Capítulo 727: Chapter 727: I’ll Help You Dress Up Alone As soon as the words left her mouth, she realized they were suggestive and quickly covered her lips. Ye Yiheng chuckled softly, his voice tinged with interest, “What are you thinking about?” “I wasn’t thinking about anything.” “Then why cover your mouth?” Leng Yu Yan pondered and said, “Although there’s no light in the room, the window is open, which is kind of scary.” By that time, the sky had darkened, and nothing could be seen from the outside looking in, especially since the bath was screened off. And the person sitting in the bath could peer through the gaps at the end of the screen to view the scenery along the shore. Despite this, Leng Yu Yan still felt a vague sense of panic. In the dim light, Ye Yiheng stretched his hands under her arms. She pushed him, exclaiming, “Ah, what are you doing?” The man lifted her and seated her on his own legs, “Aren’t you scared? I will protect you.” Leng Yu Yan was stiff all over, daring not to move, and even her speech was stammering, “Well, I, I, I just think having the window open is frightening, even though there’s no one walking around outside and no lights on in the room.” At that moment, him holding her like that, her skin touching his, only made her more frightened. She’d broken into a light sweat while running earlier, her body cool, while his was surprisingly burning hot. Sitting on his lap made the alcohol she’d drunk to bolster her courage completely digest away. She was really timid. Ye Yiheng patted her lower back, “You sit here for a minute, I’ll be right back.” With that, he shifted her aside and got out of the bath… Water splashed everywhere, and even more petals overflowed. “Where are you going?” She leaned over the side of the bath and looked at his figure from the corner of the screen. His pale skin was still visible even in the dim light. Broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and long legs, coupled with just the right amount of muscular definition, exuded a tension filled with hormones. Honestly, not looking him in the face, she felt a strange sense of ease. Leng Yu Yan simply tilted her head to stare at his retreating figure. Ye Yiheng walked to the window and began to draw the gauze curtains one by one, darkening the room further. The gentle breeze outside brought a dance to the light gauzy curtains. It was somewhat dreamlike, somewhat illusory. At that moment, Leng Yu Yan, watching the curtains flutter in the breeze, rested her folded arms on the edge of the bath, leaning her head to one side atop her arms, leaving half her back exposed above the water surface. Suddenly, he patted her back, and she hurriedly submerged herself in the water. “You can’t see the scenery with the curtains drawn, do you mind?” he said as he got back into the bath. He naturally took hold of her waist and seated her again on his legs. The warmth of the skin on his legs was hard to ignore, Leng Yu Yan’s ears began to redden as she whispered softly, “I don’t mind. Besides, I’ve already seen the scenery, it’s just that…” Ye Yiheng’s voice was inexplicably husky. Follow current novels on 𝗻𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹·𝑓𝑖𝑟𝑒·𝗇𝗲𝘁 The woman in his arms blushed attractively, her skin soft and delicate, making it difficult for him to let go of her waist, his body a gathering heat that the breeze could not disperse, nor the water cool. “Can we just sit separately, please?” “The bath is cramped; this is the only way.” “But…” her voice was tender and delicate, “I’m really not used to it.” Hearing this, the man laughed and said, “You’ll get used to it with more such experiences.” Leng Yu Yan was unsure where to place her hands, and in her awkwardness, she wanted to escape, if only to sit to one side. So she reached for the side of the bath, trying to shift away from his legs. But unexpectedly, the man pressed down on her waist and said in a deep voice, “Don’t move.” “Or is it,” he added, “that Yanyan wants to consummate our marriage here?” Just this one sentence left Leng Yu Yan stunned. She had considered the likelihood that something might happen on the pleasure boat overnight, which is why she drank. But what she had imagined was that something might happen on the bed of the pleasure boat. Currently, she found herself in a situation she had not anticipated at all. Thinking of this, she stiffened, her slender back tensed straight, not daring to move an inch, nor to speak another word. Ye Yiheng whispered into her ear, “I don’t bite. What are you so nervous about?” Yet, as he spoke, his hands began to wander… After a long while, Ye Yiheng wrapped her in a large cotton towel and carried her to the bed. Leng Yu Yan had no desire to recall how long she had been playfully entwined with him in the bath barrel, nor how wandering his hands had been. Quite exhausted, as soon as her head hit the pillow, she fell fast asleep. When she woke up the next day, the sky was already bright. In a daze, remembering she wore nothing the night before, Leng Yu Yan hastily lifted the thin blanket to check. “I helped you put on clothes,” a man’s mischievous voice rang by her ear. Leng Yu Yan’s cheeks flushed a slight red as she glared at him. “Aren’t you going to thank me?” he asked. “Thank you, oh,” said Leng Yu Yan, her mind flashing back to the intimate scenes under the hazy night, hurrying off the bed, “I want to return to the Eastern Palace now.” “Not staying another night on the pleasure boat?” Ye Yiheng sat up in bed and looked at her leisurely. She shook her head: “No.” He got out of bed and asked her, “Do you feel sick from the boat?” “Your Highness made preparations, the pleasure boat moves steadily, I’m not seasick.” He walked over to her, looked down into her eyes, “Then what is it?” She lowered her eyes, “I’m not comfortable staying overnight on the water.” Ye Yiheng laughed heartily, “You slept like a pig during the night, and you say you’re not comfortable?” Outside, Song Guo and Miao Zhu, who were waiting, heard noises from the room and pushed the door to enter and serve. Together they moved the screen by the bath barrel aside, unexpectedly seeing petals all over the floor and obvious marks of water. Peeking into the bath barrel, they found only half a tub of water left. Miao Zhu gave Song Guo a thumbs up, whispering, “That was smart, buying that bath barrel.” Song Guo’s lips carried a smirk as she modestly responded, “Oh, it was nothing!” Their conversation was heard clearly by Ye Yiheng, while Leng Yu Yan vaguely caught snippets of their muttering, yet it was indistinct. She turned her head to look at them, seeing their suggestive smiles, then raised her voice, “It’s not what you’re thinking!” Miao Zhu and Song Guo, however, laughed even more knowingly, as if they understood everything. Leng Yu Yan glared at the person beside her, “Your Highness, I really do want to go back to the Eastern Palace now.” At the very least, the bathing pool in the Eastern Palace was much, much larger. Ye Yiheng smiled indulgently, “Alright, as you wish.” After having breakfast on the pleasure boat and sailing it back to the dock, it was nearing noon by the time they returned to the Eastern Palace by horse carriage. Ye Yiheng, holding Leng Yu Yan’s hand, stepped down from the carriage as a couple. The moment their feet touched the ground, they saw a man kneeling at the entrance of the Eastern Palace. The man was bare-chested with thorny branches strapped to his back. Quick-witted, Song Guo went forward to scold, “Who goes there?” The sun seemed harsh, as if the man had been kneeling for quite some time. At the sound of scolding, he woke up and turned around, “Your Highnesses, it is my fault. Lai Manting has been abducted.” Only then did Leng Yu Yan recognize the man as Mi Xinrong. “What happened?” she asked. “Yesterday afternoon, Xinmei woke up, and I fed her some rice soup. Once her condition improved, I discussed with her how to deal with Lai Manting. Xinmei’s intention was to personally plunge the knife into Lai Manting’s heart, but I thought Xinmei has just awoken and might not have the strength, so I suggested she rest some more,” Mi Xinrong said regretfully. “Who would have thought that during the night, someone would abduct Lai Manting? There were several of them, and I had to protect Xinmei, unable to fight back, which is how Lai Manting escaped.”