On Our Wedding Night, I Discovered the Crown Prince's Hidden Illness-Chapter 159 - : Offering Oneself as a Pillow Companion
Chapter 159: Chapter 159: Offering Oneself as a Pillow Companion
“Your Highness, we have entered,” Mo Chen spoke as he pushed open the door. “We should still check; it’s better to be careful!”
Leng Yu Yan lay on the bed, covered with a quilt, not daring to breathe too loudly.
Beside her was someone’s leg, close enough to be within half a finger’s breadth…
She could even feel the slight coolness of his leg.
At this moment, Song Guo also said, “During Your Highness’s trip to Jiangnan, many princes are watching and waiting for a chance to strike in the dark.”
The two noticed a light on in the room and exchanged puzzled looks.
...
Why would their Highness have a light on when he hasn’t been seen for a few days?
Ye Yiheng guessed their confusion and said indifferently, “Hearing you were about to enter, I lit the lamp.”
Mo Chen began to inspect the room thoroughly: the windowsill, under the desk, the wardrobe, and even under the bed.
Leng Yu Yan lay motionless, but it was becoming stuffy under the quilt. Already slightly seasick, she felt even worse with the stuffiness.
Mo Chen spared no detail, excluding only the Crown Prince’s bed.
Ye Yiheng gave a light cough and asked, “How is it?”
As he spoke, he conveniently moved his leg.
A breath of fresh air flowed into the quilt, and Leng Yu Yan quickly inhaled.
Mo Chen bowed, “Your Highness, this place is safe; we will take our leave.”
“Hm,” Ye Yiheng responded faintly, “rest early.”
Song Guo added, “Alright, Your Highness, please rest early as well.”
While speaking, Song Guo reached over to tuck in the corner of Ye Yiheng’s blanket. “The nights are getting chilly this season, especially over the river; Your Highness, please make sure you’re well-covered.”
Suddenly, the quilt was lifted.
Leng Yu Yan had already seen the candlelight, and the corner of her pink skirt was nearly exposed under Song Guo’s very nose. Her heartbeat rapidly accelerating, she quickly reached out to pull it back…
But her skirt was trapped under someone sitting on it, and she couldn’t pull it free.
Just as her heart threatened to leap into her throat, Ye Yiheng covered the corner of her skirt that was about to be exposed with the quilt.
“I’m not a child anymore, how could I not know how to cover myself with a blanket?” He paused, then added, “Go rest now.”
“Yes, Your Highness,” Mo Chen and Song Guo answered in unison.
After they left the room and shut the door behind them, they headed towards the room up front.
“His Highness was a bit strange today,” Song Guo said, rubbing his forehead.
Mo Chen frowned, “I felt it was strange too, but I can’t quite put my finger on it.”
“His Highness said twice for us to rest. We’ve been by His Highness’s side for so many years, but this is the first time something like this has happened!”
“Now that you mention it, I also noticed that His Highness can indeed have such a gentle side.”
Song Guo laughed, “I knew His Highness was a gentle person a long time ago, back when I was seven, with that plate of pine nuts…”
Mo Chen raised a hand, “Enough, enough, my ears are about to develop calluses from hearing that story.”
Their voices faded into the distance, and within the quilt, Leng Yu Yan could no longer make out their words, while Ye Yiheng heard everything clearly.
The corridor outside the room returned to silence.
Through the quilt, Ye Yiheng gently patted her on the shoulder, “Come out.”
Leng Yu Yan then crawled out from under the quilt, and because she had been stifled underneath for so long, upon breathing in the fresh air, her chest rose and fell somewhat heavily.
“Thank you, Your Highness!” Leng Yu Yan got out of bed quickly and gave a respectful bow.
His behavior just then made her inclined to question what he meant by “offering oneself for the night,” but now, she couldn’t bring herself to ask.
She pursed her lips in thought and finally said, “I truly didn’t mean to walk into the wrong room; please, Your Highness, do not take it to heart!”
Unexpectedly, he replied with a slight parting of his thin lips, “Are you trying to say you weren’t offering yourself for the night?”
