On Our Wedding Night, I Discovered the Crown Prince's Hidden Illness Chapter 576: 576: Don't Be Nervous

Chapter 576: Chapter 576: Don’t Be Nervous

He glanced downwards, and she instantly understood.

“I’m full.”

She stood up, turned her head to look around, but Miao Zhu was nowhere to be seen.

“Where is Miao Zhu?”

Song Guo stepped forward, “Commandery Princess, Miao Zhu will be here shortly.”

No sooner had her words fallen than Miao Zhu’s voice ca through, “Commandery Princess, the maid has brought your clothes for changing.”

And imdiately, she was in the dining room.

“When did I ask for…”

Before Leng Yu Yan could finish her sentence, Ye Yiheng grabbed the bundle from Miao Zhu’s hand and commanded coldly, “Everyone out.”

Miao Zhu didn’t have ti to say anything else before she was pulled away by Song Guo.

Leng Yu Yan was both angry and annoyed as she stood opposite Ye Yiheng, looked up at him, and accused, “Your Highness surely has so sches up your sleeve!”

“You have read the testimonies three tis already, and you roughly understand the sequence of events,” Ye Yiheng said, placing the bundle on the chair with an indifferent voice. “Should you not be looking at your future husband’s condition now, maybe give it another treatnt?”

“I don’t want to look,” Leng Yu Yan mumbled unclearly. “It’s ugly, what’s there to see?”

Though she spoke vaguely, he still heard her clearly.

“When have you seen it?”

Ye Yiheng raised his hand to pinch the bridge of his nose, suddenly suffering a severe headache.

He hadn’t been seen by any woman; who else could she have seen?

Which son of a turtle dared to pollute her eyes?

If he found out, he would disable that son of a turtle for sure!

“I…”

She choked up suddenly. Do dreams count as having seen?

“Hm?” He took a few steps towards her, closing in, “Tell the truth!”

His voice was cold and stern, bearing an air of unquestionable authority, even carrying a hint of dark chill.

Leng Yu Yan kept retreating, swallowing hard, she stamred, “I… I studied dicine; in modern tis, I learned from books.”

“There are such things in dical books?” Ye Yiheng clearly didn’t believe it; he slowly approached her, “What do they look like in books?”

“Of course there are,” Leng Yu Yan looked down, backing away step by step. “There are always abstract illustrations.”

Ye Yiheng ordered himself not to be jealous over such things, but still couldn’t help asking, “Are the illustrations detailed?”

“Very detailed, with arteries, veins, and the flow of blood all clearly depicted.”

Hearing this, Ye Yiheng’s lips twitched, “Ah?”

Leng Yu Yan quickly added, “Anatomical charts, cross-sectional diagrams.”

He didn’t understand any anatomical charts or cross-sectional diagrams; all he knew was that if she had looked at another man’s, he would be very unhappy.

Seeing his displeasure, Leng Yu Yan hurriedly gesticulated, explaining with passion, “It’s diagrams where you can see human bones, muscles, and everything, where the patterns of tendons and veins are crystal clear, do you understand, Your Highness?”

Seeing his cold deanor, and the pressure around him dropping, Leng Yu Yan added quickly, “The kind without skin, do you get it now, Your Highness?”

“Bloody?” he asked again.

Leng Yu Yan felt a headache coming on, her temples throbbing, “No, not bloody, everything is for the sake of dicine.”

Hearing this, Ye Yiheng finally relaxed a bit.

However, Leng Yu Yan had been cornered against the wall by him.

The two looked at each other, eyes locked, the atmosphere between them growing peculiar.

He braced his hand against the wall, his voice lowered, “You must not look again in the future.”

“I didn’t plan on looking; besides, modern books are naturally in modern tis.”

She had only spoken half the sentence, but he understood, his handso face blushingly turned red, his voice even more hoarse and barely audible, “Mine are okay to look at.”

“Better not,” Leng Yu Yan pushed him with her hand, “I think our current relationship is quite good.”

