Capítulo 707: Chapter 707 Can You Endure It? After another quarter of an hour, Ye Yiheng finally left the hall and called a halt to the carriage crossing the entrance of the estate. Ji Qingyu, who had been running breathlessly, instantly collapsed to the ground as soon as the horse carriage stopped. Ye Yiheng slowly walked over and stepped on his chest, “If you can’t do it, don’t push yourself so hard. Look, you’ve collapsed from exhaustion.” Ji Qingyu gasped for air and said intermittently, “You’re the one… who can’t do it, damn it.” Leng Yu Yan took a few steps forward and approached Ye Yiheng, “Ji Qingyu, I’m the most aware of whether His Highness is capable or not.” Ji Qingyu, “Ah Yan, if he is capable, why are you still…” Leng Yu Yan raised her hand to cut him off, indignantly saying, “I knew from our wedding night that His Highness is very capable! How many rumors have those taverns and teahouses spread about His Highness? His Highness does not take them to heart because he is kind, but I will not allow you to continue slandering His Highness!” Ji Qingyu turned his bewildered gaze toward Ye Yiheng. Ye Yiheng lifted his eyebrows proudly, seeing Leng Yu Yan’s face turn red immediately after she spoke of their wedding night, which stirred something in his heart. Given his understanding of her, such embarrassing words would have been difficult for her to utter. Yet, she had said them now to defend him, which moved him deeply. The onlookers nearby all hung their heads and averted their gaze, pretending they had heard nothing. At this moment, Ms. He came out, “Your Highnesses, dinner is ready!” The group headed toward the hall while Ji Qingyu, still bound, was pushed along awkwardly. Inside, everyone sat around a round table, while Ji Qingyu was dumped in the corridor. Halfway through the meal, Lai Jiajia carried a bowl of food to the corridor and squatted down to ask him, “Hey, do you want to eat?” Ji Qingyu sneered, “Handouts? This prince does not eat them!” Lai Jiajia stood up and kicked his leg hard with her toe, “Want to eat but can’t have it, hmmph!” After lunch at the estate, Ye Yiheng took Leng Yu Yan back to the Eastern Palace, while another Eastern Palace carriage took Ji Qingyu to the Marquis Jiangyang Mansion. Upon returning to the Marquis Jiangyang Mansion, Ji Qingyu collapsed to the ground. The servants, upon seeing this, hurriedly lifted him and were about to inquire the coachman who returned their Commandery Prince, but all they saw was the horse carriage speeding away. The servants had no choice but to carry Ji Qingyu back to his room. Hearing her son returned, Ye Yuan quickly went to Ji Qingyu’s side. “Where have you been?” she asked exasperatedly, slapping him, only to realize her son’s body was unusually cold. When she touched his forehead, it was covered in sweat. “Qingyu, what happened?” Ji Qingyu gestured for water, “Water, quickly give me some water to drink.” Ye Yuan brought the water to Ji Qingyu’s lips, “Drink slowly. Tell me, what happened?” Her son’s disheveled appearance tugged at her heartstrings. Ji Qingyu took a drink of water and, after a long sigh, shook his head, “Nothing much, just had too much to drink and fell into a river.” Ye Yuan asked again, “Who brought you back?” Ji Qingyu was silent. Follow current ɴᴏᴠᴇʟs on 𝔫𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔩~𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖~𝙣𝙚𝙩 Ye Yuan turned to the servants. A servant said, “Replying to the Eldest Princess, the Eastern Palace carriage brought the Commandery Prince back.” Ye Yuan felt relieved, “It must be Ah Yan.” Ji Qingyu, however, became furious, “Don’t mention that woman!” His words took Ye Yuan aback, “Did falling into the river damage your brain?” “Yes, my brain must have been damaged to have liked her,” Ji Qingyu spat angrily, “From now on, no one in the Marquis Mansion is allowed to mention her again! Not father, not mother, no one!” Ye Yuan’s brows furrowed, “Okay, okay, fine, we won’t mention her.” If they didn’t mention her, perhaps his unrequited love would heal. Leng Yu Yan had taken her floral petal bath in the tub early, preparing her mind over and over again. It was she who had proposed to consummate