Capítulo 710: Chapter 710 Whispering Sweet Nothings Leng Yu Yan’s heartbeat mysteriously accelerated. At this moment, what difference did it make whether she believed or not? She couldn’t punish him anyway. Besides, for such things, without witnesses or physical evidence, one could only go by what he said. She remained silent for a moment before saying, “Fine, you saw then you saw.” It’s not like she’s missing a piece of flesh. Ye Yiheng was taken aback upon hearing her words, “What did you say?” He had clearly heard her. Leng Yu Yan’s brows furrowed slightly. “If Your Highness didn’t hear, then never mind.” “May I take a closer look tonight?” The man smiled faintly, joy flickering in his eyes. Last night, he had been unavoidably nervous, even feeling somewhat guilty like a thief, and he had only glanced briefly, not daring to look more. Especially seeing the spot he had bitten red, he had forgotten the scene he had glimpsed and only felt a surge of tenderness, focusing on applying the medicine for her. Now, recalling the moment, his handsome face rarely flushed with redness. Seeing his expression, Leng Yu Yan blushed and became indignant in an instant. “You really saw it, didn’t you?” “I didn’t mean to, it was you who moved your leg,” he admitted openly, “Moreover, I only took one glance.” Hearing this, Leng Yu Yan’s beautiful eyes shimmered with water, vague and hazy, as if enveloped in the misty rain of spring. Embarrassed, she hit his chest. “Would this have happened if you hadn’t bitten me?” Ye Yiheng caught her hand, his voice deep and clear. “Actually, you didn’t lose out. You saw me six years ago, and again last night. If anything, I’m the one at a disadvantage.” Leng Yu Yan’s face turned completely red. After a while, she looked down and said, “It’s so ugly, I don’t care to look.” Ye Yiheng brought a hand to his forehead, then asked in a low voice, “Is it really ugly?” His expression was downcast, like a child desperately seeking an adult’s affirmation. Leng Yu Yan frowned and bit her lip, seeing his expression, and soon relaxed her brows, letting out a chuckle. The man was very surprised. “Laughing at what?” She shifted her gaze to the window, truly not daring to look him in the eye, those eyes as still as ancient wells. Ye Yiheng pulled her into his embrace, his long fingers resting on her waist, his fingertips idly caressing her soft flesh through the thin fabric of her clothes. As soon as the word left his lips, his fingers started to tickle her waist, causing her to burst into giggles. Leng Yu Yan was not only sensitive to pain but also to tickles. She couldn’t bear it as he tickled her, desperately pressing his hand and begging for mercy, “Okay, I’ll say it, I’ll say it.” Ye Yiheng, seizing the opportunity, pinched her slender waist. “Tell the truth.” His voice was proud and cold, but only he knew how much he really cared about her opinion. Leng Yu Yan pressed her lips together, suppressing a smile, stood on her tiptoes, and whispered into his ear, “Actually, it’s not that ugly.” “Not that ugly, so just average-looking?” Ye Yiheng couldn’t accept it; after all, he was considered handsome and dignified. How could he possibly be just average-looking? Leng Yu Yan didn’t want to discuss such an embarrassing topic any longer, so she straightforwardly said, “Don’t you know you look very fierce?” “You’re saying I look both ugly and fierce?” Ye Yiheng’s handsome brows furrowed tightly, his hand on her waist gradually tightening its grip. Leng Yu Yan stamped her foot, took a deep breath, and leaned in to whisper in his ear again, “…” The two of them were in a close and intimate position, as if whispering intimately. Joy filled the depths of Ye Yiheng’s eyes, and the strength in his hand significantly lessened. She took the opportunity to slip out of his embrace and head for the door. “I haven’t had breakfast yet, so I’m heading back to the bedroom. Your Highness, reviewing petitions is hard work, please take care to rest!” Ye Yiheng was in such a good mood that he replied to her, “Eat more.” Thᴇ link to the origɪn of this information rᴇsts ɪn 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵·𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖·𝙣𝙚𝙩 Tomorrow would be the second day of the sixth month, the day that marked one month since their marriage, so he was