Leng Yu Yan gave him a glare, "Who said they wanted to remove all the toxins from their body before the big wedding?" Ye Yiheng slapped his forehead, "I’ll accompany you to gather them." "I’m going to gather herbs for detoxifying. Let me tell you frankly, it’s not certain that your toxins can be completely removed before the wedding. The tools are limited; I can’t judge how much poison you’ve been exposed to, what kind, or what categories. These are the real challenges." What she could do now was to make some Detoxification Pills to prevent his cold disease from acting up too severely. Then, supplementing with her silver needle technique, she could minimize the toxins in his body. As for the remaining residual poison, that would have to be thought out later. Seeing her speak so candidly, he nodded, "I’m already very satisfied with the current situation." "Since you understand, you should stay inside the palace." "You don’t even recognize the herbs, what can you do there?" "I can carry the medicine basket for you." He smiled. His features were strikingly beautiful, especially when he smiled. Leng Yu Yan was taken aback by the sight, and she eventually allowed him to follow her. How did she agree to let him accompany her on the medicine gathering just because of a smile from him? She did admit that he was good-looking, but she wasn’t the type to be foolishly infatuated with someone’s appearance; it must have been his smile that threw off her judgment. Before long, the two of them left the grand hall, one after the other. Seeing the person in front walking with a tall figure, yet carrying a small medicine basket, Leng Yu Yan couldn’t help but laugh out loud. Ye Yiheng turned his head back and saw her walking slowly. So, he returned to walk beside her, "What are you laughing at?" "I’m laughing at how comical you look carrying the medicine basket." "You’re quite honest." They talked as they walked, and in the time it took to drink a cup of tea, they arrived at the medicine field. In the medicine field, many Pavilion Members were busy. Men and women, young and old, greeted the newcomers with smiles, "Pavilion Master, good! Your Highness, good!" Leng Yu Yan nodded slightly, and ordered in a deep voice, "Be careful with the watering of the herbs, any with worms must be promptly removed, and the ripe herbs must be harvested in time." The Pavilion Members nodded, respectfully acknowledging her instructions. Compared to the rather serious Leng Yu Yan, Ye Yiheng was uncharacteristically warm and friendly in his smile. Not only that, but he also raised his hand to greet each Pavilion Member. Leng Yu Yan had never known he had this demeanor, so affable it was almost incredulous as if he wanted to penetrate into the core of the Pavilion Members to uncover her secrets. Leng Yu Yan picked the required herbs and tossed them into the medicine basket on someone’s back, then turned and headed towards another part of the medicine field. Ye Yiheng still spoke to the Pavilion Members with a smile. An aunt asked, "When will Your Highness and our Pavilion Master have the grand wedding?" Ye Yiheng patiently replied, "Most likely next month." An Aunt also inquired, "Your Highness, do you like our Pavilion Master?" Ye Yiheng nodded, "Of course I like her!" An old man also asked, "There are rumors that Your Highness has a bad temper, kills like hemp, loves to dig out hearts and livers, and makes human skin lanterns. With such a fiery temper, will you bully our Pavilion Master?" At this question, the crowd pointed at Ye Yiheng’s nose, speaking up in a cacophony of voices— "Crown Prince, our Pavilion Master is a girl with a good temper and can’t stand being bullied. Those tricks you use on the bad guys are fine, but you must never use them on our Pavilion Master!" "Crown Prince, our Pavilion Master is really afraid of pain. Even a prick from a herb would bring tears to her eyes. Do you understand?" "Right, our Pavilion Master is delicate and gentle, with not a bit of temper. The kindest and most reasonable person in the world is our Pavilion Master." Ye Yiheng, while keeping an eye on Leng Yu Yan who had walked a distance ahead, lowered his voice, "I heard that someone bothered the Pavilion Master while she was making medicines, and as a result, she got quite angry. Nobody spoke for three days and nights—is that true?" As soon as the words fell, everyone became as silent as cicadas in winter. Ye Yiheng readjusted the medicine basket on his back and then set off to chase after Leng Yu Yan. Suddenly, the elder who had just asked the question burst into hearty laughter. Someone asked him, "What are you laughing at?" The elder replied with a laugh, "When our Pavilion Master treats patients, her methods are so ruthless, not even blinking an eye. I think she’d be perfectly matched with the Crown Prince." The crowd didn’t quite understand and asked in unison, "Why?" "Have you all seen how composed the Pavilion Master is when dealing with severed hands and feet?" The elder continued, "The Crown Prince is adept at severing limbs, and our Pavilion Master is adept at reattaching them. Where else could you find such a perfectly matched pair?" "That makes sense, that makes sense!" The crowd nodded in agreement. Miao Zhu helped Leng Yu Yan wash up. "Commandery Princess, Chun Liu Xia Tao have yet to return. Judging by the time, they should still be a few days away." Leng Yu Yan said indifferently, "No matter, if they haven’t arrived before we leave, we’ll leave a message for them." "That works," Miao Zhu nodded. "But Commandery Princess, how much longer shall we stay in the pavilion? Your Imperial Examination is imminent, considering the time it takes to return to the capital..." "After I’ve gathered and processed the medicinal herbs needed for the Crown Prince’s detoxification these next two days, we will return to the capital." Miao Zhu handed a cotton towel to Leng Yu Yan, "Commandery Princess, there was something that happened yesterday, and I’m not sure if I should mention it." Taking the towel and wiping her face, with her voice slightly muffled, Leng Yu Yan said, "You wouldn’t have mentioned it if it weren’t for my asking. I lost my memory during my bath yesterday and woke up the next morning." Miao Zhu smacked her lips and whispered, "Commandery Princess fell asleep in the bathtub." "Oh," Leng Yu Yan responded nonchalantly. She quickly realized that if Spring, Summer, Autumn, and Winter were there, any one of them could have easily carried her. But now, with neither Spring, Summer, Autumn, nor Winter present, how did Miao Zhu manage on her own? She looked at Miao Zhu, "You didn’t just pull me by the arm and drag me to bed, did you?" Miao Zhu chuckled sheepishly, "How did the Commandery Princess guess what was on my mind at the time?" "How could I not know the workings of your mind?" Leng Yu Yan waved her hand dismissively. "Anyway, it’s a good thing I ended up back in bed." Miao Zhu laughed out loud, "If we had dragged you to bed, wouldn’t your back and buttocks be in severe pain?" Right, there was no pain on her body, which meant she hadn’t been dragged. Suddenly, an unpleasant image flashed through her mind, and Leng Yu Yan grabbed Miao Zhu’s arm, "Tell me honestly, how did you get me into bed?" Miao Zhu frowned sorrowfully and confessed, "I asked the Crown Prince for help, and he carried the Commandery Princess to bed." "No, I must ask him myself!" Leng Yu Yan bolted up from her seat and rushed outside. "Commandery Princess, put on your cloak," Miao Zhu chased after her. Halfway there, Leng Yu Yan stopped, allowing Miao Zhu to drape the cloak over her. "When someone picked me up, on my body..." She was too embarrassed to continue her question. "Commandery Princess, rest assured, Your Highness couldn’t see then," Miao Zhu said with little confidence. "I saw that his eyes didn’t wander, and his face was turned away." A loud noise erupted in Leng Yu Yan’s mind—she had been naked at that time! Naturally, she would have undressed for her bath. Even if someone couldn’t see her, wouldn’t they have touched her when carrying her? The mere thought made Leng Yu Yan want to go mad. If he really had touched her, she wouldn’t have the courage to ask. Never before had her temples throbbed with such pain, as if her head were about to split open. Even if the person couldn’t see last night, they could certainly feel!