their marriage; besides, this day was bound to come sooner or later. Leng Yu Yan played with the lotus petals floating on the water, her mind in disarray and her heart pounding incessantly. Since dinner, she had been telling herself that such matters were nothing to fuss over, that they could be endured with a grit of the teeth. However, the more she tried to reassure herself, the more uncontrollably she trembled. Ye Yiheng was in the study, finishing up papers he hadn’t dealt with during the day and ordering someone to send them to the Imperial Palace Study Room, before finally having a moment to ask Song Guo, “What is the Crown Princess Consort doing at this moment?” Song Guo replied, “According to Chun Liu, the Crown Princess Consort took a bath in the bathing room not long after finishing her dinner.” Upon hearing this, Ye Yiheng’s lips slightly curled up. Was she doing this for him? With this thought, he strode toward the bedroom. By the time Ye Yiheng entered the bedroom of the marital chamber, he found that Leng Yu Yan was still in the bathing room. He knocked on the door of the bathing room, “Yanyan, may I come in?” Leng Yu Yan, who had just put on her nightgown, heard the call and turned to say, “Come in, I have finished bathing.” With a creak, the door opened. What caught Ye Yiheng’s eye was her, unadorned by makeup yet stunningly exquisite, clad in a form-fitting nightgown that showcased her perfectly proportioned figure. “Since the Crown Princess Consort has finished bathing, I shall make haste,” he said, and his long legs stepped into the bathing room. Leng Yu Yan cast her gaze downward, not daring to look at him. Only when he approached did she say in a voice as faint as a mosquito, “I will wait for Your Highness on the bed.” Ye Yiheng’s lips revealed a tender smile, “Alright.” In the moment he turned around, Leng Yu Yan took a deep breath. Someone is surprisingly fast at bathing, what should I do? She was becoming more and more nervous! Ye Yiheng simply thought she was shy and didn’t overthink it, quickly removing his robe and stepping into the bath. Leng Yu Yan sat rigidly on the edge of the bed, blankly staring at the room’s decor, her mind a fog. She closed her eyes, then stretched out directly on the bed, deciding it was best not to think at all. Before long, Ye Yiheng had left the bathing room and come into the bedroom. Hearing his footsteps, Leng Yu Yan sat up to see him: his upper body was bare, and as her gaze drifted downwards, she saw he wore only a pair of sleeping pants. Ye Yiheng’s gaze was scorching as he stared at her, walking toward her. His pale skin, under the candlelight, took on a warm tint, adding allure to his already flawless physique. Yet, the sight that would have once made Leng Yu Yan blush was now making her tense and uncontrollably fearful. In a moment, Ye Yiheng sat down at the edge of the bed, noticing her blushing face, he reached out to hook her chin, “Shy?” Leng Yu Yan nodded honestly, “I would be lying if I said I wasn’t shy.” Ye Yiheng leaned in and pecked her lips, “You needn’t be shy.” Leng Yu Yan pursed her lips in agreement then moved over to give up her spot at the head of the bed, shifting inward. Unexpectedly, he didn’t sit beside her. In the blink of an eye, he was leaning over her. The next instant, his hand supported her lower back and shifted her downwards, and where she had been sitting upright, she now lay flat on the bed. The sudden movement startled Leng Yu Yan, and by the time she collected herself, she fully grasped that the day had truly come. Ye Yiheng caressed her cheek, then propping himself up on the bed, he gently touched her blushing earlobe and kissed it softly. A tingling sensation spread from her ear, and Leng Yu Yan’s hands instinctively pressed against his chest, wanting to push him away, but remembering that it was her own wish to consummate the marriage, she wrapped her hands around his neck instead. This gesture delighted Ye Yiheng. He kissed her tender lips deeply and tenderly. After a while, he straightened up slightly to look at her, her face flushed and her body trembling slightly, then in a husky voice, he asked, “I’ve heard it can be quite painful, can you endure it?”