Leng Yu Yan hurriedly waved her hands, “No, I really just walked into the wrong room!”
Ye Yiheng spoke indifferently, “In the dead of night, I had already gone to sleep when you rashly entered my room. This act is tantamount to offering yourself for the pillow.”
Leng Yu Yan’s face turned completely red.
Based on what he said, anyone who heard it would definitely accuse her of offering herself for the pillow.
She bit her lip for a long while, having said that she entered the wrong room, yet he wouldn’t listen, leaving her at a loss for how to explain.
Hearing her slightly hurried and disordered breathing, Ye Yiheng raised an eyebrow.
“Moreover, you lifted my blanket and lay down beside me, and your hand…”
He did not continue.
Leng Yu Yan was overwhelmed with shame and anger, wanted to explain, but the seasickness was getting worse.
She could only clasp her hands together, pinching her palm, took a deep breath, and said slowly, “I truly only entered the wrong room by mistake and thought the person on the bed was Miao Zhu, hence I reached out. Please Your Highness, let’s not mention this again.”
So it was Miao Zhu, and she reached out?
Ye Yiheng’s expression was blank as he said, “What a coincidence that you ended up on my boat.”
Updat𝓮d from frёewebnoѵēl.com.
He paused before adding, “Not only on the boat but also in my bed.”
These two sentences instantly turned Leng Yu Yan’s face, which had just reddened, stark white.
“Is Your Highness implying that I am chasing after you? Because the marriage agreement was canceled, do you think I want to salvage it?”
“Let me be honest with Your Highness, I am going to Jiangzhou to visit my maternal grandmother, it has nothing to do with Your Highness!”
“Moreover, getting on this boat was indeed a coincidence. I waited a long time at the dock; most passing ships were coming from Jiangzhou, very few were going there. If Your Highness does not believe me, there is nothing I can do.”
Upon hearing this, Ye Yiheng scoffed, “Who knows whether what you say is true or false.”
Leng Yu Yan was both angry and annoyed, “Believe it or not, that’s up to you!”
It’s not like he’s the only man in the world, that she would have to climb into his bed.
The anger made her chest feel even more stifled. Already seasick and feeling tight in her chest, arguing with him only made her more upset.
Her figure swayed, and she quickly steadied herself on the table.
Hearing the commotion, Ye Yiheng frowned, “What’s the matter with you?”
“I take my leave, Your Highness. Think whatever you want to think.”
Without answering his question, Leng Yu Yan staggered out, turning to leave.
She simply didn’t have the energy to argue with him any longer.
Leng Yu Yan returned to her own room.
The discomfort she had suppressed eased somewhat; relaxing her nerves, everything she ate that evening came rushing out with a “wah.”
Then, she collapsed to one side.
Hearing a “bang,” Ye Yiheng immediately got up.
But he couldn’t see at the moment and could only call for someone.
Soon after, Miao Zhu, Mrs. Zhao, and Song Guo, along with Mo Chen, rushed over.
“Miss, Miss!” Miao Zhu hurriedly embraced Leng Yu Yan in her arms.
Mrs. Zhao touched her forehead, “Miss, what’s wrong with you?”
Leng Yu Yan weakly shook her head, “It’s nothing, I feel much better after vomiting.”
“Miss hasn’t eaten much this whole journey, and now she has thrown up everything she ate tonight…” Mrs. Zhao wiped her tears and knelt to clean the floor, “Miss has lost weight these few days, her face has slimmed down a circle. If Lady knew, I don’t know how heartbroken she would be.”
In the room across the way, Ye Yiheng stood behind the door, pinching the fingers of his long hand.
Song Guo came to the door and asked, “Is Your Highness alright?”
“I’m fine,” Ye Yiheng said indifferently, “Bring some calming incense, and have Mrs. Zhao light it for her.”
“Yes, Your Highness,” Song Guo went back.
Mo Chen sighed looking at Leng Yu Yan’s pale face, recalling how back in the Eastern Palace, she had never been like this, and seeing that she had indeed lost weight.
If the Prince’s eyes could see, and he witnessed this himself, one wonders if he would feel heartbroken?
