Chapter 618: Chapter 618: Entwined Necks Zhang Yuming quickly said, “Of course, it’s not considered a grievance; as long as my cousin is happy.” The cousin, delicate and beautiful like the flowers and jade, was once intended by his grandmother to be matched with him, but solely due to his own cowardice, he ended up being led by the nose by his mother… This missed opportunity was for a lifetime. Vaguely, a touch of sourness emerged in his heart. His cousin had always been extremely beautiful, even more stunning that year when he saw her in Jiangzhou, now a year later, she looked even more irresistibly beautiful, delicately charming. Just standing there, speaking in such a light tone, she seemed clear-eyed and loving, exuding a charm so vivid and enticing. Sneaking another glance, Zhang Yuming’s heart’s sourness gradually turned into a dull numbness. It was at this moment that Ye Yiheng arrived. As he stepped into the Yanyue Residence, he noticed an outsider through the eye veil and quickly held onto Song Guo’s arm. Song Guo, quick-witted, cleared his throat and loudly announced, “The Crown Prince has arrived—” Zhang Yuming advanced a few steps and bowed, “Greetings, Your Highness!” “Rise,” Ye Yiheng said in a faint voice. Leng Yu Yan approached Ye Yiheng, introducing, “Your Highness, this is my cousin from my maternal grandparents’ side, who belongs to the Zhang Family you visited last year.” Ye Yiheng gave Zhang Yuming a faint nod, then, as if no one else was present, he turned his head and whispered to Leng Yu Yan. Their bodies in close proximity, his whisper in her ear resembled the tender murmurs between lovers. Leng Yu Yan didn’t hear what Ye Yiheng was saying at all. She blinked her beautiful eyes and gently parted her pretty red lips, “What did Your Highness say?” Feeling he meant to whisper, she leaned closer to him, tip-toeing as she brought her ear an inch closer to his lips. Their distance lessened once more, Ye Yiheng seemed satisfied with Leng Yu Yan’s response, his lips slightly curving, “I said…” Lai Ran looked up to the sky, thankful he knew the Crown Prince was unworthy; otherwise, the feeling that his treasure was about to be taken by a pig would truly break his heart. Zhang Yuming stood frozen, the sour numbness in his heart instantly turning into a dull pain of despair. Only now did he clearly understand his regret. He regretted his attitude last year, regretted his own cowardice. Lai Ran coughed into his fist, and catching a glimpse of Zhang Yuming’s embarrassed expression, he spoke, “Yu Ming, right? Why don’t you come with me to the guesthouse first, how does that sound?” Zhang Yuming composed himself, “Thank you, Prince, for your troubles!” Lai Ran gestured invitingly, casting a glance at Ye Yiheng before he stepped out of Yanyue Residence. If the situation hadn’t been awkward, where would the need have been for him to personally lead someone to the guest house? Lai Ran pondered once more, feeling rather uneasy; that Crown Prince, his thoughts seemed improper indeed. But on reflection, it made sense—his daughter’s beauty was incomparable, even an “Immortal” like the Crown Prince couldn’t remain indifferent. Zhang Yuming lowered his head, his steps as disordered and regretful as his heart at this moment. After Lai Ran and Zhang Yuming left the Yanyue Residence, Leng Yu Yan caught Ye Yiheng by the sleeve, “Your Highness, what did you just say? I couldn’t hear anything.” The source of this content ɪs 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡~𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙚~𝙣𝙚𝙩 Ye Yiheng looked down at the delicate white hand on his sleeve and spoke softly, “I didn’t actually say anything.” Leng Yu Yan realized, “You did that just to drive him away, didn’t you?” “It seems so,” he replied. Ye Yiheng lazily lifted his eyelids, looking at her face. Her beauty was stunning and unparalleled—he sincerely wished he could dig out the eyes of all the men in the world. Especially that Zhang Yuming. Song Guo chuckled and played the peacemaker, “Commandery Princess, His Highness is just jealous.” “Who gets jealous like