"Your Highness hates all women who throw themselves at him, and also tired of me, so he strangled me, and then I woke up in a fright." She spoke, skirting around the major issues, hoping that he wouldn’t press further on the topic. Yet unexpectedly, the arm he was propping himself up with suddenly lost strength, and his entire weight bore down heavily on her. The sudden pressure made Leng Yu Yan’s throat tremble, "Your Highness, what are you doing?" "I’m sorry for making you have such a nightmare," he embraced her tightly. Even though they were separated by the quilt, she still felt breathless, "You’re so heavy." Ye Yiheng instantly snapped awake, propped himself up on his arm again, pecked her forehead lightly, and quickly rolled to one side. "If you have such a nightmare again, hit me." "Why would I hit you? It would hurt me when I hit you." "You feel sorry for me?" "Hehe, that’s called action and reaction." "Yanyan, I don’t really understand such vocabulary." Leng Yu Yan covered her mouth, thinking to herself, how could she have blurted that out? In her fretfulness, she explained softly, "If I hit you, it would hurt you; but in reality, my hand would also hurt." "I’d rather think you just feel sorry for me." He grabbed her hand and pulled her toward the center of the bed, "It’s late, let’s sleep." Holding each other through the quilt, Leng Yu Yan inexplicably felt at peace. Marrying a man who was not humane didn’t seem like such a bad thing after all. After a dreamless good night’s sleep, Leng Yu Yan awoke to find someone no longer beside her. She slid open the door and saw him sitting on a soft couch, his long fingers caressing her book. Ye Yiheng looked up slightly, "You’re awake?" "Mhm, Your Highness, why didn’t you sleep longer?" "I’ve always been a light sleeper and need little sleep," Ye Yiheng picked up a book and flipped through it, "In the past, I could pass the time by reading books, but now, I can not." His voice sounded desolate, and Leng Yu Yan felt disheartened to hear it. She concealed her emotions, speaking cheerfully, "Let’s go look for the Lanshuang Grass today." The two got off the horse carriage and entered a cave, where Leng Yu Yan was amazed to find that Mo Chen, Song Guo, and the other two were still asleep. They were sleeping separately near the fire pit, with Miao Zhu a little further away. Hearing footsteps, the four gradually woke up. "Why is no one sleeping on the stone bed?" Leng Yu Yan was quite curious. "The Master’s bed, we subordinates mustn’t sleep on it!" Mo Chen briskly stood up, shook the blanket on him, and folded it. The other three nodded in agreement. This was because they had discussed for quite long the previous night, which resulted in them still being asleep when the Master had already risen. Leng Yu Yan smiled at the words, the big stone had now become the bed for her and His Highness. Before long, the group left the cave, eating dry food as they searched for the Lanshuang Grass. Back in familiar territory, Yinhui romped around joyfully. Amid the beautiful scenery and fresh scent of flowers, everyone was in high spirits. Unfortunately, by afternoon, there was still no trace of the Lanshuang Grass to be found. The enthusiasm from the morning had long dissipated, replaced by growing anxiety. Everyone had looked at the drawing on the paper over and over again, but they couldn’t find the Lanshuang Grass shown in the picture. Ye Yiheng suddenly spoke up, "Yanyan, let’s search in another place, or perhaps, think of a way to have someone else help us look." Leng Yu Yan shook her head, "This mountain is high; because it gets cold up on the mountain, there is a good chance that Lanshuang Grass would appear here. That’s the main reason I came here to search." The altitude of this mountain was high, the higher you went the colder it got, and the temperature at the peaks was significantly lower than at the base. Mo Chen rubbed his hands together, "The Commandery Princess is right, it’s cold on the mountain, and our hands are nearly frozen stiff at this point." "Let’s search a bit more, if we can’t find it by nightfall, we’ll