The next morning, Leng Yu Yan woke to find someone half-reclining, flipping through her script.
From his focused expression, it seemed as though he was researching some kind of academic subject.
He couldn't possibly be seriously researching the princess's escape strategy in the script, could he?
Feeling a rustle in the bed, Ye Yiheng shifted his gaze to the side, "Awake?"
Leng Yu Yan, who hadn't spoken since awakening, found her voice unexpectedly low and mesmerizing, which left her momentarily stunned.
She promptly sat up and pointed at the script, "How goes your research? Any insights?"
Ye Yiheng closed the script and placed it by the bed, "Quite boring."
Leng Yu Yan arched an eyebrow, 'Boring' yet he seemed so engrossed?
Males and their deceitful tongue.
"It's still early, you should sleep some more," Ye Yiheng got out of bed, "I have some matters to handle with your elder brother."
"Alright," Leng Yu Yan lay back down, watching him dress alone.
