover up your skirt!" Leng Yuyue, turning his back to her, pointed at her legs.

Ye Jiu looked down at her own legs, her tone forlorn, "So in the Princely Heir’s eyes, my legs are that ugly."

Skin as smooth as cream, isn’t that the case here? How can they be ugly? Leng Yuyue’s handsome brows furrowed tightly, "I did not say they were ugly."

Indeed, she was a beauty with a flawless complexion and a charming demeanor, from her fingers to her legs, every part tender and lustrous.

"Then why dare you not look?" Ye Jiu reached out to tug on the hem of his clothes.

Leng Yuyue turned his head to see the small hand gripping his clothes’ hem, with bright rouge painted on the nails; he once more averted his gaze, "Do not gaze upon things improper!"

"If the Princely Heir does not comply, I will inform Father Emperor, claim that we have already consummated our marriage, and ask him to grant us a wedding," Ye Jiu said, suppressing a smile, pretending to threaten.

Upon hearing this, Leng Yuyue turned around abruptly, "Ye Jiu, you’re a lady, how can you speak without restraint?"

"I am a woman who likes you. Do you not like me?" Ye Jiu’s smile curved her eyes as she held onto his clothes’ hem, refusing to let go.

Leng Yuyue glanced again at the hand on his hem, and spoke gravely, "If you do not let go, do not blame me for being rough."

His voice was tense and deep.

"I won’t let go, you come and try!"

Stars seemed to glitter in Ye Jiu’s eyes as she gazed up at the tall man beside her.

Leng Yuyue bent down and carried her horizontally before walking towards the bed.

Ye Jiu was startled and delighted, "Is the Princely Heir so eager to turn what I just said into reality?"

With a stern face, Leng Yuyue carried her to the bed and then tossed her onto it.

"Ye Jiu, if you continue like this, I will have you thrown out of the manor."

"How cruel-hearted!" Ye Jiu kicked the brocade quilt at the foot of the bed, "Have you no compassion for women?"

"Seeing how forcefully you kick your legs, you surely don’t need any massage."

Dropping a remark, Leng Yuyue strode away.

Seeing his hasty departure, Ye Jiu laughed, not believing that he would feel no interest in her if this continued.

Thinking so, Ye Jiu picked up her skirts to examine her own slender and even legs, remembering Leng Yuyue’s expression, and burst into laughter on the brocade quilt.

After this incident, Leng Yuyue had no mood to have the evening meal with Ye Jiu and instructed the servants to deliver the dinner separately to Leng Yu Yan and Ye Jiu; he too had his alone in his room.

Knowing Leng Yuyue was thin-skinned, Ye Jiu enjoyed her meal in a rather good mood.

On the other side, Leng Yu Yan, reflecting on what Ye Yiheng had said, found she had little appetite.

Miao Zhu, assuming that her own Commandery Princess’s displeasure was due to the unpleasantness with the Crown Prince in the horse carriage, suggested she take a bath.

The maids prepared hot water and helped Leng Yu Yan out of her outer garments before leaving the bathroom.

Only Miao Zhu stayed to attend to Leng Yu Yan, knowing her mistress disliked having others see her body, so assisted her into the tub with just her undergarment and short underwear remaining.

"Does it still hurt on your lips, Commandery Princess?" Miao Zhu looked at Leng Yu Yan’s cheeks, reddened by the steam, and asked softly.

Leng Yu Yan closed her eyes and shook her head, leaning against the edge of the tub.

Miao Zhu tenderly wiped Leng Yu Yan’s back and shoulders with a cotton cloth; her mistress’s skin was delicate and smooth, enough to stir even the heart of an Immortal like the Crown Prince.

Yet how could he have been so rough as to injure the lips of the Commandery Princess, causing her heart to ache even more.

It was ultimately uncomfortable to soak in the bath wearing a shirt and short underwear. Leng Yu Yan slowly opened her eyes, "Miao Zhu, you may go rest, I can manage on my own."

Handing over the cotton cloth to her, Miao Zhu said, "Yes, Commandery Princess, don’t fall asleep in the tub."

"Mm," Leng Yu Yan replied with a sound.

Miao Zhu quietly retreated and closed the door to the bathroom.

Leng Yu Yan sunk her shoulders into the water, removed her blouse, and took off her short underwear, closing her eyes to rest for a bit.

Ye Yiheng had asked her who she had apprenticed with in the mountains for five years, aiming to investigate her relationship with Linqing Pavilion.

If he found out she was the Linqing Pavilion Master, given his status and past efforts to find the Divine Doctor in vain, he would likely fly into a rage.

At that point, their deal would probably be unable to continue.

Ye Yiheng, a man bent on revenge, would pose a real danger to her if he discovered her identity.

She wondered if he would be more generous, considering she had helped him with his cold disease and eye condition.

Regardless, she felt very uncertain.

Thinking so, Leng Yu Yan scooped water with her hands and splashed it onto her face.

Touching her lips, which were still swollen after several hours, Leng Yu Yan became annoyed again and muttered to herself, "Ye Yiheng, bastard, hooligan, playboy!"

As Ye Yiheng climbed in through the window, he noticed the room was empty but heard the sounds of her cursing him coming from the bathroom, so he moved towards the bathroom door.

"The Crown Prince himself turns out to be a playboy!"

During the day, why hadn’t she bitten him a few more times?

Alone in the bathroom, Leng Yu Yan cursed more vigorously, "A scoundrel masquerading as a gentleman, looking so upright but engaging in such..."

Hearing this, Ye Yiheng’s temper flared, and he pushed the door open.

At the sound, Leng Yu Yan plunged deeper into the water, "Who is it?"

"It’s I."

Seeing it was him, she realized she was completely bare and quickly scolded, "Get out!"

Ye Yiheng, as if he had not heard her, sauntered over to the tub, pulled over a chair, and sat down with an air of nonchalance, "So I’m a bastard, a hooligan, and all I do is play the part of a playboy?"

His narrow phoenix eyes looked at her with an amused glint.

"Isn’t that the case?" Leng Yu Yan’s hands shielded her chest, with only her head above the water, "To intrude upon someone bathing, such shamelessness, I didn’t curse in vain!"

"Someone?" Ye Yiheng spoke steadily, "According to the Commandery Princess, if I were to leave now, wouldn’t I betray the words you’ve cursed me with?"

"You!" Leng Yu Yan became anxious, "I’m not wearing any clothes."

Her voice softened, both coquettish and cross, "Please, just go, will you?"

The girl’s voice was sweet and sticky, full of urgent embarrassment and shyness, while also laced with reproach, her complaints making his spine gradually tense.

He took another look at the exquisite stretch of her pale neck above the water, and Ye Yiheng felt as if there was a fire burning fiercely within his chest.

To alleviate the tension in his body, Ye Yiheng adjusted his posture, leaning back in the chair, and took his gaze off her above the water surface, slowly twirling the jade ring on his thumb.

However, the water was clear, and despite her crossed arms, he had still caught a glimpse of something he shouldn’t have.

Leng Yu Yan asked urgently, "Why won’t you leave?"

"I’ve come to administer the antidote. If I don’t do it today, wouldn’t the trip be wasted?"

Ye Yiheng lowered his gaze to the jade ring on his hand, but her bright, limpid eyes rose before him, clear and pure, the slightly upturned corners seductively enticing.

Not just that, before him seemingly also appeared her snowy, delicate waist, which he seemed to be grasping...

Ye Yiheng closed his eyes and shook his head; something was wrong!

The scene entangling in his illusion, so wild...

How could he have such delusions?