On Our Wedding Night, I Discovered the Crown Prince’s Hidden Illness
Chapter 499: Not Just Wanting a Kiss

Chapter 499: Chapter 499: Not Just Wanting a Kiss

Inside the room.

Ye Yiheng pulled back slightly from her lips, "Won’t speak?"

"I won’t."

Leng Yu Yan cast her eyes downward, not daring to look at him, aware that at this moment, his breath was just pressing against the edge of her lips.

Their breaths entwined, indistinguishable from each other...

Nervously, she turned her face away, hoping to put some distance between their lips.

Even so, their faces were still too close, the minuscule distance restraining Leng Yu Yan from making any sudden moves.

Indeed, struggling was useless, for sitting on his lap like this, with his hand at her waist, he effortlessly shackled her so tightly, she could not even shift a bit.

"Is it because I’m not handsome enough?" Ye Yiheng’s voice contained a hint of self-mockery, "After all, your father and brothers are each extraordinarily good-looking."

In Prince Zhenbei Mansion, the men were handsome, and the women beautiful, she had long been accustomed to that.

Besides, her own beauty was outstanding enough to captivate a city. Even if he was extremely handsome, she wouldn’t give him extra regard for his appearance, wouldn’t she?

Leng Yu Yan was a bit bewildered, "Your Highness, you are very handsome!"

This was the truth.

His facial features were exquisitely defined—she had never seen anyone more beautiful, whether in terms of skin or bone structure.

But when he was not smiling, he was unusually stern, with an imposing demeanor, appearing as if he looked down on all creation.

His deep eyes peered at her, "But Yanyan does not like."

At this moment, his tone was like that of a child asking for sweets, a stark contrast to the usually distant and unapproachable him. The difference left Leng Yu Yan utterly transfixed.

As if possessed, she blurted out, "But I do like."

"So you admit you like me!" he exclaimed joyfully.

"I didn’t..." she stammered, "I only said I like Your Highness’s appearance."

Ye Yiheng’s eyes curved upward, playful interest hidden in their depths, "I’ll take it as you liking me as a whole."

"No, you can’t be so shameless!" Leng Yu Yan grew anxious, struggling to get away from his thighs.

But his hand tightened instantaneously.

She had no choice but to push against his shoulders.

Ye Yiheng looked at her with a smirk that was not quite a smile, and suddenly brought his face close, his sensual Adam’s apple sliding up and down...

Instinctively, Leng Yu Yan leaned her upper body back.

The man quirked the corner of his lips, "You think I want to kiss you again?"

His brows carried a mischievous and roguish air.

His normally cold and proud demeanor showed an unrestrained and frivolous expression, which left Leng Yu Yan bewildered.

Seeing her clear, lucid eyes fixated on him—those beautiful eyes clearly reflecting his face in their gaze—it made his throat suddenly go dry.

If only her heart could reflect his figure as her eyes did, how wonderful that would be!

He smiled lightly, "Indeed, I very much want to."

His smile was lazy, his tone laden with innuendo.

Not only did he want to kiss, he wanted even more.

Suddenly, his jaw tensed, and he reached out to twirl a strand of her hair, to divert his attention and restrain the wild thoughts in his heart.

Ye Yiheng, someone whose emotions rarely showed on his face, revealed so many expressions in just these moments, causing Leng Yu Yan’s heart to tremble uncontrollably.

The air grew tense for a moment, then she sharply came back to her senses, "It’s late; we should sleep."

To her surprise, he let her go, "Indeed, it’s time to sleep."

As his voice faded, Ye Yiheng went to the cupboard to take out a quilt, spreading it open as usual before getting under it.

Leng Yu Yan tidied up the mountain of books piled on the desk, then stepped over to the edge of the bed.

Someone was already sitting inside the quilt, so she had no choice but to climb over him.

Whether he did it on purpose or not, just as she was crawling over his legs, his knee moved upward, which startled Leng Yu Yan into rolling to one side.

