Chapter 612: Chapter 612: Wanting to Get Close Ye Yiheng shifted his gaze and said softly, “Just guessed.” “Just guessed?” Leng Yu Yan looked at herself in the mirror, “Guessed so accurately!” Ye Yiheng made up an answer, “I also referred to the size of the school uniform you wore previously at Xinya Academy.” Leng Yu Yan shook her head, thinking to herself that if she were to wear those school uniforms now, they would not fit as well. Moreover, last year, the chest wraps made before chafed uncomfortably, and it was only after returning to Linqing Pavilion that she had a few new ones made. But the wedding dress she was wearing now truly seemed tailor-made for her. The train of the wedding dress was long, making walking awkward, so Leng Yu Yan bent down to pick up the hem and walked over to him, looking up and staring at him, “Your Highness, tell me the truth, did you measure me with a ruler while I was asleep?” Otherwise, why wouldn’t she have any recollection of him taking her measurements? Ye Yiheng looked at her slowly, cleared his throat before saying, “I really just estimated and guessed.” This woman was intelligent; if he spoke of anything else, he would certainly raise her suspicions. Upon hearing this, Leng Yu Yan suddenly dropped the train of the dress, covered her chest with her hands, blushing as she scolded, “Rascal!” Ye Yiheng placed a hand on his forehead, wondering if she knew how he had taken her measurements, would she chop off his hands? “Yanyan, do you want to try on the phoenix crown as well?” he asked coolly, changing the subject. “No need,” she said, shaking her head and then looking at herself in the mirror again. In the mirror, her cheeks were rosy and fair against the red wedding dress, truly giving her the appearance of a bride. “Does Your Highness think I look this good?” Seeing her ask expectantly like any other bride-to-be, waiting for the opinion of her future husband, Ye Yiheng smiled sincerely and nodded, “Beautiful. You are the most beautiful bride I’ve ever seen.” “Your Highness, you should step out; I’m going to take it off.” Hearing this, Leng Yu Yan giggled playfully, putting aside the matter of how he had gotten her measurements temporarily, and called in the maids to help her out of the wedding dress. Ye Yiheng slowly walked out of the bedroom and while standing at the door, his peripheral vision inadvertently swept over the bulging area of her chest. Hastily lowering his gaze, it inadvertently fell upon her slim waist, so slender it could be encircled with one hand. His throat felt extraordinarily dry, he couldn’t help but clench his fist to his lips and cough lightly, maintaining his usual cold demeanor. After Leng Yu Yan had taken off the wedding dress, she watched Miao Zhu, along with Chun Xia, Qiu, Dong, and Spring, neatly arrange the full set of the wedding dress before getting into bed. Seeing the five maids exit the bedroom, Ye Yiheng casually walked back in. Finding him still there, Leng Yu Yan couldn’t help but tease, “I thought Your Highness had left.” “I’ve come, and I can’t bear to leave in the middle of the night,” he said, sitting on the edge of the bed and pretending to climb into bed as well. Leng Yu Yan stuck a foot out from under the covers and kicked him on the bottom, “Hey, aren’t you going to wash up?” Ye Yiheng shook his head, taking hold of her delicate foot, as luminous as white jade, “Being naughty.” His voice was cool, yet carried a hint of indulgence. Listening to him, Leng Yu Yan was momentarily dazed; by the time she snapped back to reality, her ankle had been caught by his other hand. Leng Yu Yan tried to pull her foot back, but unexpectedly he reached out and tickled the sole of her foot. “Ha ha, that tickles, stop!” “Can’t handle even this?” He lazily lifted his eyelids, his deep-set phoenix eyes locking onto hers. Something indeterminate but meaningful seemed to flicker in his gaze, prompting Leng Yu Yan to instinctively scoot back, even biting her lower lip. “Don’t bite so hard.” Ye Yiheng reached out to hold her chin, “Be good, open your mouth.” Instinctively, she released her lower lip, her startled doe-like eyes fixed on him. “Are you still afraid of me?” Ye Yiheng’s handsome brows slightly furrowed as he asked in a faint voice. She shook her head, “No, no.” It was what he had just said, she had heard it countless times in her dreams. Those dream scenarios, too harrowing, the same words spoken by him in her dreams, always caused a blunt feeling in her heart, and made her whole body tense and tremble. Now hearing it in reality, she still couldn’t help but shrink back. Ye Yiheng withdrew his hand and went into the bathroom by himself. She was still afraid of him, and for what reason, he was utterly baffled. Leng Yu Yan then simply lay flat on the bed. The atmosphere just now was peculiar, combined with the dreams being of her past life, where he had already taken root in her subconscious, this made her not want to face him who would soon sleep beside her. She commanded herself to fall asleep quickly. Yet, with eyes wide open, staring blankly at the canopy counting stars and sheep, she just couldn’t fall asleep. Less than a quarter of an hour later, Ye Yiheng came out of the bathroom. Leng Yu Yan immediately pretended to be asleep. He lay down next to her ever so gently, turned on his side, and stared closely at her cheek, “Asleep?” A thought crossed her mind and, mustering up courage, Leng Yu Yan nudged towards his side and pretended to unconsciously wrap her arms around his neck. The sudden movement made Ye Yiheng stiffen, but then he realized, the woman must be truly asleep. Only when she was asleep would she lean on him , and if she were awake, she would prefer being miles away from him. He went along with it and wrapped his arms around her slender waist, as usual measuring with his hand, and murmured softly, “The waist is getting even thinner, won’t need to take the wedding dress in again in a dozen days or so, right?” Hearing this, Leng Yu Yan quickly grabbed his hand and sat up, “Ye Yiheng, I’ve caught you red-handed!” She had fooled him, Ye Yiheng swallowed and lowered his eyes to hide a fleeting sense of guilt and panic, “What do you mean?” Leng Yu Yan looked down at her waist, gesturing with her hands around her waist, “You measured , !” Waist measurements should be taken like that, it was easy to imagine how the bust measurements were obtained. Leng Yu Yan crossed her hands over her chest, wanting to cry but unable to bring out any tears, so she lowered her voice and accused, “You’re taking advantage of me!” Knowing what she was referring to, Ye Yiheng raised his hands, “I didn’t touch you when measuring.” “How can you measure accurately without touching?” Leng Yu Yan was both embarrassed and annoyed, unable to continue she simply lay down and pulled the blankets over her head. Thinking it over, she got angry again and grumbled loudly, “I kindly took you in, and you take advantage when I’m asleep.” Ye Yiheng hugged her along with the blanket tightly, and carefully exposed her head, his voice hoarse as he explained, “I’ve always been holding back, truly.” She blurted out, not quite understanding, “What does holding back mean?” “I like you, don’t you get it?” Leng Yu Yan seemed to understand, but not fully grasping his deep meaning, wrestled to free herself from his hold, “I don’t understand, just say it.” He held her even tighter, restraining himself, “Before our marriage, I’ve been holding back, not taking liberties with you, do you understand?” She was on the verge of tears, “But didn’t you tell me you had a hidden illness and couldn’t consummate the marriage?” Finally hitting on this issue, Ye Yiheng really feared she would refuse to marry him, so he lowered his voice, “It’s true, but I am still a man, right?” Upon hearing this, she fell silent. Ye Yiheng turned her body towards him, pecked her forehead with a light kiss, his voice even lower and deeper, “Though I have this hidden illness, the desire to be close to you still exists, do you understand?” Leng Yu Yan looked at him blankly, eyes slowly welling up with tears, “Do you really want to take advantage of me?”