When Yan An returned to Zi An Courtyard, Yue Xiyuan was sitting in her room drinking tea.

"You've been to my boudoir more often than I have."

Yue Xiyuan took Yan An's hand and, with a slight pull, Yan An fell into his arms.

"What did you go to do?"

"I went to deliver the medicine and also gave the wig from last time to Sister Nianxia. What brings you here? Is the moat mountain all taken care of?"

Yue Xiyuan hugged Yan An tightly, constantly rubbing Yan An's hands.

"It's all taken care of. The moat has now been lowered by nearly a hundred feet, and the mechanisms and secret passages are completely gone."

"It's a bit of a pity, but it's also good, so it won't be taken advantage of by those with ulterior motives."

"Yes, An'an is right."

Yan An sensed that Yue Xiyuan's emotions seemed a bit off, so she cupped his face in her hands.

"What's wrong? Did something happen?"

"No, nothing's wrong."

"real?"

Yan An was somewhat incredulous that the Regent, who was usually decisive and efficient, could act so petty.

"Well... there is something I need to take care of..."

"...Speak, let's see what's troubling our Regent."

Do you know what day it is in three days?

"What day is it? Let me think about it."

Wol Seok-won's brows furrowed instantly, and the corners of his mouth turned down, making him look extremely aggrieved and causing people to feel sorry for him.

"On such an important day, you still need to think about it!"

"I have so many things to do lately, so of course I need to think about it carefully."

Looking at Yue Xiyuan's aggrieved eyes, Yan An felt that she had gone a bit too far, but it felt so good!

"I'll teach you to lie to me!"

Yan An's subtle expressions were not missed by Yue Xiyuan, who knew she was teasing him.

He scratched Yan An's most ticklish spots with both hands, waiting for her to beg for mercy.

Who would have thought that Yan An would be so patient today? Just as Yue Xiyuan was about to let go of her, Yan An finally couldn't hold back anymore.

"I was wrong, I was wrong..."

"Okay, I forgive you."

Yue Xiyuan's slightly cool, thin lips landed on Yan An's sweet lips, "Consider it compensation!"

"In the next few days, a matron will come to help you try on your wedding dress. Just tell me if you have any requests."

"good."

"Just tell them what they lack or what they like, and let them do it."

"good."

"According to local customs, we cannot meet again for the next few days."

"good."

Without thinking, Yan An blurted out "Okay," and it took him a long time to realize what he had said.

Yue Xiyuan stared intently at Yan An, without even blinking.

"Um... would you believe me if I said I misheard?"

"Do you think I believe you?"

"Guess what I'm guessing, do you believe it or not?"

Are you playing word games with me here?

Looking at Yue Xiyuan's aggrieved expression again, upon closer inspection, his eyes were moist and his lips were trembling slightly.

Wow, this guy's acting is amazing! What am I going to do? I'm totally falling for it!

Yan An didn't say anything, but lowered his head and kissed her. No words could compare to this kind of compensation.

a long time……

"Is the Regent satisfied with this compensation?"

"Satisfied, good, very good!"

"I never expected that our regent would be suppressed by this custom?"

"What has been able to suppress me has never been any custom, but only you. I have never cared about the opinions of the world, but the only thing I care about is you."

A warm feeling flowed through Yan An's heart; she had never made the wrong choice in this person.

When Yue Xiyuan realized that Yan An was no longer moving, he discovered that the person on his body had already fallen asleep.

"I'm really exhausted."

Yue Xiyuan gently lifted Yan An into his arms, holding her close as if she were a precious treasure, and tenderly placed her on the bed.

He tucked the blankets in, kissed her forehead, then her nose, cheeks, and lips...

"An'an, we're finally getting married."

Since nothing else happened, Yan An slept until late morning again.

With a flash of consciousness, Yan An entered the space. The hot spring water was crystal clear, like a mirror, reflecting the surrounding scenery.

A pair of jade-like feet slowly stepped inside, and hot water flowed over her body, making her skin as soft and silky as it was nourished by the water from Tianshan Mountain.

After Yan An had recovered from all her fatigue, she slowly emerged from the hot spring.

"My big bed is still the most comfortable!"

Yan An lay on the Simmons bed, wearing a silk nightgown that outlined her perfect curves, her long, thick, black hair cascading down her back like a waterfall, making her exceptionally sexy.

Yan An suddenly remembered the romance novels she had hidden in the storage room, got up and took them out.

"Perfect for killing time."

One page, two pages, three pages...

Just as Yan An was engrossed in watching, a particularly funny scene made her burst into laughter.

"Hahaha……"

"This person is hilarious... How can there be such a funny person... I've seen people manipulate others, but I've never seen someone manipulate themselves."

Yan An was so engrossed in reading that she wanted to take two pieces of paper from the drawer, but her gaze never left the novel.

"What's this?"

Yan An suddenly felt that there were some new things in the drawer, which seemed to be square.

He picked one up, his eyes wide with shock. "This thing can even have a spatial dimension?"

It seems that every time Yue Xiyuan does something, the things they need will appear in the space in advance.

Pajamas, snacks, food, drinks, wigs...

As Yan An was deep in thought...

Outside the door, "Miss, Miss, the palace maids have come to help you try on your wedding dress."

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