Chapter 573: Chapter 573: Confrontation to the Face Ye Yiheng released her chin and slowly moved her hand toward his own body. At this moment, Leng Yu Yan felt she was going to lose her mind. When he really was about to let her see, she chickened out. Her heart within her chest had never throbbed so violently, beating so fast that even her eardrums trembled, as if her ribs were about to break at any moment. Ye Yiheng tightly grasped her hand and moved it to the waistband of his trousers. As soon as her hand touched the buckle of his belt, Leng Yu Yan’s hand began to tremble uncontrollably. “Do you want to undo it, or shall I?” His face was pridefully cold, and the voice he spoke with was utterly unfluctuating. “I’m not undoing it.” Leng Yu Yan tried to pull her hand back but couldn’t break free. “How about we undo it together?” His eyes, slightly upturned, sparkled with teasing, while his defined hand slowly began to unfasten his waistband holding her hand. Leng Yu Yan suddenly stood up, her body rigid on one side, “I think I’d rather not look after all.” “How will you treat it if you don’t look?” His voice was rich and velvety, and though his hand ceased movement, he still didn’t let her go. Her words seemed to get stuck in her throat, as it was her who had seriously dragged him into the room, not only asking why he was impotent but also wanting to… Her cheeks quickly flushed a bright red, and Leng Yu Yan was the picture of embarrassment as she stammered, “It was presumptuous of me, I’ve never examined this kind of issue for anyone before, I may not be able to help Your Highness.” Ye Yiheng’s eyes and eyebrows were touched with mirth, his voice still cool, “You are the Linqing Pavilion Master, the Divine Doctor. How can you draw a conclusion without having looked? What if there is still hope for me in this regard, Yanyan, don’t you think so?” As he spoke, his tone suddenly turned sad, “It’s just that I know my own body well; it’s indeed an unspeakable woe that I am impotent.” Hearing this, Leng Yu Yan raised her eyes, her long and curled lashes fluttering, “Yes, indeed, this issue does require direct observation to make an initial judgment. Your Highness, you should not belittle yourself, for impotence can be of various kinds, congenital or acquired, curable or incurable. It’s just, I’ve never seen this type of condition before…” Ye Yiheng spoke softly, “It doesn’t matter if you haven’t seen it before, how about now?” As soon as he finished speaking, he grabbed her hand and fully undid the belt buckle. Leng Yu Yan’s body stiffened, all the words she wanted to say got stuck in her throat. She was the one who said she wanted to look, and now, she was the one backing out. The overwhelming contradiction and emotional impact left her unsure of what she really wanted to do. At that moment, there came a knocking at the door. Followed by Miao Zhu’s voice, “Crown Prince, Commandery Princess, someone from the Palace has come, saying the Emperor has summoned both of you to the Palace immediately.” “Alright, I understand,” Ye Yiheng replied loudly to the person outside. Taking advantage of the moment his grip loosened, Leng Yu Yan broke free from his restraint, closed her eyes, exhaled deeply and breathed a long sigh of relief. Ye Yiheng redid his belt buckle and suddenly leaned down to whisper in her ear, “Then we can look at it tonight.” Leng Yu Yan bit the inside of her lip, her lips pressed tightly together. His crisp breath brushed past her hair, and his words made the tips of her ears burn and her heart race uncontrollably. It’s all her own weakness! If she considered him just an ordinary patient, would she react ? But what kind of patient is as bewitchingly attractive as him? She had admitted before that he looked like a banished immortal, and now she had to confess that his face seemed to be exactly her aesthetic weakness. Not just that, they had been so intimate, how could she possibly treat him as just an ordinary patient? Moreover, common patients don’t need to focus on any particular area. Fortunately, I was in a hurry to enter the palace, which allowed me to temporarily set aside my embarrassment. The matters of tonight would be discussed tonight. Thus, the two of them hurried out of Prince Zhenbei Mansion and boarded the horse carriage toward the Imperial Palace. In the carriage, Leng Yu Yan’s gaze was lowered throughout the journey. Ye Yiheng knew this girl was as pure as a blank sheet of paper and did not tease her any further; he just quietly watched her. It was merely a kiss, and it was always he who took the initiative. But today, in the bamboo forest, she seemed to have made some progress. Even though she was a Divine Doctor, her willingness to ask him about his ailment’s nature, and even thinking of offering treatment, showed she had mustered quite some courage. Could he assume that she was gradually making a place for him in her heart? Thinking this, Ye Yiheng’s lips curved into a smile, warmth flooded his heart, spreading to his limbs and making his heart beat even more vigorously. Was this girl sent to his side by the heavens? More than one hour later, Ye Yiheng and Leng Yu Yan arrived at the Imperial Palace and met the Emperor in the Imperial Study. “The wedding date was set this morning, Ah Heng, Beilan, you will soon be husband and wife, and there are things I must remind you of.” The Emperor seemed displeased by their less than swift arrival, his face devoid of any smile. Ye Yiheng: “Please enlighten me, Father Emperor!” Leng Yu Yan: “Please enlighten me, Your Majesty!” “The reputation of Beilan’s mother has been discussed many times before, and the fact that it wasn’t mentioned this morning was not because I had forgotten, but rather to save face for the Crown Prince and Prince Zhenbei Mansion.” The Emperor’s voice was cold, carrying a formidable pressure. Leng Yu Yan bowed her head: “Your Majesty, the evidence is conclusive that my mother was harmed by Mrs. Feng; can her reputation still not be restored?” The Emperor seemed resigned as he said, “Beilan, it is undeniable that Mrs. Feng poisoned your mother, but Mrs. Feng refuses to admit that she plotted against Prince Zhenbei and Mrs. Zhang.” Straightaway, he said sternly, “Lai Ran and Mrs. Zhang gave birth to you, and though you are Commandery Princess Beilan, your origins are ultimately not presentable.” “The reason I value Prince Zhenbei Mansion and regard you, the new top scorer, is precisely why I only summoned the Crown Prince and you here.” “My request is simple, that is to restore Mrs. Zhang’s reputation as soon as possible. As long as it is proven that Lai Ran and Mrs. Zhang were indeed both framed before you were born, this resolves the issue of Mrs. Zhang’s reputation entirely.” “I only have one legitimate son, Ah Heng, and the Crown Princess Consort I choose for him naturally must be impeccable in every aspect. Beilan, you understand my painstaking care, don’t you?” Leng Yu Yan answered calmly, “What Your Majesty has said is very true.” The Emperor repeatedly claimed to be giving face to Prince Zhenbei Mansion, to the Crown Prince, to her, but he bluntly stated that her origins were not presentable. Even if she could prove that her father and mother had indeed been framed, would the Emperor then say, because her mother knew she was carrying another man’s child, how could she still give birth to her? Her mother was no longer here, and these questions seemed to have no answer. At this moment, Ye Yiheng bowed and spoke, “Father Emperor, wouldn’t it be better if some things were left unsaid?” The Emperor frowned deeply, “Hmm? What do you mean, Crown Prince?” “Father Emperor is marrying off his son in order to let the people know how dearly Father Emperor loves his Crown Prince.” “The world will say that the Emperor had no choice but to abolish the Crown Prince, but out of compassion, he married a well-praised wife to the Abolished Crown Prince.” Ye Yiheng sneered, “No matter what the reputation of the Commandery Princess’s mother is, Father Emperor would abolish the Crown Prince regardless; so why bother with such a pretense?” By mentioning Yanyan’s origins, it was an attack on his own status, for his origins were also inglorious. The Emperor did not expect the Crown Prince to confront him so boldly, and slapped the table, “Crown Prince, you have quite the nerve!”