By the time she realized what she was touching, Ye Yiheng had already closed his eyes, and the patting motion on her shoulder had also stopped.
Leng Yu Yan softly asked, "Your Highness, have you fallen asleep?"
The answer to her question was his light and even breathing.
Thus, she listened closely to his heartbeat, only to find that it was steady and strong, slow and rhythmical; he was indeed asleep. Her brows furrowed in concern. What should she do?
Should she help him put on his pajamas?
He had been very busy these days and needed more rest. If she were to help him dress, it would inevitably wake him up. Maybe she should just let him sleep like this?
Moreover, tonight, she really didn't want to see it a second time.
With that thought in mind, she got out of bed to turn off the light.
When she climbed back into bed, she cautiously lifted only a corner of the thin blanket covering him; she didn't dare to pull too much, just enough to cover his abdomen.
