On Our Wedding Night, I Discovered the Crown Prince’s Hidden Illness
Chapter 485 Impure Thoughts

Chapter 485: Chapter 485 Impure Thoughts

Ye Yiheng’s gaze passed over the top of the screen, looking in her direction, seeing her back turned to the screen, obviously too shy to face him.

"This past few days, haven’t you been quite curious?" he teased.

At those words, Leng Yu Yan almost stammered, "Me, me, what am I curious about?"

"Don’t you want to see?" Ye Yiheng reined in his smile and walked over to her side, "This time, I’ll give you the chance, turn around."

"I don’t want to see!" she protested.

"Really don’t want to see?" Ye Yiheng’s voice was laced with teasing.

Leng Yu Yan lifted his clothes to the side of her face, to block her view: "Really don’t want to see!"

"These past two days, haven’t you been trying to estimate the extent of my... incapabilities?" Ye Yiheng suddenly reached out and touched her arm.

Leng Yu Yan started, her shoulder shaking in turn, "How do you know?"

"I’m not stupid," he chuckled lowly, "Now tell me honestly, that morning, what was this hand of yours trying to grasp?"

As he spoke, Ye Yiheng’s slender fingers like jade clasped her hand that pinched the clothes.

Leng Yu Yan didn’t want her hand to be caught by him, mainly because being exposed by him was terribly embarrassing.

That morning her hand seemed to have a mind of its own, stretching out as if possessed, thinking that if it touched anything, just grab a handful.

Perhaps with a squeeze, she could have had some judgment.

Who would have thought that he would run off like a wolf with its tail stepped on?

But at this moment, she was even more reluctant to let go. Once released, the clothes in her hand would fall, and the person standing beside her, sans a single thread, would truly be seen by her.

What’s so good about not wearing clothes?

Besides, in such a state, seeing or not seeing was the same; it was completely impossible to judge whether he was capable or not.

Of course, she couldn’t voice such thoughts; otherwise, in his eyes, she would be a hooligan!

Life is hard, but being the fiancée of this man is even harder!

Oh heavens, she wished for a crack in the ground to swallow her up!

Ye Yiheng could hardly hold back his laughter, "Alright, I won’t tease you anymore."

Leng Yu Yan closed her eyes, and handed the clothes towards him, "You should get dressed quickly, don’t catch a cold!"

Ye Yiheng took the clothes, his hand still clasping hers, "Open your eyes and look at me."

At his command, she shook her head desperately, "I won’t look!"

While speaking, she put her hands over her face.

"I order you to look," Ye Yiheng commanded in a deep tone.

In the end, somewhat curious, Leng Yu Yan pressed her lips together, her fingers slightly parting a gap, and she peeked through the spaces between her fingers...

Although his chest was exposed, he had wrapped a cotton towel around his sturdy waist, from waist to knee, covering everything that should be covered.

"Why didn’t you tell me you were wearing a big cotton towel?" she said, her voice tinged with annoyance and irritation.

He actually teased her like this!

Ye Yiheng finally laughed out loud, "It’s because your thoughts are impure that you fell for it."

"Ye Yiheng, is it fun to make fun of others?" Leng Yu Yan’s face, which was slightly flushed just moments ago, instantly grew hot.

"It’s fun," he nodded, a flicker of interest in his eyes.

Leng Yu Yan extended her hand to push him, but didn’t expect her hand to be caught again.

With her hand pressed against his chest, she heard him say, "If you really want to see, I’ll allow it."

Leng Yu Yan mechanically shook her head, "I won’t look, I really won’t look anymore."

Ye Yiheng smiled, pulling her into his embrace, whispering near her ear, "After we’re married, you can look however you want, and if you want to see in advance, that’s possible too."

He wasn’t wearing clothes, and being held like this by him, Leng Yu Yan stiffened, "Your Highness, please let me go first, get dressed quickly."

Ye Yiheng tightened his arm, and as Leng Yu Yan struggled against the arm that squeezed her into his body... the cotton towel wrapped around his waist began to teeter on the verge of falling.

The two individuals who had separated by just a bit were both stunned!

