Parked watching the love of maple trees' beauty in the evening,
Frosty leaves as red as February blossoms.
In these days of golden autumn and falling leaves,
Imperial Hunting Ground
Tents, one by one, have been set up already.
Xiao'er stepped out of her tent, looked at the distant golden hue, corners of her mouth curling up slightly.
It was just dusk, a red sun quietly suspended on the horizon, its dazzling glare had receded, leaving only a gentle red glow.
Shangguan Xuanyi, standing next to her, looked at her peaceful smile with the same warmth as the setting sun, "Do you like it here?"
"Well, I really enjoy hunting." Xiao'er replied cheerfully.
"Let's go for a walk and digest our meal," Shangguan Xuanyi suggested, leading Xiao'er around the camp.
Having just finished dinner, a stroll would help with digestion.
