The Bright Moon Follows the People Home

When Huo Fuyue left the grasslands for a political marriage, she was only a girl in her teens. As a commandery princess, she married Pei Yuncheng, the great general of Yan, known as "the man with a thousand graves beneath his sword."

At first, she pretended to be a sweet, shy little flower:

Oh! Brother, your sword is so sharp. Fufu is scared!

Fufu is still young and can't serve her husband. I think of the general as an older brother. Wouldn't that be all right?

For four years after she entered his household, Pei Yuncheng merely thought of her as one more person at the table and never paid the little girl any mind.

If he hadn't seen her climbing onto the roof to pick fruit that day, landing without a sound and displaying breathtaking lightness of movement, he might have been fooled by her.

Later, on their wedding night, Pei Yuncheng lifted her red veil with his sword. Huo Fuyue met him with a jeweled dagger in hand, wearing an innocent, helpless expression. "My grandfather said Yan is a land of propriety, and if we don't like each other, we can divorce. You'll let me go, won't you, Brother?"

Pei Yuncheng looked at the young bride with interest and smiled. "Let you go? Impossible. But if you can escape my territory, then go ahead and try!"

*

She ran, he chased. Every time he caught the little white horse and brought her back, he tied her up.

Huo Fuyue: Husband? Brother Yuncheng? Uncle? Please let me go. I won't run away again!

Pei Yuncheng: I'll believe you once we're truly husband and wife.

One day, Huo Fuyue finally ran back to the grasslands. That day, Pei Yuncheng led a hundred thousand soldiers in pursuit.

Huo Fuyue cowered, looking terrified. "Husband, the soldiers have swords. I'm so scared..."

Pei Yuncheng propped his chin on his hand. "Keep making things up! Go on! Weren't you so fierce just now when you swung your whip and knocked my deputy general off his horse?"

Huo Fuyue's eyes filled with tears. "Husband, I'm pregnant."

Pei Yuncheng: ...

*

Huo Fuyue had always thought she was merely a political bride Pei Yuncheng had been forced to accept. She didn't understand why he wouldn't let her go.

It wasn't until Pei Yuncheng pulled her into his arms and told her, "It was never the emperor who arranged this marriage and betrothed you to me. I begged for four years, fighting through life and death and winning battle after battle for four years, pleading with the emperor to let me marry you."

[Sweet on the outside, cunning within] [Little white horse commandery princess VS black on the outside, soft within] [Sharp-tongued but honest great general]

Theme: Break free of your shackles and grow toward the sun.