Leng Yu Yan turned and woodenly made her way back to her own room. Miao Zhu exclaimed in shock, "Commandery Princess, aren’t you going to ask the Crown Prince?" "I’m too embarrassed, I won’t ask," she waved her hand dismissively and quickened her pace. Miao Zhu jogged to catch up, "How is that embarrassing?" Once inside the room, Leng Yu Yan rapped Miao Zhu’s forehead with her knuckle, "I wasn’t wearing any clothes at the time, even if someone couldn’t see, wouldn’t his hands still have felt something?" Upon hearing this, Miao Zhu suddenly realized what the Commandery Princess was struggling with. She rubbed her forehead, "You can really rest assured, Commandery Princess, I wrapped you in a blanket before calling for the Crown Prince to hold you." "And I ask you, how did you wrap me?" "I had Your Highness pull you up, then I wrapped you," Miao Zhu frowned, "After His Highness carried you to the bed, he left in a hurry. Everything about dressing you in the room was done by me, you can truly be at ease." Leng Yu Yan’s heart finally began to calm down. It seemed there was no problem with him not seeing and pulling up her unclothed self last night. Later, when he carried her to the bed, there was a blanket in between, so it seemed even less of a problem. Well then, let’s turn the page on this incident. After clarifying the matter with her Commandery Princess, Miao Zhu’s anxious heart since last night finally settled down completely. "It’s getting late, you should rest as well," Leng Yu Yan took off the outer robe she was wearing and got into bed. "Yes, Commandery Princess." Miao Zhu quietly withdrew. After tossing and turning in bed for a quarter of an hour and truly unable to fall asleep, Leng Yu Yan sat up again and began reading a copy of the Classic of Poetry. Suddenly, a soft knock came from the door. Thinking it was Miao Zhu returning, she said without lifting her head, "Come in." The door creaked open and a tall figure entered. Ye Yiheng looked around, this was her boudoir in the Linqing Pavilion. He had left too hastily last night to take in the room’s layout and furnishings. Her room was spacious, with a round table in the center, a beauty couch by the window to the left, and a curio shelf behind it. To the right of the window was a desk with two crossed chairs. Beyond the round table, there was a row of screens and farther in was her bed. Next to her bed was a flower branch lamp, its arms branching out and supporting a tray with candles all lit. The candles were bright white, casting shadows like flowers. At this moment, she was leaning against the bed’s headboard, warming up to her book. Leng Yu Yan wondered why Miao Zhu was silent? She looked up and saw Ye Yiheng gazing at her with an amused look. She quickly sat up straight and adjusted her collar, "Do you have something you needed, Your Highness?" "I couldn’t sleep. I saw your room was still lit and decided to come have a look." "There’s nothing worth seeing. You might as well take some books from here to read, could help you sleep." Ye Yiheng unceremoniously sat beside her bed, his slender and beautiful hand snatched her book, closing the cover to check the title, he murmured, "You’re reading the Classic of Poetry to help you sleep?" "Of course not, I’m doing it for the Imperial Examination!" She took back the book, but her fingertips brushed against his hand. His hand was still slightly cold, inexplicably causing her own fingers to curl. "That excuse is quite good." His voice was as calm and cold as always. Leng Yu Yan couldn’t understand his purpose for coming, and by entering directly through her door, surely many Pavilion Members must have seen. Coming to her room wasn’t a major issue, after all, anyone might have an urgent matter to discuss, and they were fiancés, so his being in her room could be justified. But, if he didn’t leave all night, and not until the next morning from her door— Come morning, the entire Linqing Pavilion would know the Crown Prince spent the night in her boudoir. In the Prince Zhenbei Mansion, them sleeping together was sanctioned by the elders. But in the Linqing Pavilion, she was the Pavilion Master! Could she really afford to lose her dignity and stature? Thinking of this, Leng Yu Yan, eager to send him away, changed the subject, "I heard from Miao Zhu that it was you who carried me back to bed last night. I owe you my thanks for that, Your Highness." While speaking, she deliberately observed his expression. Ye Yiheng was taken aback by her words and quickly lowered his eyes to hide the profound light in them, yet the image of her being pulled up from the bathtub by him surfaced in his mind. At that time, he had intentionally turned his head aside and averted his face, but the periphery of his vision still caught a glimpse, and he saw clearly. He adjusted his robe slowly and deliberately, his voice sounding rather unconcerned and nonchalant. Sensing that she had been watching him, Ye Yiheng lifted his eyelids and met her gaze. Seeing no ripples in his eyes, Leng Yu Yan withdrew her gaze. His demeanor was normal, it seemed he hadn’t seen anything last night, and she felt relieved inside. She yawned and said, "Reading is quite helpful for sleep." She placed the Classic of Poetry in his hand, "Your Highness, you should try reading this in your room, that should help you fall asleep." During the conversation, she yawned again. Seeing she was truly sleepy, Ye Yiheng, holding the Classic of Poetry, stood up, "That sounds good." His intention in coming here was to sleep with her, but her mention of the bathtub incident from the night before suddenly made feelings of restlessness rise within him... He had better sleep alone! Otherwise, if he couldn’t control his restlessness and forced himself on this woman, how would he manage the aftermath? Watching him leaving, Leng Yu Yan was momentarily astonished. It was surprisingly easy to send him away tonight. But after all, it was her territory; it was normal for him to have reservations. Back in his guest room, Ye Yiheng flipped through the Classic of Poetry, the first verse that caught his eye was, "Fair, gentle lady, sought after by gentlemen." He snapped the book shut and called to the door, "Song Guo." "I am here," Song Guo hurriedly ran over, "Your Highness, what do you need?" "Prepare some cold water." "Cold water?" Song Guo was puzzled, "Your Highness, you suffer from a cold disease!" "It’s fine," Ye Yiheng waved his hand, "Hurry." "Yes!" Song Guo ran off. Soon, the guest room’s bathroom was prepared with cold water, and Ye Yiheng entered. Song Guo stood outside the room, muttering to herself, why would the Crown Prince want cold water? The sound of splashing cold water for a bath came from the bathroom, reaching Song Guo’s ears as she waited outside the room. She thought again, the Crown Prince’s cold disease rarely acted up now, and he was no longer averse to cold water, which showed that the Commandery Princess’s medical skills were truly superior, indeed worthy of the Divine Doctor! The next day, spring rain fell unexpectedly. Looking at the continuous stream of rainwater on the opposite roof gully, Leng Yu Yan heaved a sigh. Ye Yiheng asked, "What’s wrong?" "I had planned to continue gathering medicine, but with the rain today, I can’t go to the medicine field." "Then you can help me with the poison detoxification on my fingertips," Ye Yiheng lifted his hand to look at his fingers. There was something he had never done before, and he wasn’t sure whether the toxin in his body would make him faint on his wedding night. If he were to faint, the gossip would be unpleasant. The rumors of the past he could ignore. But, on his wedding night, he absolutely couldn’t afford any such mishap! Thinking back to when the toxin was severe, and even a kiss from her would trigger his cold disease. If during the consummation of the marriage on the wedding night... With that thought, he added, "Detoxify more!" The more toxins removed, the more likely that the wedding night would go smoothly. "Let’s go to the pharmacy first," Leng Yu Yan said. After all, Linqing Pavilion was not the same as the modern day; the modern world had various instruments to identify types of toxins, whereas the tools in Linqing Pavilion were self-made by her and couldn’t precisely detect toxins. Especially since various toxins had been in someone’s body for too long, and they had been mixed together for too long.