On Our Wedding Night, I Discovered the Crown Prince’s Hidden Illness
Chapter 437: Warm Only to You

Chapter 437: Chapter 437: Warm Only to You

He admitted, "My sister."

Ye Jiu replied, "I am not jealous of Ah Yan."

Li Yuyue shook his head, "Not Yan’er, but Mian’er."

Regrettably, the mastermind behind the harm done to Mian’er had not yet been discovered.

Ye Jiu, who was fond of Li Yuyue, had inquired about matters of the Prince Zhenbei Mansion and naturally knew about Li Fei.

Seeing his spirits were low, Ye Jiu threw herself into his embrace, "Princely Heir, I understand why you are so fond of Ah Yan now!"

"You might think that losing one sister and finding another is the main reason for my affection," Li Yuyue said, allowing her to hold him, "but mainly it’s because Yan’er is smart. What’s undeniable, though, is that Yan’er and Mian’er look almost identical."

Ye Jiu suddenly realized, "I get it now—last year when Ah Yan moved into the Eastern Palace, I nagged her to take off her veil. You were staring at her because you discovered she looked like your sister Mian’er, right?"

Li Yuyue nodded, "Exactly!"

"I thought you liked her in that way between a man and a woman. I was so dumb, why didn’t I think of sibling love?"

Ye Jiu was filled with self-reproach, having often made things difficult for Ah Yan because of it.

Sensing her desolation, Li Yuyue lightly patted her back, "It’s late, you should sleep now."

Ye Jiu nodded, "Could you turn off the light after I get into bed, and then go?"

Li Yuyue nodded.

Ye Jiu shed her cloak, climbed into bed under the covers, while Li Yuyue spread a wool blanket over her.

"I’ve used this blanket before; it’s light and warm," he said while tucking the corner of the blanket, "Sleep well!"

Hearing that he had used the blanket made Ye Jiu nod happily, "Okay!"

Li Yuyue blew out the candle and left the room, instructing Ye Jiu’s palace maids, "Take good care of the Princess."

The palace maids respectfully affirmed, and Li Yuyue finally stepped away.

Inside the room, Ye Jiu pulled the wool blanket higher, sniffing the fresh scent of bamboo leaves on the blanket—it shared the same fragrance as him. Unconsciously, her lips curved into a content smile.

He was taking care of her!

People from the Lai Family probably expressed emotions in a reserved way.

Thinking so, Ye Jiu grasped a corner of the blanket, finding a comfortable position, and drifted off to sleep.

Meanwhile in Leng Yu Yan’s room.

Ye Yiheng, having finished washing up, returned to the bedside and noticed the blanket he had put away was back on the bed.

Leng Yu Yan hugged her own blanket, shuffling inside, then puckered her lips, "You sleep on the outside."

Ye Yiheng’s eyes slightly moved.

Seeing his stern expression, Leng Yu Yan helped spread out the blanket and make the bed, "Aren’t I considerate?"

He grunted and nodded, "You really are something."

Jian Lecheng, that bastard, was nowhere to be found. He’d better make his utmost effort to reach Beilan City soon and invite the Lai Family over, so that he could marry the woman before him sooner.

He wanted her to clearly see if he was capable or not!

Thinking this, Ye Yiheng felt somewhat balanced.

He got into bed and casually picked up a romance novel she left on the nightstand. Seeing the title, he chuckled, "The Stern Prince’s Fugitive Consort? You actually read this sort of thing?"

"Why shouldn’t I?"

Leng Yu Yan snatched the book back, flipping it to where she had left off and continued reading.

Watching her engrossed in the book, Ye Yiheng reacted suddenly, then quickly pinched her slender arm, "Are you still thinking of running away?"

"Really, you got that from the title of this book?" Leng Yu Yan slapped his hand away, "I’ll tell you, if I really wanted to escape, you wouldn’t be able to find me."

"Wearing a Human Skin Mask, living under an assumed name..." Ye Yiheng murmured softly, "If you really plan to escape, could you at least let me know beforehand?"

"If I were truly escaping, why would I tell you?" she countered.

"Heh, do you believe or not, no matter if you run to the ends of the earth, I will find you?"

Leng Yu Yan had lost interest in reading the storybook and closed it, looking into his deep eyes, "What if I escaped to another world?"

This statement made Ye Yiheng stop in his tracks, the feeling from a few days ago resurfacing.

Seeing his handsome face sink with severity, Leng Yu Yan tugged the corner of her mouth, "Can’t I even make a joke?"

"Yanyan, this is no joke!"

His voice was low and husky, tinged with a hint of melancholy.

Leng Yu Yan took a deep breath, "Let’s not talk about this anymore, let’s sleep." Then she turned her back to him and lay down.

Ye Yiheng reached over and asked her softly, "You’ve been somewhat hostile towards me these past few days, can we talk about it?"

As he spoke like this, his crisp breath sprayed on her cheek. Leng Yu Yan pulled the covers over her head, "Let’s just sleep."

Hearing this, he clenched his fist, pulled back her covers, and swiftly slipped under her blanket.

Leng Yu Yan, startled by the sudden action, quickly turned around, "What are you doing?"

He pulled her into his embrace, "Are you jealous?"

At his words, her impending struggle ceased, and she pouted her lips and shook her head.

He asked further, "Are you jealous because of Zheng Liqi and Hu Sisi?"

His voice was the epitome of gentleness.

Leng Yu Yan told herself to be more rational, but her nose still tingled sourly, "They knew you long ago, but I didn’t."

Whether it was Zheng Liqi or Hu Sisi, they had seen his gentle and proper demeanor.

But from the time she knew him, he had always been extremely aloof.

"So what if they knew me earlier, Yanyan, we are the ones meant to spend a lifetime together."

"Mm!" She nodded vigorously, finally wrapping her arms around his waist, "If there were a next life, would you wish to meet me earlier?"

"I would." He rested his chin on top of her hair, "But I have one question, what if we don’t recognize each other then?"

Leng Yu Yan laughed lightly and sighed, "We haven’t even figured out this lifetime, why discuss such empty matters?"

Ji Qingyu once said Ye Yiheng had a first love, not Zheng Liqi or Hu Sisi, then who?

What is a first love? It’s someone who, in the years ahead, no other woman he meets could ever replace!

Since it’s a first love, it must be someone he recognized early. Probably someone he liked when he first experienced love.

Every time she thought about this, she couldn’t help feeling bitter inside.

She and he were just a transactional collaboration; she had been hoping too much, hoping that he would truly fall for her.

When a girl encounters someone she likes, she always finds herself such in a contradicted state, seeing everything else clearly but utterly lost in her own matters.

Her temper flared up on its own, and she knew this was wrong, but she couldn’t control it.

She admitted she was indeed jealous.

So envious of that first love, so early settled in his heart.

It was so unfair, living two lifetimes without ever having a first love of her own.

At that moment, Ye Yiheng said, "Then let’s live this life well!"

Noticing her mood was off, he asked again, "What’s wrong?"

"Nothing." She shook her head lightly, simply saying, "I was just thinking that before you became blind and ill, you must have been adored by everyone, and I’m a bit envious that Zheng Liqi and Hu Sisi have seen you like that."

"Do you feel I am too cold now?" He chuckled softly, "In the years to come, if I am only warm to you, isn’t that good?"

At these words, Leng Yu Yan looked up at him in astonishment.

Seeing her surprised, her lips parting slightly, he bent down and accurately captured her lips...