Miao Zhu lowered her voice, "Your Highness, the Commandery Princess has a particularly bad temper when she’s making medicine, so please don’t disturb her." Lately, the Crown Prince had taken great pleasure in sticking close to his Commandery Princess. How could he possibly be told to wait at the door? How much effort had gone into obtaining those medicinal herbs! Miao Zhu recalled an occasion when the Commandery Princess was so disturbed she failed to make the pills successfully, and the whole Linqing Pavilion was so quiet for three days and nights that no one dared to speak loudly, or even breathe too heavily. Ye Yiheng said, "Rest assured, I shall be as if I were blind, sitting quietly outside the door, not speaking or making a sound." She had been absent during lunch; now, as she made medicine, the only thing he could do was accompany her. Being able to accompany her brought him peace of mind. Hearing this, Miao Zhu felt relieved. Seeing Miao Zhu’s agreement, Mo Chen hurried to fetch a chair. The few of them moved silently to the door of Leng Yu Yan’s room and placed the chair down extremely gently for Ye Yiheng to sit on. Mo Chen and Miao Zhu retreated, leaving Song Guo, who could stand quietly, to stay with Ye Yiheng. Ye Yiheng strained his ears to listen to the sounds inside the room. In the room, the medicinal soup boiled with a bubbling gurgle, and the smell of the herbs wafted through the door gap. There was also the faint sound of a blade slicing, precise and delicate. Listening closely, he thought he heard her wiping her forehead with the back of her hand. After that, he heard her pouring something from a sheet of paper into a container. The soft sound of grinding medicine followed; she was grinding medicine powder. Song Guo stood fighting a battle between his eyelids, fluttering open and then clamping shut, while Ye Yiheng listened intently. Unable to stand any longer, Song Guo simply sat down on the ground. He justified it to himself, thinking it was inappropriate to possibly startle the Commandery Princess by falling over while sleeping. Ye Yiheng heard Song Guo sit down but didn’t blame him. It had been a weary trip; it was time for him to rest. Of all the people, the girl inside was the one who deserved rest the most. She had worked tirelessly for him, even skipping her lunch today and locking herself in the medicine room. At the Pavilion, some Pavilion Members had told him, "Crown Prince, encountering our Pavilion Master is your good fortune!" Another said, "The Pavilion Master went to gather herbs on the back mountain this morning. I saw her from a distance and guessed she must be doing it for Your Highness." Ye Yiheng’s heart filled up immediately, his eyes slightly warm. He nodded to the two Pavilion Members and had Mo Chen accompany him to the medicine room. Now she was inside, making medicine for him. Ye Yiheng’s lips curved into a smile of happiness, something no one had ever done for him before. Not even his own parents. But she could do so much for him! Ye Yiheng clenched his fist, his palm slightly sweaty, his heart beating fast, as if his once-cold heart had come back to life! He waited for several hours until 7 p.m. Finally, the room door was opened! Leng Yu Yan stretched and was about to call for Miao Zhu but unexpectedly saw Ye Yiheng sitting outside the door and Song Guo dozing off against the doorpost. "Your Highness, what are you all doing here?" Ye Yiheng stood up, a smile in his voice as he said, "Waiting for you." Leng Yu Yan reached out to hold his hand, "Your Highness, please step over the threshold." Holding her tender, boneless hand, Ye Yiheng stepped forward. Entering her room, he smelled a stronger scent of medicine than outside. Leng Yu Yan took out a pill and placed it on the edge of his pale lips, "This is for treating eye disease. I’ve made a few; they should work." Ye Yiheng opened his mouth slightly and swallowed the pill on her fingertip. The pill was slightly bitter, with the scent of fresh grass. "How long will it take to work?" he asked. "It’s my first time making this medicine, so I don’t know," Leng Yu Yan said, capping the medicine bottle and placing it in his palm, "Keep these with you, in case your eye disease recurs." Outside, Song Guo’s head jerked suddenly. He turned to find the Crown Prince missing and quickly got to his feet. Only then did she hear the Crown Prince and the Commandery Princess talking inside the room. Song Guo took a deep breath, entered, and asked, "Commandery Princess, is the medicine ready?" "Yes, His Highness has taken it; now we just wait to see the effects." As she spoke, Leng Yu Yan yawned. Ye Yiheng heard and said, "Eat first, then go to sleep." Leng Yu Yan patted her acid neck, "I want to get a good sleep." "Eat first, be good." Ye Yiheng took her hand and slowly massaged the back of her neck. The strength was just right, kneading perfectly. However, Leng Yu Yan tensed up; the way he massaged her neck made her feel uneasy. Although at this moment he was unlikely to do anything to her neck, that tense feeling still lingered. "Alright, I’ll do as Your Highness says and eat first." She moved slightly to dodge his hand. Ye Yiheng’s hand paused; now what? Would she not let this go about her neck? After dinner, Leng Yu Yan wanted to bathe. After all, she hadn’t had a chance to bath during her journey back to the Linqing Pavilion. She wanted to enjoy a proper bath and then head to sleep, feeling refreshed. Miao Zhu instructed someone to prepare hot water then helped Leng Yu Yan into the bathtub. With her eyes closed, Leng Yu Yan felt the water’s perfect temperature. The surface shimmered, the steam rising, making her want to fall asleep right there in the tub. In the moment it took Miao Zhu to turn around and grab a towel, and to turn back, she found her mistress had already fallen asleep leaning against the wall of the bathtub. "Commandery Princess, you can’t sleep ." Miao Zhu patted Leng Yu Yan’s arm, but she couldn’t wake her. The Commandery Princess had endured a tough journey home, even revising her lessons on the carriage. She had been busy all day today too, unlike her who had taken a nap in the afternoon. But sleeping in the bathtub was problematic; what to do? With Spring, Summer, Autumn, and Winter absent, she didn’t have the strength to drag the Commandery Princess from the tub to the bed. Uh, saying "drag" wasn’t quite right, but she also lacked the strength to carry her. Miao Zhu smacked her own cheek, talking to herself, "Miao Zhu, oh Miao Zhu, all that food you eat is for naught. The Commandery Princess has taken such good care of you, and it’s all been wasted!" She was frantic, then remembered the Crown Prince had taken the pill for his eye disease, but still couldn’t see... Sighing, Miao Zhu tiptoed out of the bathroom. She reached Ye Yiheng’s guest room and knocked urgently on his door. "Miao Zhu, what’s the emergency?" Song Guo came from another room to open the door for his master. Impatient, Miao Zhu stomped her feet. "Your Highness, can you please pick up the Commandery Princess?" "Pick her up?" Ye Yiheng was puzzled. Miao Zhu pursed her lips and replied, "The Commandery Princess wanted to take a bath but fell asleep in the tub. She has been lacking sleep these past few days." "Song Guo, lead the way." Ye Yiheng raised his hand and added, "Once we reach the bathroom door, you will step back." Song Guo acknowledged, "Don’t worry, Your Highness, I understand." The three hurried to the bathroom in Leng Yu Yan’s living quarters. Upon reaching the bathroom door, Ye Yiheng gestured for Song Guo to step back and asked Miao Zhu to guide him. Smartly, Song Guo ran away, closing the door behind him. Miao Zhu: "Your Highness, five steps forward, then three steps to the right around the screen." "Okay." Ye Yiheng stepped forward. "Six more steps and you will reach the bathtub." Ye Yiheng nodded, and as he halted, his vision suddenly brightened... What caught his eye was her, radiant like a rose, her snowy skin revealed above the water glaringly tempting.