return to the cave," Leng Yu Yan said, and continued to walk uphill. Unwittingly, the group arrived at the edge of a cliff. Song Guo quickly grabbed Ye Yiheng, "Your Highness, any further and it’s the cliff, with a bottomless abyss below." Miao Zhu stuck her head out, the wind from the valley whipping her hair into a frenzy, she exclaimed in surprise, "This mountain is indeed tall, even taller than the mountains at Linqing Pavilion." Leng Yu Yan surveyed the surroundings and suddenly noticed a gap in the cliff wall, within which grew two plants. And these plants were none other than the Lanshuang Grass! "We’ve found it, we’ve found it!" she shouted excitedly. Everyone crowded around. Leng Yu Yan pointed to the crevice two meters away, "The leaves resemble those of an orchid, but they’re always covered with a layer of frost, hence the name Lanshuang Grass." Everyone looked at the two plants nestled in the rock crevice, elated beyond measure. Ruofeng volunteered himself eagerly, "Commandery Princess, let me go down and pick it!" Leng Yu Yan stopped him, "Hold on, this herb grows in a tricky spot, deep inside the crevice. Even if we use Qinggong to go down, our arms aren’t long enough to reach it." Mo Chen also pointed out, "Commandery Princess, the wall at this gap slopes outwards, I’m afraid that if Ruofeng descends, the wall could immediately collapse, and the herbs growing on it would fall into the abyss." Song Guo asked anxiously, "Then what do we do?" Miao Zhu raised her hand, "Let the maid go, I’m much lighter than Mo Chen Ruofeng. You can secure me with a rope and I’ll go pick it." Leng Yu Yan shook her head as well, "That won’t do." She walked to the side, "The leaning wall already has cracks, it’s very dangerous." At that moment, a white object flashed before their eyes and nimbly jumped onto the stone wall. "It’s Yinhui!" Miao Zhu exclaimed. Leng Yu Yan clenched her hands with sweat, "Yinhui, be careful!" Her voice trembled, laden with worry. Ye Yiheng grasped Leng Yu Yan’s sweaty arm, his wolf showing an almost human understanding, he had never expected Yinhui to understand their conversation. Yinhui nodded his head and in a flash, disappeared into the crevice. "Your Highness, Yinhui has gone into the crevice," Leng Yu Yan reported, her heart fraught with anxiety. If only they had tied a rope to the little wolf cub when it jumped down, she would have felt more at ease. But now, it had no safety measures whatsoever. It was still so small! Ye Yiheng held onto Leng Yu Yan’s sweaty hand tightly, "Don’t worry, Yinhui is smart, it knows what to do." The wolf cub they raised was certainly no ordinary wolf! As everyone waited anxiously, Yinhui emerged from the crevice with a stalk of Lanshuang Grass in its mouth. Miao Zhu covered her mouth and yelled, "Good heavens, Yinhui actually picked the medicine!" Yinhui jumped and tossed the Lanshuang Grass upwards, Mo Chen hurriedly lay on the ground and caught the herb. Just then, the wall collapsed. In the blink of an eye, Yinhui fell into the crevice. Miao Zhu cried out loud, "Ah, Yinhui has fallen down!" Leng Yu Yan also started to cry, "Your Highness, Yinhui, it..." "What’s happened?" Ye Yiheng squeezed Leng Yu Yan’s hand tightly. "Your Highness, Yinhui has fallen into the crevice, not the cliff," Mo Chen said while handing the Lanshuang Grass he had caught to Miao Zhu. At the same time, he took off the rope that was tied to his body and tossed it to Ruofeng and Song Guo, "Hold this for me, I’ll go find Yinhui." The stone wall was flimsy, with rocks still tumbling down to the abyss and the crevice. At this point, whoever went down would have no foothold, unless the rope could fully support a person’s weight and successfully pull them back up. Ruofeng clenched the rope and tied it around himself, "Last time when we inspected the horse carriage that fell off the cliff, you went down, this time it’s my turn!" Mo Chen roared as he tried to grab the rope, "What time is this, and you’re still arguing?" But the rope now was much thinner than the last one. It was quite difficult to bear the weight of a man.