On Our Wedding Night, I Discovered the Crown Prince's Hidden Illness Chapter 285: 285: Training Encounters Obstacles

Chapter 285: Chapter 285: Training Encounters Obstacles

Ye Yiheng paused in his movents.

This woman was truly afraid of him.

Did she dislike his closeness to her?

Irritation arose in his heart, along with an uncontrollable sense of defeat.

He quickly stepped two paces away from her, his expression flickering, and then with a smile that was not quite a smile, he said, “Commandery Princess, you’d rather be punished than tell the truth?”

“There really is no truth to tell, Your Highness. Even if Your Highness were to devour , my words would remain as they were just now.”

Leng Yu Yan raised her gaze and t his, mustering the courage to keep calm.

Ye Yiheng smiled, his chest slightly heaving with the motion.

At this mont, he no longer bore the sinister and devouring look but showed a trace of a young boy, causing Leng Yu Yan to falter for a mont.

His cool breath still lingered by her ear. Now, alone together in the room, if anything more were to happen, she genuinely didn’t know how to handle it, so she offered a pleasing smile, “Your Highness, I indeed need to go to the Ministry of War tomorrow for training. If I can’t wake up early, it would create a bad impression, so…”

Ye Yiheng knew she was giving him a hint to leave.

His handso brows furrowed almost imperceptibly, and just as he was about to speak, she sneezed.

His gaze shifted to her body, her nightclothes clinging to her figure, accentuating her graceful curves, her legs long and straight, his eyes montarily darkening.

“You should go to bed early” he paused, then glanced at her again, “Stay warm!”

With those words, he leaped out of the window.

Leng Yu Yan looked down and realized what he ant.

The nightwear she had on was a sumr style, thin and sowhat translucent.

Her face turned red suddenly…

It was her own fault for being too flustered earlier, picking the wrong nightwear from the wardrobe.

She had clearly sent him to the Eastern Palace Carriage, but this crazy man, puzzled in his heart, actually returned, truly troubleso!

Luckily, she’d finally managed to send the crazy man away, and she could now sleep in peace.

However, as she pulled back the brocade quilt, she found the bodices she had stuffed in it all tangled up, not knowing which had been touched by him…

Her cheeks instantly flushed through.

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The next day.

Leng Yu Yan woke up very early.

She put on a newly made bodice, feeling uneasy not knowing which one had been touched by soone.

Miao Zhu entered with a smile, leading a group of maids to attend to Leng Yu Yan’s washing.

“Commandery Princess, is the new bodice comfortable?”

Leng Yu Yan nodded, “It’s fine.”

She pointed to the dark blue n’s outfit hidden in the wardrobe, “I’ll wear this set today, it’s more stable.”

“Okay,” Miao Zhu glanced at Leng Yu Yan’s figure then turned to the wardrobe.

After dressing and having breakfast, Leng Yu Yan took the recomndation letter from the Sacrificial Officer and rode to the Ministry of War.

At this mont, Vermilion Bird Street was bustling with activity.

Horse carriages incessantly passed by, and pedestrians and rchants constantly moved to and fro.

Following Vermilion Bird Street to the end lay the governnt office of the Six Ministries.

Just as she reached the gate, she was stopped by a constable.

The constable sized her up for a long ti, perhaps trying to determine whether she was male or female. After a long while, he said, “Do you know that this is the Six Ministries’ governnt office? Ordinary people are not allowed inside!”

Leng Yu Yan took out her recomndation letter, “I am a student at the Imperial College, and today I specifically bring a letter from the Sacrificial Officer to report to the Ministry of War.”

The constable did not take the letter, but looked closely at Leng Yu Yan’s face and muttered, “Since when does a student of the Imperial College have such delicate and tender skin?”

Another constable ca over, “Hey, Zhang Sanlang, what are you looking at?”

The one called Zhang Sanlang turned to the newcor and said, “The last ti soone from the Zheng Family ca to gain experience at the Ministry of War, it was clear he was exceptionally talented from the Imperial College. Wang Wu, take a look at who ca today.”