Leng Yu Yan’s eyes widened as she saw the cotton towel about to fall. She quickly closed her eyes and crisply said, "Get dressed quickly!"

Ye Yiheng shook his head to catch the cotton towel and with his other hand, grabbed his nightgown to slip into.

Leng Yu Yan seized the opportunity to run out of the bathroom.

She stood at the doorway, pressed her hand against her chest, and took deep breaths. If she had been a moment later, might she have actually seen something?

Suddenly realizing that her thoughts were inappropriate, Leng Yu Yan shook her head.

Just then, Ye Yiheng came out: "Scaredy-cat, go wash up."

Leng Yu Yan glared at him and muttered under her breath, "Tease!"

"So it seems we’re a match made in heaven," Ye Yiheng responded, not at all annoyed.

On the contrary, after the recent incident, his mood was quite pleased.

Under someone’s watchful gaze, Leng Yu Yan stiffened her resolve and took her clothes into the bathroom to change.

Once inside the bathroom, she bolted the door.

His skin was thick, always saying she should have a look.

Her skin was thin, so she had to guard against the thick-skinned one.

Fortunately, when she came out after washing up, she was quite surprised to see that certain someone sitting decently inside another blanket.

As if sensing her confusion, Ye Yiheng spoke softly, "We should sleep in separate beds so you can rest easier."

It won’t be long before Prince Zhenbei and the Princess arrive in the capital city. By then, he and she would marry, and during the days before their marriage, he naturally wanted to respect her.

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The next day, when it was just barely dawn, there was a commotion outside.

Miao Zhu reprimanded, "The Commandery Princess is still resting; what is all this noise about?"

A servant responded, "Miss Miao Zhu, it’s not us making the noise; there’s really something happening in the front courtyard."

"What happened?" Miao Zhu lowered her voice, afraid of waking Leng Yu Yan and Ye Yiheng who were still asleep in the room.

The servant continued, "Miss Miao Zhu, if you go to the front courtyard, you’ll understand. To be precise, it’s not in the courtyard itself, but a bit further inside, near the main entrance."

Doubtful, Miao Zhu followed the servant toward the front courtyard.

Before reaching the courtyard, the noise at the entrance was even louder.

Someone exclaimed, "Someone’s coming, Miss Miao Zhu from the Commandery Princess’s side is here."

Yu Yinglei saw Miao Zhu and immediately came over, "Please help us inform your mistress; I wish to see your Commandery Princess."

Miao Zhu looked at the young woman in front of her and her eyebrows slightly furrowed, "Beiliang Princess, you were newly married yesterday, and yet you’re seeking an audience with my mistress today. May I ask why?"

Unexpectedly to everyone, Yu Yinglei suddenly knelt on the ground, "Please report to her!"

Miao Zhu stepped aside to avoid the direction of Yu Yinglei’s kneeling, "Get up quickly. You are now Princess Xian; it is inappropriate for you to kneel this way before a mere servant."

Yu Yinglei bowed her head and said, "If you do not report to her, I will not stand."

She hadn’t slept all night, consumed by her thoughts.

Upon waking up today, Ye Zhenxian found out the guests were aware of his health condition and flew into a rage. Upon seeing her, he hit her.

She sought assistance from the Seventh Prince in vain; she sought assistance from Ye Shi in vain.

After much deliberation, if it weren’t for Leng Yu, she would never have married Ye Zhenxian.

Today, she must settle things once and for all with Leng Yu Yan!

Only by killing Leng Yu Yan could she, Yu Yinglei, ever hope to be by the side of Tiancheng Crown Prince!

She wanted to be the Crown Prince’s Princess of Marriage!

Today, she planned to seize the chance to kill Leng Yu Yan and then request a divorce from Ye Zhenxian from Emperor Tiancheng.

As for the responsibility of killing Leng Yu Yan, she had made her bold move with preparedness.

As long as Leng Yu had a soft heart and "accidentally" died, then she would bear no guilt.

Miao Zhu frowned, "Princess Xian, please get up quickly. If others see this, they will think the Prince Zhenbei Mansion is mistreating you."