Chen Jingshu took the document from the shop assistant and glanced at it quickly.

Finding nothing he wanted, he thought, "I've heard that Linglong Pavilion has a kind of ointment that can make people radiant and transform their appearance. I wonder why it's not available today?"

"Is the lady referring to a 'beauty'?"

Chen Jingshu nodded. "Exactly."

"Madam must have heard of the preciousness of a 'beauty,' and since she is so precious, it is naturally impossible to have her every day."

Chen Jingshu found the waiter's explanation somewhat reasonable and didn't suspect anything.

When will it be available?

"Three days later."

"I'll come back in three days. I hope you can save me a bottle."

Upon hearing that a 'beauty' would be auctioned in three days, Chen Jingshu's anger vanished instantly, and even her tone softened considerably.

"I'm sorry, the 'beauty' can only be auctioned, and the highest bidder wins. No specific purchase is allowed. I hope you will be there on time to participate in the auction."

"Okay, I'll come back in three days." Chen Jingshu wasn't interested in the items being auctioned at Linglong Pavilion today, so she got up and left.

After Chen Jingshu left, the waiter immediately disappeared from sight.

"Seventh Pavilion Master, Chen Jingshu has already left and will return in three days. But I don't understand why it has to be three days later?"

A man could be vaguely seen behind the screen; he was tall and slender, as upright as a pine tree.

His eyes were as dark as the night, tinged with a faint chill, and the corners of his lips curled up. "Your Highness has his reasons. You may leave."

However, Anqi didn't know why the prince would make such an arrangement.

Within half a day, An Si received a letter from the distant Yan Kingdom.

An Si stood outside the door, unsure whether he should knock.

Only after his own prince's wedding did he fully understand why the emperor had stopped holding court in the mornings.

It was already well past noon, and the prince and princess had not yet left the house.

It's estimated that the Prince's Mansion will soon have a little prince or princess.

After a night of turmoil, Yan An was indeed exhausted.

However, after soaking in the hot spring, all the fatigue in my body had already disappeared.

Yan An and Yue Xiyuan were sitting on the sofa in the living room, watching "Empresses in the Palace".

Yan An had just discovered this; since the two of them entered the bridal chamber, many new things had appeared in the space.

For example: television —

After pondering for a long time outside the door, An Si finally knocked on the door. "Your Highness, a letter has arrived from Yan Kingdom."

Yue Xiyuan's consciousness flashed, he left the space, and opened the door.

When An Si saw Yue Xiyuan, he was a little surprised. How come the prince was dressed so quickly?

Meeting Suetsu's cold gaze, An Si reacted instantly and handed over the letter.

"Your Highness, a letter has arrived from the Yan Kingdom."

Yue Xiyuan took the letter from An Si, his eyes as cold as ever. "Is there anything else?"

"No, I'll take my leave."

An Si disappeared from Yue Xiyuan's sight in a panic, gently stroking his heart with both hands.

"Oh my goodness, the prince is still the same prince..."

Yue Xiyuan's consciousness flashed, and he returned to the space once again.

After the wedding, Yue Xiyuan could freely enter and exit the space as long as he was by Yan An's side.

On the television, the scene was still paused, showing Yue Xiyuan having just left.

"What's wrong?" Yan An leaned back on the sofa, her smile like that of a spoiled cat, her eyes watery and delicate.

Wol Seok-won strode towards her and sat down beside her.

Yan An rested her head on his lap, like a soft little lamb, wrapped her arms around his waist, and breathed warmly from her mouth.

This made him inexplicably restless, and his breathing became warm and heavy.

"If you keep trying to seduce me like this, you won't be leaving today."

"If you don't want to go out, then you don't have to go out."

Yan An got up and sat on his lap, her hand touching his Adam's apple, which was bobbing up and down unconsciously.

Her little hand tugged at his collar, and she deftly led him inside...

Each strike is an ignition action.

She thought he would be a sheep, but he turned out to be a wolf who had never tasted meat.

Once a wolf has tasted meat, it's hard for it to quit.

Moreover, her wolf... is very powerful!

But... she likes it!

"An'an, you asked for this!"

Yue Xiyuan suddenly ripped open her silk nightgown, and the sound echoed through the space once again.

——

The two were drenched in sweat, and the room was filled with an alluring atmosphere.

"An'an, don't you want to know what's in this letter?"

Wol Seok-won gently stroked her hair and hugged her tightly, as if she were a precious treasure.

"Chen Jingshu went to Linglong Pavilion, wanting to buy a 'beauty'."

Yue Xiyuan gave her a quick kiss on the lips. "An'an is so smart, here's a reward."

"So, is An'an going to sell her?"

"Sell, of course sell! Not only sell, but rip her off big time! Repairing the moat cost the national treasury a lot of money. We shouldn't let such a great victim go to waste."

A calculating smile subtly appeared on Yan An's gently swaying lips.

Only a fool wouldn't make money when it's available.

Yue Xiyuan gave An'an another kiss, "An'an is so cute, let's give her another reward!"

To find something as cute as such scheming words, I guess only Wol Seok-won in the whole world could do that.

"By the way, how is the Emperor of Yan?"

"I've already eaten. My abdication isn't far off; I reckon it'll be in the next few days."

The current Emperor Yan indulges in nightly revelry and has long since neglected state affairs.

The court officials also became Yan Shaoheng's confidants.

The day when the Yan state will change dynasties is not far off.

A leisurely smile spread from the corners of his mouth, and a sigh escaped his throat, "Ah Yuan, it seems the day we get our revenge is just around the corner."

Yue Xiyuan tightened his arms around Yan An. He knew that everything his An An did was for him.

He was poisoned, injured, and framed...

He felt sorry for An'an and kept it all in his heart.

His peace is repaying him little by little.

But he seemed to notice something...

"Say it again..."

"Ah Yuan?" Yan Anwei raised her head slightly, her lips brushing against his chin.

The person in front of her just smiled, pulled her into his arms, and gently stroked the back of her head.

"An'an, it's so good to have you."

Yue Xiyuan is very content; his current life is something he never dared to dream of before.

He once thought that he might die on the battlefield one day in his life.

"I told you, I'd protect you."

"Then I'll have to trouble you, Your Highness."

"No problem!"

As she spoke, Yan An fell into a deep sleep.

Wol Seok-won gently tucked the blanket around her and tenderly kissed her forehead.

He replied to An Qi with a letter: The national treasury is empty, but Chen Jingshu has money.

Yue Xiyuan's divine sense flashed out of the space, and he handed the letter to An Si, saying, "Send the letter to the Yan Kingdom."

"It is Your Highness."