On Our Wedding Night, I Discovered the Crown Prince's Hidden Illness Chapter 837: He’s Nervous Too

Hearing him ask this, Leng Yu Yan’s body stiffened: "How can Your Highness speak so bluntly about this matter?"

"There’s only you and in the study, no one else can hear. Go on, tell , why should I take supplents?"

Ye Yiheng’s lips curved into a gentle smile, like the wind, like a demon, as his hand tightened around her slender waist.

Leng Yu Yan couldn’t move, her small hands pushed against his shoulders, pressing her lips together lightly, thinking for a mont before softly saying, "I just feel that Your Highness works very hard."

"I’ve worked late into the night before, yet the Crown Princess Consort never suggested I take supplents."

"I..."

It seed the more she explained, the more wrong it beca, so she simply stopped talking.

"Is it really because of having so much work that you want to take supplents?"

His long phoenix eyes looked at her with interest, enjoying the changes in her expression.

She quickly nodded: "Yes, Your Highness, don’t think in that direction."

"Which direction?"

He asked deliberately.

Leng Yu Yan choked, as if her mind was full of a certain thing, she quickly pressed her lips shut, deciding not to say another word.

Ye Yiheng raised his hand to hook her chin, teasingly saying, "If the Crown Princess Consort has any requests, just say it, I’ll surely satisfy them."

After speaking, his deep eyes stared straight into hers.

Leng Yu Yan bit her red lips lightly, after a long while she said, "I’m not asking for more!"

She really just had good intentions; if sothing went wrong with soone rumored to have hidden ailnts, it might affect him psychologically.

And besides, everyone should rest well, it was already late tonight, soone was a light sleeper with little sleep ti, that’s why she cared so much.

But to him, it sounded like she wanted...

This misunderstanding, how should she explain it?

At this mont, Ye Yiheng laughed and asked, "You don’t want more, yet you still want to take supplents?"

This person was relentless on this question, Leng Yu Yan puffed up her cheeks, her lips tightly shut, still not intending to speak.

The man laughed again, his chest lightly vibrating: "Though I’ve never experienced it firsthand, you should have so idea of my strength, so why do you still want to take supplents?"

Listen, he asked again.

Leng Yu Yan was at a loss for words, her small face blushed crimson.

Seeing his teasing appearance, it seed if she didn’t give an explanation tonight, it wouldn’t do.

Both embarrassed and annoyed, she finally directly said, "Research shows that the vast majority of n don’t perform well the first ti. I’m afraid Your Highness might be affected by this and suggested taking supplents. Don’t ask how I know; dical practitioners all know this."

Hearing her finally speak the truth, Ye Yiheng laughed heartily, his chest shaking with laughter.

"Indeed, how I am, I don’t even know myself." Pausing a mont, he added, "But no need for supplents."

Leng Yu Yan sighed a long breath of relief: "I said so, Your Highness won’t be mad, right?"

"Not mad." His eyes were full of laughter, "You should sleep early tonight..."

As he spoke, he released her waist.

"Okay." Leng Yu Yan nodded, the tassels on her hair making a subtle sound as they gently clashed, "Then I’ll return to the bedroom."

Just as she turned, a clear voice from behind sounded: "...in case the Crown Princess Consort can’t sleep tomorrow night."

Leng Yu Yan paused, the red on her cheeks deepening further imdiately.

Ignoring him, continuing like this, she would die of embarrassnt and he wouldn’t be able to work properly.

Thinking of this, she lifted her skirt slightly and hurried out of the study.

Watching her graceful figure, as she walked, the hem of her skirt drew a beautiful arc at the door. Ye Yiheng’s mood improved significantly, and the efficiency of reviewing petitions increased a lot.

Leng Yu Yan returned to the bedroom, briefly washed up, and went to bed.

Perhaps due to his absence beside her, or perhaps thinking about tomorrow night, though she was sleepy, she couldn’t fall asleep.

So she sat up and flipped through a book.

For so reason, every book she picked up flipped open to Chapters where the protagonists consummated their marriage or shared a room, one after another.

Ultimately, she just tossed the book to the head of the bed, deciding to look at nothing.

After two hours passed, Ye Yiheng returned to the room.

Seeing her lying face down asleep, he wanted to turn her over.

As he reached to lift the quilt, several books were revealed.

He picked them up one by one to look and, without exception, the pages open were about a certain topic.

Ye Yiheng’s handso brow furrowed slightly; was she reading out of nervousness?

On second thought, perhaps she was so nervous that she was reading these to ntally prepare herself.

No matter what, she truly had her heart in it.

From thinking of cooking supplents for him tonight to not forgetting to learn before bed, how could there be such a cute person in the world?

Considering her nervousness, it seed he shouldn’t give her too much pressure.

He turned the sleeping woman over, tucked in the quilt, then organized the books, before finally sitting at the edge of the bed, gently stroking her cheek.

He was actually nervous too.

She had ntioned those dreams; in them, he probably wasn’t gentle or tender enough.

Changing the deep impressions in her mind was a difficult task, so he was nervous.

He had no mories of a past life.

But he was probably sure that a past life existed.

The most direct evidence was that in this life, he’d never learned to swim, yet he could, and this was also true regarding his skills.

Perhaps, he simply lacked mories of a past life, but many of his body’s instincts followed the behavioral rules from a past life.

Such as his possessive arrogance towards her, sothing he couldn’t comprehend before.

When they first t, he had quite disliked her, but still wanted to keep her by his side.

Now thinking about it, it all seems to make sense.

Although he wasn’t quite familiar with his past life, from her dream descriptions to his current self, he roughly knew that he must have loved her deeply then.

Just like him, his past life probably wasn’t good at loving soone.

Gazing at her sweet sleeping figure, a smile appeared at the corner of Ye Yiheng’s mouth. It was truly wonderful that they could et in this life!

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The next day.

Leng Yu Yan woke up at the Si hour, looking at the half-empty bed, she rubbed her eyes.

She didn’t know when soone returned last night; this morning, he probably got up very early again.

Could it be as Ye Jiu said, that young n are particularly vigorous?

Anyway, unlike him, she couldn’t sleep just two or three hours. She needed to sleep well to have energy.

Miao Zhu heard the sounds of Leng Yu Yan waking up and brought the palace maid in to serve her.

While helping Leng Yu Yan with her hair, Miao Zhu said, "Commandery Princess, Lady Jiajia has co again."

"So I got up late, she must be anxious, right?"

"Not really, she’s happily helping Chun Xia Qiu Dong dry the lotus root starch."

"She’s such a foodie." Leng Yu Yan laughed, "She’s much like you, both love to eat."

Miao Zhu laughed along, "It’s mainly because during those days in the remote mountains, I had nothing to eat. Lady Jiajia just genuinely loves to eat."

Not long after, Leng Yu Yan finished getting dressed and left the bedroom for breakfast.

Looking at the table full of breakfast, she said, "Call Jiajia over."

Miao Zhu nodded and responded, leaving the bedroom and soon returned with Lai Jiajia.

"Sister!" Lai Jiajia called out happily.

Leng Yu Yan looked at the empty seat beside her: "Sit down and join for so."

"Wow, it’s all delicious food." Lai Jiajia swallowed her saliva and quickly sat down, picking up chopsticks, saying, "Then I won’t be polite."