that? Second Cousin came to deliver a wedding gift.” Leng Yu Yan pursed her lips and lifted her chin toward two large boxes on the ground, “See, they’re right here.” Ye Yiheng’s expression remained indifferent, “Oh, so he came to share in the wedding joy.” “Then why are you jealous?” Leng Yu Yan chided. Hearing the playful tone in her voice, Ye Yiheng’s usually reserved face suddenly softened, “Kiss me.” “How can you be so shameless?” Leng Yu Yan pointed at the people standing in the courtyard, “Everyone is watching!” Miao Zhu and Song Guo stood beside Spring, Summer, Autumn, and Winter under the eaves, all of them smiling as they watched the couple. Ye Yiheng asked sternly, “Is someone watching?” “No one is watching,” Miao Zhu and the other five replied unusually in unison. Leng Yu Yan laughed, “Are you all scheming something?” Saying this, she moved a couple of steps to the side, “Why have you come, Your Highness?” Ye Yiheng followed slowly, “We shouldn’t see each other three days before the wedding.” Hearing this, Leng Yu Yan suddenly realized how quickly the days had passed; excluding today, there were only three days left until their grand wedding. This made her somewhat nervous. Getting married felt strange and elusive; she couldn’t quite grasp the feeling. But she was definitely nervous! She suddenly turned around and asked seriously, “Your Highness, are you nervous?” Ye Yiheng stopped, “What’s wrong?” “I suddenly feel so nervous. I always thought marriage was far off, but now it’s only three days until ours.” She was genuinely nervous, inexplicably so… “I’m not nervous,” Ye Yiheng reassured her as he took her hand gently, “You shouldn’t be nervous either; I don’t bite.” Their eyes met, and Ye Yiheng smiled faintly, concealing the hint of a wolfish gleam that almost appeared in his eyes. Leng Yu Yan let out an “Oh,” took a deep breath, and exhaled slowly before saying, “It’s not like I haven’t stayed in the Eastern Palace before. There’s nothing to be nervous about, right?” She quickly nodded, answering her own question, “Right, I’ve lived in Tingfeng Garden for so long, I’m used to it.” Hearing this, Ye Yiheng’s handsome brows furrowed slightly, “You want to live in Tingfeng Garden after moving to the Eastern Palace?” “I’ve heard that couples often argue, and living apart can help cool things down. Besides, Tingfeng Garden is quiet, and I like it,” Leng Yu Yan explained, “Tingfeng Garden even has my study.” “I commanded that your study be moved to our bedroom.” “No need, no need, your study is in the small tower, mine is in Tingfeng Garden, I think it’s quite good.” Ye Yiheng didn’t continue the conversation, as he had said he would comply with her preferences. At the same time, he couldn’t help but secretly wonder—had she sensed something that made her nervous? Two days later, Elder Mrs. Zhang and her son Zhang Ruohai arrived in the capital. Zhang Yuming greeted them at the pier, and once they boarded the horse carriage, He discussed the situation of Princess Zhenbei. “Given the circumstances, I am staying in the guesthouse of the Prince Mansion. When the Princess asks, I present myself as a friend of my cousin.” After a short pause, Zhang Yuming continued, “Grandmother and father, after settling in the Prince Mansion, must be cautious in front of the Princess, although it doesn’t matter much in front of others.” Elder Mrs. Zhang furrowed her brow, “I had intended to have a good talk with the Old Princess Consort and the Princess, but since that’s the case, I must let it go.” She waved her hand dismissively, “Nevermind all that now. As long as Nannan marries smoothly and lives sweetly and happily with the Crown Prince, that’s enough!” When the horse carriage arrived at the entrance of Prince Zhenbei Mansion, Elder Mrs. Zhang, supported by her son and grandson, had just stepped out when she saw her longed-for granddaughter standing at the mansion’s entrance. “Nannan!” Elder Mrs. Zhang called out with a raised hand. Leng Yu Yan was just helping the Yun Family bid farewell to someone; she glanced sideways and saw her maternal grandmother and uncle had arrived.