Wang Wu furrowed his brows as he stared at Leng Yu Yan, “This young master is neither tall nor old. How did he possibly get into the Imperial College? Could he be an impostor?”

“Exactly. You know, so students are in their twenties and still can’t graduate from the Imperial College. There are even those in their forties or fifties,” Zhang Sanlang pointed at Leng Yu Yan’s face, “Look how tender you appear; you probably haven’t even grown a full set of hair yet!”

Wang Wu said, “Ha. A wet-behind-the-ears brat. Co from where, go back there!”

Imdiately, the two constables burst into wild laughter.

For them to speak this way about her, Leng Yu Yan’s face darkened, “Insolent!”

Zhang Sanlang laughed again, “With quite so spirit! I advise you to go ho to your mother. The Six Ministries’ governnt office is not a place for a child to play!”

Leng Yu Yan pinched her slender fingers. Her stature was considered tall among won, but posing as a man made her seem much younger.

These two constables dared insult her this way. Unable to contain her anger, she spoke loudly, “I ask the Chief of Staff from the Ministry of War to co out!”

“Oh wow, such a bold tone!” Wang Wu took a step closer to Leng Yu Yan. He sniffed the air and reached out his hand, “You sll so good!”

This little brat’s body emitted such a pleasant fragrance that it was irresistible to sll him longer.

What would it feel like to touch him?

How would it compare to a woman?

Leng Yu Yan shifted her stance, her hands behind her back, and she kicked Wang Wu right in the nose.

Wang Wu staggered backward from Leng Yu Yan’s kick. Suddenly feeling warmth in his nose, he touched it and realized blood was gushing out.

“You little brat, how dare you damage my nose! If I don’t teach you who’s the boss today, then my na isn’t Wang!”

Zhang Sanlang, unexpectedly seeing this ambiguous young man fight back, walked over to Wang Wu, pulling him back while whispering, “The character for Wang is still ‘Wang’ even if written upside-down.”

Wang Wu shoved his hand away, “If you don’t speak, no one will think you’re mute!”

At this mont, the Chief of Staff of the Ministry of War, Wei Chi, who had been out buying breakfast, returned to witness two constables quarreling with a young man.

The young man had his back to him, and from his angle, although not tall, the young man’s back was impressively straight, exuding a commanding presence.

In contrast, the two constables seed quite disheveled, disgracing the governnt office.

He barked angrily, “Early in the morning, what kind of decorum is this making noise at the governnt office gate?”

With a long face, Wang Wu ran over to Wei Chi, “Minister Wei, you must stand up for your subordinate! Look, he’s kicked my nose in!”

“Causing trouble at the governnt office gate, add another level to the cri,” Wei Chi hid his breakfast behind his back, “Young man, please turn around. If you indeed caused trouble, you must be punished!”

Wei Chi was the father of Wei Ruili. All the battlefield docunts passed through his hands. Leng Yu Yan intuitively felt that he had been involved in the docunts regarding her and her brother, Leng Yi, back in the day.

Slowly turning around, Leng Yu Yan offered a gentle smile, “Uncle Wei, it’s been a long ti. How have you been?”

Watching the sowhat familiar face before him, Wei Chi couldn’t imdiately recall where he had seen her.

Leng Yu Yan twirled her wrist, “Minister Wei holds a second-rank official position, and I, a Commandery Princess with a second-rank aristocratic title, find it so difficult to see the Minister Wei!”

Finally realizing it, Wei Chi recognized the young man dressed up as Leng Yu Yan. In her childhood, she had been betrothed to his son Wei Ruili, and he had been close friends with Leng Zong Fa. Later, Leng Yu Yan was recognized by Prince Zhenbei and taken back; he had also seen her at the palace banquet.

However, he had never seen her dressed as a man.

Hearing her words now, Wei Chi felt sowhat unable to save face.

She, as a child, had called him Uncle Wei and had needed to offer him the proper salutations upon eting him. Now, was it to be the other way around?