Ye Yiheng held the back of her head and kissed her forehead.
"You can sleep for a while now, we're heading to the Prince Mansion."
"Alright." Leng Yu Yan struggled to leave his embrace, "Your Highness, I'll just lie on the side to sleep."
His hugging felt like holding a child, making her uncomfortable.
"Is it not good for me to hug you while sleeping?"
"Not really, I fear Your Highness might get sore arms holding me all the way."
"You're so light, it's no problem."
His meaning was that he wouldn't let go anyway.
Leng Yu Yan had no choice but to obediently let him hold her. Her body was stiff for a moment, but she eventually moved slightly, found a comfortable position in his embrace, and gradually dozed off.
The carriage arrived at the Prince Zhenbei Mansion just in time for the afternoon.
As soon as the carriage stopped, Leng Yu Yan woke up.
Ye Yiheng asked, "Did you sleep well?"
"Yes, very well."
