Leng Yu Yan had slept well throughout the night. Although she awoke late, when the sun was already three poles high, her mood was particularly good. Ever since a certain someone had secured the position of the Crown Prince, official duties had become quite busy. At the moment, since that person was not in the bedroom, Leng Yu Yan was not anxious and leisurely enjoyed her breakfast. However, unexpectedly, Song Guo rushed in to report, "Crown Princess Consort, something’s wrong." Seizing the opportunity, Miao Zhu spoke to him, "Would you please clarify what’s wrong?" Song Guo, without even looking at Miao Zhu, went straight to Leng Yu Yan, and saluting, he announced, "Princess Wen Yi has arrived at the Eastern Palace, and she is currently heading towards the library in the small building." "Uninvited?" Leng Yu Yan’s brows furrowed. Song Guo sneered, "Isn’t that precisely an uninvited visit?" Miao Zhu frowned, annoyed at this dead eunuch who had not spoken to her for days. If he wouldn’t speak, then so be it. What’s there for a eunuch to be proud of! Leng Yu Yan picked up a crystal dumpling and chewed thoughtfully before asking, "What do you think, should I go before His Highness?" Rarely in agreement, Song Guo and Miao Zhu simultaneously exclaimed, "Go!" The two exchanged glances and disdainfully looked away from each other. Leng Yu Yan put down her chopsticks, "Then, let’s go." That person was her husband, and as his wife, she naturally should protect her rights as a wife. The trio left the bedroom, their steps in unison as they walked towards the small building. In the library of the small building at that moment, Ye Yiheng saw Baili Wen Yi approaching, seemingly not surprised. Baili Wen Yi noticed that he had removed his eye veil and smiled slightly. This was the first time she was seeing his eyes. His eyes were narrow and elongated, seemingly containing galaxies within them, beautiful enough to make her want to keep staring. Ye Yiheng spoke faintly, "Princess, do you have business here?" For the first time, Baili Wen Yi exhibited a young woman’s coy hesitation, pausing for a long while before moving again. Her steps were awkward. Having been accustomed to acting decisively like the Imperial Princess, she usually carried herself with boldness like a man and had forgotten how a young lady ought to walk. After a moment’s thought, she said, "I came here to inquire if Tiancheng registers and records all foreign visitors in each state and county?" "Of course," Ye Yiheng lowered his gaze, continuing with the official business in his hands. "There have been several fugitives from Nandian who likely fled to Tiancheng. I would like to request the Crown Prince’s help in obtaining the list of people from Nandian who have come to Tiancheng," she continued. "I’m afraid that cannot be done," Ye Yiheng bluntly refused. "Being fugitives from Nandian, even if they came to Tiancheng, they would surely have changed their names." Baili Wen Yi knew her request was too much but she just wanted to take another look at his beautiful eyes. Ye Yiheng lazily raised his eyelids and added, "Even if the Princess’s request could be fulfilled, gathering information from so many states and counties in the whole of Tiancheng would take months." Baili Wen Yi nodded, "Hearing the Crown Prince say so, Wen Yi feels deeply ashamed." As she spoke, she gazed into his eyes, "The Crown Prince can see now; I wonder, in the eyes of the Crown Prince, how do I differ from two years ago?" Ye Yiheng responded coolly, "Two years ago, I was a man blinded." Baili Wen Yi’s eyes burned with intensity as she straightforwardly asked, "Wen Yi means to ask about the time two years ago when we played xiangqi together, the Crown Prince surely must have wondered what his opponent looked like, hadn’t he?" Ye Yiheng almost coldly replied, "I really hadn’t thought about it." "This..." Baili Wen Yi laughed awkwardly, "Then, Wen Yi would like to inquire, did the Crown Prince ever imagine what the Crown Princess Consort looked like before their grand wedding?" Recalling the events from the beginning of last year, when Leng Yu Yan entered the palace, Ye Yiheng remembered. At that time, his eye disease had flared up, rendering him unable to see. Relying solely on Jian Lecheng’s descriptions, he had indeed imagined what Leng Yu Yan might look like. So