After being reborn, I went on a killing spree in the imperial court.

Their laughter and chatter faded, plunging them into silence.

Cao Yuan noticed Chu Yan's unusual expression and asked, "What are you thinking about?"

Chu Yan's dejected eyes lit up again as he changed the subject, holding up the wedding dress to Cao Yuan.

"I'm thinking how beautiful you would look in this dress."

"Does that mean I won't look good if I don't wear it?" Cao Yuan raised her delicate face, tilted her head slightly, and looked at Chu Yan with a hint of dissatisfaction and doubt in her eyes.

Just then, Chu Yan suddenly took a step forward, instantly closing the distance between them. A smug smile played on his lips as he nodded gently and said slowly, "Even if A Yuan wore nothing, she would still be extremely beautiful!"

Upon hearing this, Cao Yuan was both ashamed and angry. She glared at the outspoken man in front of her, her cheeks flushing red, as luscious as a ripe apple.

"You! You're a complete scoundrel!" She stomped her foot, put her hands on her hips, and looked furious.

"What are you afraid of? You'll be my wife soon!"

Cao Yuan turned to the side, fidgeting, "Who said I'm your wife? I never agreed to marry you!"

Chu Yan was displeased and anxiously pressed, "Why are you unwilling? Didn't you say you would marry me last night? You can't go back on your word!"

Cao Yuan stubbornly argued, "I was forced to do it last night, so it doesn't count!"

"How can you expect me to be satisfied with just a wedding dress, after all?"

Chu Yan hugged her from behind.

Cao Yuan turned her head and glanced at him out of the corner of her eye.

"Ah Yuan, I'm sorry to trouble you, the conditions here are limited. And my identity is also..."

"Given your current status as Crown Prince, don't you have a Crown Princess?"

"I will not become a concubine!"

Chu Yan explained, "I didn't, I swear!"

"I... I do have a Crown Princess, but... but she was arranged for me by my Imperial Uncle after I left Shu. I haven't even spoken to her yet."

"I have never touched another woman, I swear! I haven't even had a concubine!"

Cao Yuan smiled and said, "Then your job as crown prince is not as good as that of an ordinary official in Wei."

"Okay, A-Yuan! Stop making fun of me!"

Chu Yan whispered in Cao Yuan's ear, his warm breath making her feel a little flustered. Seeing the redness in the corners of his eyes, Cao Yuan began to wonder if she had spoken too harshly.

"Whether you believe it or not, Ah Yuan, you are my only wife, Chu Yan. I will give you the grandest wedding in the future."

Even if I had a million choices, my heart would always choose you.

Chu Yan gazed intently at the woman before him, his eyes filled with deep affection and unwavering determination, as if he wanted to convey all the emotions deep within his heart to her. His eyes gradually deepened, like a bottomless lake, captivating all who looked upon them.

He slowly reached out and gently and carefully took Cao Yuan's slender and delicate hand in his, then slowly brought it to his lips and gently placed a tender kiss on it.

At this moment, Cao Yuan's heart was also filled with turmoil. When she felt Chu Yan's burning gaze and the light kiss on her hand, a shy blush rose on her face, as beautiful and charming as a peach blossom in spring.

A gust of cold wind blew by, and Chu Yan took her hands and rubbed them together.

"Cold?"

Before Cao Yuan could speak, Ying Xianren said disdainfully from afar, "Aren't you two cold? Can't you consider how I feel?"

Cao Yuan withdrew her hand, and the two of them stood there dumbfounded, like children whose feelings had been exposed by their elders.

"Master!" Chu Yan obediently walked to Immortal Ying's side.

"Now that your eyes are better, you all better get out of here! Don't get in my way! You're just annoying to look at!" Immortal Ying said with a serious expression.

"Look at what my yard has become since you all came here!"

"Master, I would like to ask you to officiate our wedding!"

Immortal Ying's face instantly fell, as if he had heard something ridiculous. "Have you taken the wrong medicine again, kid?"

"Hold a wedding? There are so many complicated steps involved in holding a wedding, like sending engagement letters and making house visits! You're holding it here? Don't you mind if the girl doesn't want to?"

“I don’t mind!” Cao Yuan said. “Master, I don’t mind!”

Cao Yuan took Chu Yan's arm and said, "Chu Yan and I have special identities, and we also want an ending that belongs to us here."

Cao Yuan's eyes were slightly red, and she couldn't tell if her nose was from the cold or from the sadness in her heart.

Chu Yan and Cao Yuan decorated the courtyard together, doing everything themselves without maids or guards.

Red silk and eye-catching double happiness characters were hung by the bed. Although it was not a lavish wedding like those in the capital, they were already very satisfied with themselves.

"Are you tired, A-Yuan?"

Looking at the already dark sky outside, Cao Yuan exclaimed, "It's already dark! Today went by so fast!"

"Are you hungry? The chef has gone out again! I'll go to the kitchen and see what we have to eat!"

Chu Yan changed the subject and went into the kitchen.

As Cao Yuan watched Chu Yan's retreating figure, her nose tingled, and tears welled up in her eyes.

Chu Yan, will we ever meet again after we leave here?

At one point, Cao Yuan wondered what her answer would be if he asked her if she would be willing to give up everything and return to Shu with him. She herself didn't know.

But he didn't ask any questions.

Tears fell onto her hands. She wiped the tears from her face and forced a smile. In the last moments they spent together, she shouldn't be thinking about these unhappy things. Cao Yuan got up and followed him into the kitchen.

Chu Yan was busy in the kitchen, making a lot of noise. These past few days, while Ying Xianren was away, he had been taking care of himself, and he had even forgotten that he was the Crown Prince.

He was indeed not very skilled at cooking, and it was truly difficult for him.

"Let me do it!"

Cao Yuan walked over and rolled up her sleeves.

"You? Can you do it?" Chu Yan asked uncertainly.

Cao Yuan nodded confidently.

"You can cook?" Chu Yan asked Cao Yuan with a look of surprise.

Cao Yuan lowered her head slightly and replied somewhat shyly, "I think I can do a little bit, but I imagine it will still taste a tiny bit better than what you make!"

Before long, Cao Yuan was busily working in the kitchen.

All that could be heard was the crisp sound of pots and pans clattering together. In no time, several plates of delicious-looking side dishes and two bowls of steaming noodles were served on the table.

The two walked together to the courtyard outside and sat down.

"Come on, try my cooking!" Cao Yuan proudly handed the chopsticks to Chu Yan, cupped her face in her hands, and looked at him expectantly, waiting for his praise after he tasted it.

Chu Yan took a big bite and nodded in satisfaction, "It's definitely better than what I make!"

Cao Yuan laughed happily.

Chu Yan thought for a moment, then frowned and his expression became very serious.