Capítulo 708: Chapter 708 Extremely Meaningful “Your Highness, I…” Leng Yu Yan’s breathing became rapid, and her hand around his neck gradually tightened. Ye Yiheng stared intently at her, placing his burning palm on her shoulder, and asked again, “Yanyan, are you really ready to give yourself to me?” Leng Yu Yan swallowed nervously, gazing at the person in front of her, into his deep eyes. His gaze was piercing, as if it could easily break through the psychological defenses she had hardly built up, reaching straight to her heart. “Your Highness, can you turn off the light? Staring , I feel nervous.” The burning heat on her shoulder instantly spread to her limbs and to every bone, making her nervousness intensify with panic. Ye Yiheng lifted her chin and murmured, “You haven’t answered my two questions.” Leng Yu Yan pursed her lips tightly, her eyes lowered and her lashes trembling. It took her a long time to say, “I was the one who initiated consummating our marriage, even if it hurts, I must grit my teeth and endure it, right?” Upon hearing this, Ye Yiheng knew she wasn’t really willing. Wanting her to speak her true feelings, he then slipped his finger under her clothes, and the ties of her heart clothes were undone. The man’s breath was overwhelmingly close, his warm fingertips gently sliding across her skin. Leng Yu Yan’s heart raced, and she felt completely unstable, as if she were drowning, her mind in utter disarray. She grabbed his hand: “Your Highness, I’m still afraid…” As she spoke, her delicate body trembled incessantly. Ye Yiheng’s Adam’s apple moved, and he got off of her, smiling gently, “Don’t be impulsive, you were just irritated by Ji, so you thought of consummating our marriage. I won’t force you.” Leng Yu Yan’s heart skipped a beat, straightened her clothes, and then said, “Your Highness, but today, it was I who proposed to consummate our marriage. I’ve been encouraging myself for a long time. It’s my fault for still being unable to help feeling scared at this moment, I’m sorry!” Ye Yiheng’s voice was indulgent: “When you calm down, you’ll realize you were acting on impulse.” “And at the manor earlier, you also agreed to consummate our marriage tonight,” Leng Yu Yan bit her lip. She felt guilty for causing the failure of consummating their marriage, biting her lip hard. Seeing this, Ye Yiheng felt very pained. He pinched her chin, making her release her lip, and soothingly persuaded, “I’m willing to wait until you are truly willing.” He paused a moment, then added, “In the horse carriage, I intentionally repeated what you said to make Ji Qingyu hear it.” Leng Yu Yan excitedly hugged him: “Your Highness, we are husband and wife, I know I should be willing to do that kind of thing.” His persuasion made her realize she truly had been impulsive. “Of course, the fear is real, I can’t control my fear,” she said, hugging him tightly, then added, “The nightmares of the past few months have had too great an impact.” Ye Yiheng candidly said, “I do want you, but I want you to give yourself to me willingly, do you understand?” He wanted her, when she was truly willing, because she genuinely liked him, loved him, and not because others influenced her thoughts. Only then, when she wholeheartedly gave herself to him, would it be right! Leng Yu Yan nodded vigorously: “I understand.” She sniffled and asked, “Your Highness, I’m not a competent wife, am I?” He had even refused to play against Baili Wenyi, going to the manor early to find her, which showed how important she was to him. Regarding consummating their marriage, it indeed was a hurdle for her. His comforting made her feel warmth in her heart, and her fondness for him grew a little more. Hearing her voice quivering with a sob, Ye Yiheng quickly pinched her shoulder, pulling her slightly away to closely observe her expression. He saw her beautiful eyes become misty, the mist gathering more and more, soon forming teardrops. “You’ve done so much for me, how could you be incompetent?” Ye Yiheng gently stroked her cheek, “You needn’t feel guilty about this evening.” It must be his lack of effort, his failure to properly arouse her. The key was, their relationship was their own business, what did Ji Qingyu count for, to influence Yanyan’s emotions? Even if they consummated their marriage, they didn’t need others to prod or facilitate it. As her Crown Prince Consort, even if she needed cajoling or deceiving, he was determined to do it himself. ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵※𝖿𝗂𝗋𝖾※𝙣𝙚𝙩 Leng Yu Yan pressed her lips to his, giving him a peck, “Thanks, Your Highness, for your persuasion and patience!” Suddenly, he lifted his palm to cradle the back of her head and deepened the kiss. The kiss was unsatisfying, and realizing that the lady was out of breath, Ye Yiheng finally released her. He whispered by her ear, “Since we’re not consummating the marriage tonight, let’s do something very meaningful instead.” The man’s breath was cool yet carried the heat from a moment ago, making Leng Yu Yan’s heart skip a beat. She stuttered, “Wha-what… is the meaningful thing?” “Tonight, I must see that mole of mine that has missed Yanyan for six years.” Ye Yiheng’s lips slightly curved, revealing a shallow smile as if discussing a mundane matter. Leng Yu Yan immediately blushed, “Didn’t we agree not to consummate the marriage tonight? Why do you still want to see it?” Ye Yiheng continued, “I told you before, I’m not a good man.” He had his own principles of conduct. He was willing to wait for her, but as for other things, naturally, he would do whatever was effective in flirting. While speaking, he removed his pajama pants. Leng Yu Yan hurriedly closed her eyes. Ye Yiheng grabbed her hand, leading her fingertips to a scar she had treated six years ago. The scar was truly hideous, feeling rough to the touch. Distressed, she opened her eyes and realized that he had already taken off his short underwear. She hastily covered her eyes with one hand. Nevertheless, he nonchalantly asked her, “Did you see the mole?” She nodded hurriedly, afraid he would ask her to look again—and quickly hid under the thin blanket, covering her body and head, leaving only her long, straight legs exposed. Ye Yiheng patted her hip through the blanket, “You haven’t answered me yet.” “I want to hear you say it.” “I saw it,” her voice grew softer. “Then tell me, how is this mole different from the one you saw six years ago?” “It’s gotten bigger,” she honestly replied. “Hahaha…” Ye Yiheng burst into laughter. The next instant, he also sneaked under the thin blanket, lying beside her in bed, his voice teasing, “Is it fun hiding ? Are you flashing back to what you just saw?” Leng Yu Yan, teased and annoyed by him, clenched her fist and playfully punched his shoulder. The man hugged her body, showering her with kisses again. Being under the blanket, though it was a thin one suitable for summer, their hidden kisses made them both sweat considerably. Eager for fresh air, Leng Yu Yan struggled to pull at the corner of the blanket. Ye Yiheng lifted the blanket, revealing both their heads outside, then hugged her shoulder and gently patted, “It’s late, we should go to sleep.” Leng Yu Yan rested her hand on his shoulder, adjusting her sleeping position on his shoulder, and said softly, “Okay, Your Highness, you sleep too.” With that, she draped her leg over him. As her leg settled, did it feel like it touched something?