extra busy today in order to spend more time with her tomorrow. Leng Yu Yan returned to the bedroom for breakfast. Just after finishing and laying down her chopsticks, Wei Hao, a servant by Leng Yuqing’s side, arrived before her. “Crown Princess Consort, the Second Young Master has ordered me to invite you to the Prince Mansion!” “Is something the matter?” Wei Hao respectfully said, “Indeed there is something, but it’s nothing serious. However, the Second Young Master says it would be best if the Crown Princess Consort returned.” Leng Yu Yan instructed Miao Zhu to inform Ye Yiheng, while she herself went back to the Prince Mansion with Chun Liu and Dong Yan in tow Miao Zhu quickly made her way to the small building’s study, where she reported to Ye Yiheng that Leng Yu Yan had gone back to the Prince Mansion. Ye Yiheng asked, “Who did she take with her?” Miao Zhu bowed and answered, “Your Highness, the Crown Princess Consort took Chun Liu and Dong Yan, and Xiaoshan drove the carriage.” “Good,” Ye Yiheng nodded. The Prince Zhenbei Mansion was still safe, so he put his mind at ease. Miao Zhu exited the study to find Song Guo deliberately looking away with a slanting eye. She gave a humph and promptly strode off. She thought they hadn’t spoken for several days and expected today to be the same, but to her surprise, Song Guo followed her. Just as Miao Zhu turned around, pleased, Song Guo said, “Do you know why the Crown Princess Consort didn’t take you to the Prince Mansion this time? Chun Liu and Dong Yan know martial arts; they can protect the Crown Princess Consort. Can you? You only know how to eat, and you’re somewhat strong, but you’re good for nothing else.” Miao Zhu was stunned, his words left her mouth agape and speechless. After a long moment of shock, she yelled loudly, “Song Guo, you dead eunuch, you’re neither man nor woman, what right do you have to talk about me?” Song Guo chuckled, “Good insult, you didn’t get it wrong. Indeed, I’m a eunuch, neither man nor woman!” Miao Zhu, furious, reached out to grab Song Guo’s hair. Although Song Guo had thought that a man should not quarrel with a woman, she called him an eunuch and said he was neither man nor woman, so he grabbed hold of her hair too. In an instant, the two of them started wrestling fiercely. Inside the study, Ye Yiheng, with his exceptional hearing, furrowed his brows. The two were often together on normal days, so what was the matter now? “Someone come,” he called. Immediately, a little eunuch came: “Your Highness, what are your orders?” Ye Yiheng lifted his hand slightly, “Tell the two at the door to move farther away before they continue quarreling.” The little eunuch replied affirmatively and quickly left the study, addressing the two who were fighting like roosters: “Manager Song, Miss Miao Zhu, His Highness commands you to move farther away before continuing your dispute! His Highness is working, and your quarreling disturbs him.” As it was an order from the Crown Prince, Song Guo and Miao Zhu dared not disobey. They continued grabbing each other’s hair, moving away from the moon gate of the small building. As the sun began to beat down, they purposely sought out a shady spot with fewer people to continue their scuffle. In that place, there were several large trees, and among them, the one with the most lush leaves was where Mo Chen Ruofeng often concealed themselves, hidden there to be readily called by His Highness in the study of the small building. At that moment, Mo Chen, with a blade of foxtail grass in his mouth, was lying back against a tree branch, when unexpectedly, he heard sounds of a fight below and thus looked down. Truly entertaining. It was surprising to see Song Guo and Miao Zhu, who usually got along quite well, fighting with their hair looking like bird nests and clothes wrinkled. Is this how people who don’t know martial arts fight? Mo Chen was quite curious and looked down again. Caught up in the excitement, he laughed silently, his mouth inadvertently letting the blade of foxtail grass drop down. It fell right between Song Guo and Miao Zhu. Why would foxtail grass fall from a tree? The two fighting looked up together, only then noticing Mo Chen waving and smiling at them. “Keep fighting,” he gestured, “Throw a right hook, then a left hook, , it’s more direct. You two should try it.”