After struggling for a long time, Yue Xiyuan carried Yan An to the bathroom.

The steaming hot water vapor made people blush.

Yan An then realized that something was wrong; once you've tasted meat, there's no going back.

"I'll wash myself, you can go out first."

Before Yue Xiyuan could refuse, Yan An had already pushed her out of the bathroom.

A door blocked their way. Yue Xiyuan's eyes were filled with tenderness, and the corners of his mouth were upturned as if overflowing with affection.

"I'll let you off the hook for now."

After Yue Xiyuan washed up outside, the two of them left the space.

"Bai Tao, go prepare lunch."

"Yes, Your Highness."

"I thought the prince and princess weren't going out today."

Bai Tao pulled Bai Lan to the east kitchen, glancing back at the room every now and then. Only when she didn't see Yan An did she feel relieved and whisper to Bai Lan.

"What are you thinking about all day long! It seems we really should ask the Princess to find you a good marriage."

Bai Tao, teased by Bai Lan, pursed her lips shyly, "I don't want to! I want to stay by the Princess's side for the rest of my life and never get married."

Yue Xiyuan's gaze was tender and gentle as he stared intently at Yan An.

Why are you looking at me like that? Do you think I have something to eat on my face?

Yan An's gentle gaze blossomed like flower petals.

"An'an is the most delicious thing in the world."

Yue Xiyuan handed Yan An a cup of tea, his fingers brushing through the stray hairs at her temples.

"Your Highness, Your Highness, lunch is ready."

The royal family of the Moon Kingdom has always advocated against extravagance and waste, so they prepared four dishes and a soup.

As Yan An ate, Yue Xiyuan served the dishes, and Bai Tao shone brightly like a light bulb.

"This servant takes her leave."

[It's still An'an, unlike An Si, who has absolutely no sense of observation.]

An Si suddenly sneezed in the Linglong Pavilion. "Who's been talking about me again?"

"Perhaps it's a prince."

An Si shuddered. "No, no, An San, don't say that. I'm scared. You should have this good fortune."

Thinking of his lord, An Si felt as if a thunderbolt had struck his head, and his heart pounded like a drum.

Yan An put down her chopsticks and said, "I'm so full."

"Want to go out for a walk to digest your food?"

“Okay.” Yan An’s eyes shone brightly like stars, and his face showed barely suppressed excitement and anticipation.

"But shouldn't we go and pay our respects to the Empress Dowager?"

Yan An knew that the nanny had not taught her palace etiquette before the wedding, and she knew that Yue Xiyuan must have been trying to prevent her from being bound by these rules.

But Yan An knew that he had to pay his respects to his parents on the second day of his wedding.

"No need. My mother specifically instructed me to take good care of you and not to go to the palace."

Yue Xiyuan extended his right hand, grasped Yan An's hand tightly, and kissed it gently in a very tender voice.

"Prepare the carriage with Angelica dahurica."

"How about we go horseback riding?"

Yan An had a sudden inspiration: Xiao Hei had been kept in the stable for a long time, and it was time to take it out for a walk.

"Whatever An'an says goes."

"Okay, then let's ride Little Black out for a picnic."

"Little Black?"

"Yes, it's the black horse you gave me. It's all black, so of course it's called Little Black. Isn't Little Black a nice name?"

Yue Xiyuan chuckled silently, then sighed helplessly. "We can't leave naming the kids to An'an anymore."

“That sounds nice. Your horse is called Little Black, and my horse is called Big Black. What a coincidence.”

Chi, in the stable, was unaware that his master had changed his name without his permission for the sake of his wife.

"Otherwise, we're the ones with good taste."

Yan An smiled slightly, quite pleased with the name she had chosen.

Yue Xiyuan led Yan An to the stable, where Dahei and Xiaohei, having eaten and drunk their fill, played together.

Are they that close?

"They are brothers born of the same mother, but Big Black is more suited to the battlefield. This is the first time they have met since Little Black was given to you."

"Don't worry, Xiao Hei. From now on, I'll let you live with your older brother, Da Hei, every day."

Yan An gently stroked Xiao Hei's fur, speaking softly.

As if understanding that Yan An was calling him Dahei, Dahei roared to the sky, raised its front paws and slammed them heavily on the ground, venting its dissatisfaction.

Yan An was startled by Dahei's sudden action.

"What happened to Big Black?"

Yan An had little contact with horses and was naturally unaware of their behavior.

"It's okay. It feels warm when it hears you call it Big Black. It means it likes you."

"Really? Big Black is such a good boy." Yan An turned around and gently stroked Big Black.

Yue Xiyuan lowered his eyes, his expression darkening slightly. His dangerous gaze swept coldly over Dahei, his eyes carrying a warning.

The threatened Big Black instantly wilted, lowered its proud head, and nuzzled against Yan An.

"Yue Xiyuan, it really likes me."

"How could anyone not like An'an, who is so beautiful and dashing?"

"I've noticed that you're becoming more and more eloquent, but I like it."

Yan An mounted his horse and said, "Giddy up! Yue Xiyuan, I'm going first! Let's see if you can catch up with me."

Yue Xiyuan, holding Dahei's hand, smiled and looked tenderly at Yan An as she walked away.

"Let's go, Big Black." Yue Xiyuan mounted his horse and rode away.

From that moment on, Big Black said goodbye to Red forever.

After leaving the capital, the two rode their horses at full speed and arrived at the courtyard in the suburbs.

Maple leaves, reddened by frost, stretch across the river in the deep glow of the setting sun. The maple leaves under the evening glow dye the mountains and rivers red, and the vibrant red shimmers with the light of the setting sun. Every vein on the maple leaves radiates a dazzling light.

"I stop my carriage to admire the maple forest at dusk; the frosted leaves are redder than February flowers. If only I had a camera at this moment."

Yan An looked around and, apart from the maple trees, it didn't look like it hadn't been tended to for a long time.

"Someone comes to clean this place every day."

"What are the maple leaves here?"

"Didn't you once say that you loved the road near your school the most when you were in school, where the leaves would fall and turn red like fire in the autumn?"

Yan An's heart skipped a beat, and she gently kissed the corner of his lips.

His smile was like the rising sun, warm and bright, making her feel incredibly at ease.

Wol Seok-won gently embraced her waist, deepening the kiss before finally releasing her.

"Perhaps Yue Xiyuan didn't understand what love was before. An'an, thank you for letting me understand and feel it. I used to think that I belonged to the battlefield, but now I only belong to you."

A crystal tear rolled down Yan An's cheek and gently slid to her lips.

That tear wasn't salty; it was sweet.

The two lay on the grass covered with maple leaves, their hands clasped tightly. "It's been so long since I've felt this relaxed."