“Didn’t we agree during the day?”

Ye Yiheng smoothly caught her wrist, pulling her toward the bedroom.

Leng Yu Yan tried to pry his hand away with her other hand, but to no avail; his fingers were like iron pincers, firmly imprisoning her wrist, leaving not the slightest gap for escape.

Consequently, she feigned a yawn, “I’m sleepy, I’ll check on Your Highness so other day, and continue the treatnt then.”

“There’s no day like today, and besides, our grand wedding is less than a month away, the sooner the treatnt, the better.”

Saying so, Ye Yiheng easily dragged her into the bedroom.

Leng Yu Yan panicked, her earlobes turning so red they seed about to bleed, her mind searched for ten thousand excuses, yet she couldn’t voice a single one.

Then she heard him say, “You are the Linqing Pavilion Master, the Divine Doctor. Even if you haven’t seen this kind of illness before, I believe you can do it!”

“I can’t,” Leng Yu Yan almost wanted to cry.

Seeing her like this, Ye Yiheng montarily suppressed the teasing in his heart, released her wrist, and calmly said, “I’ll go to take a bath first, stay here.”

A few steps towards the bath, he glanced back slightly, “There are guards outside, you can’t escape.”

Leng Yu Yan stood there dumbfounded.

Was he so certain she could heal him?

If she really healed him, would she end up like in her dreams, tossed and turned by him?

No, it would be wiser not to heal him.

Once inside the bath, Ye Yiheng let out the laughter he had been holding back, silent yet with his chest shaking vigorously.

So amusing!

In less than a quarter of an hour, Ye Yiheng ca out wearing his bedroom robe.

Seeing the bundle next to her, he knew she had already tried to escape the bedroom.

Leng Yu Yan put on a smile, “I’ll go take a bath first.”

As she spoke, she clutched the bundle and dashed into the bath.

Just now, she had checked the dining room and other places, and indeed found several people standing guard outside, so she had no choice but to take her bundle and return to this person’s bedroom.

Now in the bath, Leng Yu Yan bolted the door and kept thinking.

Wasn’t it just a matter of looking? If she looked, nothing would be lost.

Later, she could just say she was powerless, unable to cure him, and he couldn’t bla her, right?

Having made up her mind, Leng Yu Yan began to bathe.

By the ti she ca out from the bath, he was already leaning against the bed.

Ye Yiheng patted the bed, then waved her over, “Co here.”

Leng Yu Yan’s face no longer showed the embarrassnt and tension from before, her steps much lighter.

Seeing this, Ye Yiheng’s eyes narrowed slightly, “Are you prepared to treat now?”

“Yes, please lie down, Your Highness.”

Leng Yu Yan maintained a proper smile, which made Ye Yiheng feel a bit shivery inside.

Regardless, he obediently lay down.

She walked over slowly, removed her shoes, and climbed onto the bed, then reached for the tie at his waist. Her fair, slender fingers teasingly held the tie of his robe as she said with a smile, “Your Highness, try not to be nervous.”

For so reason, when she said not to be nervous, Ye Yiheng beca nervous.

Just now, when he saw her nervous and shy, he was amused and playful, but now why did it seem the tables had turned?

No, that couldn’t be right; she must be pretending, using his own tactics against him.

Thinking so, Ye Yiheng lifted his brow slightly, “I’m not nervous, I hope you aren’t either, Yanyan!”

Leng Yu Yan gave a soft laugh, her finger hooked, and the tie of the robe imdiately ca undone.

In view was his strong waist; the skin was pale, highlighting the red pinch marks quite vividly.

She was the one who had pinched him!

A pang of sympathy arose in her heart, and her fingers involuntarily touched the marks.

“They’re all red from my pinching, does it hurt?”

The fingertips of the woman were extrely soft, their warmth seed to carry an enticing scent.

Ye Yiheng stiffened, his back tense in an instant, and all his blood seed to rush to one place…