She froze, he actually knew. The tone of his voice was extremely annoyed by her, so why would he still want to consummate their marriage? He carried her towards the bed, and her line of sight caught his sharp, well-defined jawline—it was so sleek and yet so stern. As he tossed her onto the bed and climbed atop her... Leng Yu Yan woke up from her dream! Drenched in a cold sweat, she sat up in bed. The commotion woke Miao Zhu, who rubbed her eyes and looked at her. By the dim moonlight coming through the window, she could only see her Commandery Princess sitting up, her chest heaving as if she were taking deep breaths. "Commandery Princess, what’s the matter?" Miao Zhu asked with concern. "Another nightmare?" The nightmare she referred to was about her being bullied by him. Leng Yu Yan shook her head; this time, the dream didn’t revisit the scenes of her being tormented by him. Instead, she dreamed about the prequel to those earlier dreams. She was sent by Lizong into the Eastern Palace to marry the blind Crown Prince instead of Lai Manting. Luckily, in reality, she had been acknowledged by her Father King. Would the course of dreams differ from reality? In her dream, she married Ye Yiheng, and in reality, their wedding was approaching. At this thought, Leng Yu Yan couldn’t help but feel anxious. Suddenly, she realized a difference; in the dream, he was exceptionally fierce, while in reality, he had a hidden illness. Moreover, their relationship was growing stronger by the day... Leng Yu Yan took another deep breath, finally calming down, and lay back down. However, the reality of the dream didn’t allow her to fall asleep again quickly. The third day, they head back into the mountains. Since Leng Yu Yan needed to search for medicinal herbs, Song Guo supported Ye Yiheng. As they entered the mountain, everyone walked together. Song Guo, who had been silent, took the chance to quietly speak to Ye Yiheng as the group spread out. "Your Highness, the Commandery Princess has a weary look; she probably didn’t sleep well last night." Ye Yiheng asked, "Is she tired?" Was it because of yesterday’s busy schedule and getting up early this morning? Hearing this, Song Guo gestured to Miao Zhu to come over. "Did the Commandery Princess not sleep well last night?" Miao Zhu glanced at Leng Yu Yan, who was busy, pressed her lips together for a moment, not sure whether to speak or not. Song Guo patted her arm. "Go on, tell us." "She didn’t sleep well, the Commandery Princess had a nightmare," Miao Zhu lifted her gaze to look at Ye Yiheng. The protagonist of the nightmare was right in front of her, something she dared not mention. Seeing that neither the Crown Prince nor Song Guo asked further, Miao Zhu scurried away. Ye Yiheng turned his head and instructed Song Guo, "When we get back, make some Calming Tea for the Commandery Princess to help her sleep." Song Guo acknowledged the instruction. Today, Leng Yu Yan was somewhat hesitant to face someone. The scene from the dream last night baffled her. Since he clearly knew she was marrying in place of another, why did he still want to marry her? The him in her dreams, and him in reality, shared a common point, neither cared for women. If he in the dream didn’t care for women, why would he still desire to consummate their marriage? Leng Yu Yan couldn’t figure it out. She quietly turned her head and glanced at a figure standing in the distance, her heart tightening. She couldn’t quite describe the feeling, only that his indifference at times was truly frightening. Especially in the dream, when he was choking her, just thinking about it sent chills down her spine. Not finding the desired herbs at this mountain peak, Leng Yu Yan was eager to leave the dream behind, so she had the elder and Ah Qiang lead them deeper into the mountain. The father and son obliged, with the elder adding, "We’re sure to find plenty of herbs further in!" Ah Qiang also said, "It’s just that the mountain paths are difficult to navigate, Your Highness, which might be inconvenient for you." Hearing this, Leng Yu Yan took the opportunity to suggest, "Your Highness and Song Guo could stay here. It’s smoother here and easier to rest." Ye Yiheng, however, was unwilling to agree, especially upon learning that she had not slept well and insisted on nothing of the suggestion. Reluctantly, the group of eight ventured deeper into the mountain. What puzzled Ye Yiheng was that along the way, a certain young woman ignored him. Even if she had something to say, she made Miao Zhu relay it to him. In front of so many people, he couldn’t ask, so he suppressed his doubts for the time being. Two hours later, the old man found several herbs and asked Leng Yu Yan to identify them. "The old man found exactly what we need!" Leng Yu Yan joyfully placed the herbs into the medicine basket. The old man grinned innocently, "I used to come here with my child and wife to gather mountain goods. Since few people come here, there are plenty of goods, so we often visited." This made him familiar with the environment here, where the herbs and mountain goods were; he still remembered it to this day. Ah Qiang asked, "How come I didn’t know that our parents had been here?" "That was before you were born!" The old man glanced at his son. Hearing this, everyone laughed heartily. Led by the old man, they finally found two kinds of herbs deep in the mountain, and they had enough quantity. Leng Yu Yan also picked a lot of fetus-preserving tonic herbs along the way, filling the medicine basket carried by Ah Qiang, and asked him to take them home to be dried and prepared for Ah Le to drink. Ah Qiang patted his chest, "This fetus-preserving medicine, I’ll remember it well. It’s true that finding herbs for eye ailments, to be honest, is indeed difficult and even if found, the amount is sparse. But fetus-preserving medicine, there’s really a lot of it, I remember it firmly and it can still be used in the future!" Everyone laughed again. Today’s trip was quite fruitful. Before returning to the small courtyard, the old man pointed to another hilltop, "Let’s go check it out tomorrow, maybe there is some." Leng Yu Yan moved some books from the carriage and was studying in the room. Hearing the door open, she thought it was Miao Zhu and didn’t look up. "Yanyan, I heard you had a nightmare last night." As he spoke, Ye Yiheng tilted his head to signal Song Guo to place the Calming Tea in front of Leng Yu Yan. Leng Yu Yan paused in her flipping of the book and looked up, "Your Highness, how did you know?" Song Guo quietly set down the tea, crept out, and closed the door behind him. Ye Yiheng groped his way to sit beside the bed, "I asked Miao Zhu." Leng Yu Yan’s heart skipped a beat, Miao Zhu wouldn’t have told him about her ongoing nightmare incidents, would she? "It’s nothing, just a nightmare; I woke up startled right away." He steadied the small table, then grabbed her hand, "Tonight, I’ll stay with you." If she had another nightmare, he could protect her. Leng Yu Yan hesitated, "No need." She feared having another nightmare. Ye Yiheng, "Yanyan, you worked hard gathering herbs, won’t you give me a chance to be there for you?" Unexpectedly, she blurted out, "If you sleep beside me, I’ll be scared." Ye Yiheng tightened his grip on her hand, "Why say that?" She freed her hand and said curtly, "It was just something off the top of my head, don’t mind it." "Yanyan, you’ve been ignoring me today. Tell me, what did you dream about?" Ye Yiheng intuitively felt that her dream last night wasn’t so simple. "Just a plain nightmare." "Come on, tell the truth!" His tone was persuading. Leng Yu Yan bit her lip, "I dreamed that you were strangling me." She omitted all the other details. Upon hearing this, Ye Yiheng chuckled lightly, "Scaredy-cat!" Leng Yu Yan huffed, "Don’t you know you’re very fierce? Being scared of you is a pretty normal thing, isn’t it?" Ye Yiheng sighed internally, blaming himself for having strangled her neck before, which frightened her into having that nightmare. After opening up, she still insisted on sleeping in the same room as Miao Zhu and Ye Yiheng did not persist. On the fourth day, everyone went into the mountains again, but they didn’t find any new herbs. The old man said worriedly, "We haven’t gathered all the needed herbs, what will we do for Your Highness’s eyes?"