If she hadn’t rolled away, his knee could have easily touched her chest.

Though there was a quilt in between, she still didn’t want to make such contact.

But this roll made her look rather clumsy, and Leng Yu Yan was infuriated.

She sat up in bed, her back stiff and her little face tight. She had a hundred curses for calling him a playboy in her mind, but she couldn’t bring herself to say them out loud.

And the guy looked quite innocent, even asking her with a warm voice, "Are you alright?"

"Did you do that on purpose?" she finally managed to ask.

"I truly didn’t mean to."

Ye Yiheng was not the least bit embarrassed, his voice as calm as ever.

Leng Yu Yan crawled into the quilt, puffing with anger, and when she lay down, she took the chance to glare at him when he wasn’t paying attention.

She lay facing inward, the scene from just before flashing back in her mind. If she hadn’t rolled away, she would have probably ended up lying on top of him.

Which would have been even more embarrassing.

At this moment, Ye Yiheng suddenly leaned over and his pale, slender fingers touched her forehead.

"What’s on your little mind?"

His breath was warm and tinged with a trace of coolness, showering completely over her ear.

She couldn’t see his expression at the moment. Not knowing what he was up to with his actions, Leng Yu Yan felt her heartbeat speed up a bit too fast.

"I’m not thinking about anything."

She pulled the quilt up a bit.

Ye Yiheng’s lips slightly curled up, and he lowered his head to plant a kiss on the tip of her ear: "Go to sleep, stop thinking about all that."

His words made her cheeks heat up, and his kiss turned her ears red.

Leng Yu Yan said with embarrassment, "Ye Yiheng, if you keep talking like this, I will think that you did it on purpose earlier."

Calling him by his full name showed how shy and annoyed she was, and Ye Yiheng chuckled deeply, "I’ll stop teasing you, go to sleep."

The next instant, the lamp was extinguished by the wind of his palm.

Leng Yu Yan gazed into the darkness that she hadn’t had time to adjust to and took a long breath.

At this moment, outside in the corridor.

Qiubo paced over to Miao Zhu’s side: "I say, you two, what are you still looking at so late?"

The lights in the room were out, so why were Song Guo and Miao Zhu still staring at the window of the inner room?

Miao Zhu said, "Just watching, in case the Commandery Princess and Your Highness start arguing later, we can go in to persuade them."

Just then, Chun Liu, Xia Tao, and Dong Yan also came over.

Chun Liu asked, "The Commandery Princess and Your Highness are really sleeping together just like that?"

Realizing that Spring, Summer, Autumn, and Winter were still unaware of the situation between the Commandery Princess and the Crown Prince, Miao Zhu briefly explained what had been happening lately. When it got to the point where the two masters were indeed sleeping together...

Xia Tao interrupted Miao Zhu, exclaiming repeatedly, "Everyone says the Crown Prince can’t perform, what could they possibly do sleeping together?"

Her personality was lively, and she usually spoke quite straightforwardly. Those familiar with her were accustomed to her blunt questions and weren’t surprised anymore.

Song Guo was immensely embarrassed by her question: "Xia Tao, my lord does indeed have some difficulties in that regard, but you can’t just blurt it out like that."

He lowered his voice, afraid of disturbing the Highness and Commandery Princess inside the room.

"It wasn’t me who said it, it was Mr. Ling when he came to Linqing Pavilion," Xia Tao furrowed her brows, her voice also softer, "You still haven’t answered my question."

"His Highness and the Commandery Princess are sleeping with separate quilts," Miao Zhu explained candidly.

Upon hearing this, Spring, Summer, Autumn, and Winter glanced at each other.

It seems nobody’s perfect!

The Crown Prince is as beautiful as an Immortal, excelling in all ways, but indeed his body is not up to par.

Chun Liu thought to herself, with the Crown Prince spending the night in the Commandery Princess’s room, the Princely Heir wasn’t worried at all; it was clear now why that was the case.