he nodded, "When Father Emperor first arranged marriage between Yanyan and me, I had thoughts about it." This statement made Princess Wen Yi jealous, nearly shattering her pride and self-esteem as the presumed Imperial Princess. She smiled, masking her awkwardness. "Then I’m curious, does the appearance of the Crown Princess Consort match what the Crown Prince initially imagined?" Ye Yiheng replied indifferently, "No, it does not." Princess Wen Yi was overjoyed inside, but it didn’t show on her face. Follow current novᴇls on 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭·𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘦·𝘯𝘦𝘵 It seems that even if Leng Yu Yan is beautiful, she didn’t catch Ye Yiheng’s eyes. Just as she felt this joy, Ye Yiheng added, "I had imagined her appearance to be quite terrible, but now that I can see, her appearance has deeply captured my heart!" These were all true words. Having encountered many people, Princess Wen Yi could detect some clues in someone as skilled in keeping a low profile as Ye Yiheng. The sincerity of Ye Yiheng’s words at this moment sent a chill through her heart. Initially, she wanted to ask whose beauty surpassed the other between herself and Leng Yu Yan, but she found herself unable to speak those words. Perhaps it was because Leng Yu Yan had spent a long time with him. Even if one raises a cat or dog, one develops feelings for them—it was likely for this reason Ye Yiheng spoke so. Would he develop feelings for her if they spent more time together? With this thought, Princess Wen Yi smiled, "Now that the Crown Prince’s vision has returned, perhaps we can have another chess match another day, what do you think?" Just then, the voice of Leng Yu Yan came, "My husband disappeared early in the morning, and Yanyan is very annoyed." Her tone carried a hint of reproach, but her voice was exceptionally sweet. Ye Yiheng, supporting his forehead, smiled lightly, feeling unexpectedly good. A certain lady finally called him "husband" in front of others. Princess Wen Yi turned her head, only to see a young woman in a peach pink chest-level skirt walking gracefully towards them. Her figure was graceful and beautiful, with bright brows, sparkling eyes, rosy cheeks, and a smile, possessing a breathtaking beauty that could overturn states. She matched the woman previously drying peaches outside the bedroom. Princess Wen Yi hadn’t expected that the woman she saw earlier, occupying herself with such rustic tasks, could now, upon closer look, show no trace of rusticity at all, exuding an ethereal fairy-like charm. Seeing Princess Wen Yi, Leng Yu Yan gave a slight nod and continued walking towards Ye Yiheng. Ye Yiheng stood up and slightly opened his arms, his deep phoenix eyes directly meeting Leng Yu Yan’s. He wanted to see if she would throw herself into his arms. As he expected, Leng Yu Yan quickly walked a few steps and threw herself into his embrace. Leng Yu Yan, covering her face, said in distress, "Yanyan had a nightmare, woke up, and you were not by my side, Yanyan was so scared." Ye Yiheng, embracing her soft body, naturally wrapped his arms around her waist, gently patting her back, "It’s my fault. From now on, I will definitely spend more nights with you." "Really?" Leng Yu Yan’s eyes, gleaming like water, stared intently at him. "Thinking about the nightmare, Yanyan is still very scared." Ye Yiheng softly comforted, "Don’t be afraid, don’t be afraid, with me here, Yanyan need not fear." Unable to bear such mushy words, Princess Wen Yi coughed. "Crown Prince, Crown Princess Consort, I just remembered that there are still many matters I need to deal with, so I will take my leave first." Ye Yiheng responded indifferently, "Fine." He then ordered someone to escort the guest out. Once Princess Wen Yi had left the pavilion, Leng Yu Yan pushed someone away. Ye Yiheng chuckled briefly, "The performance is over, and you no longer need me?" Leng Yu Yan tugged at the corner of her lip, huffing, "Your Highness is indeed my husband. I was concerned that another woman might seduce Your Highness away, which prompted my earlier actions. Isn’t that permissible?" Ye Yiheng, his elegant fingers lifting her chin, replied with a burning gaze, "The charm-spreading fairy is here; this fairy has spirited away my heart. I have no room left for other women."