On our wedding night, my wife acted strangely.

The fight inside the private room grew increasingly intense.

Fatty and Nangong Ao went back and forth, neither giving an inch.

The table was overturned, the chair was kicked away, and the broken pieces of the teapot on the ground crunched underfoot. I didn't even realize I had cut my toes.

The fat man swung his fist and smashed it hard into Nangong Ao's face.

But Nangong Ao reacted quickly, ducking to avoid the punch, which grazed his scalp before slamming heavily against the wooden wall.

With a loud bang, a large hole was smashed in the wall.

The fat man withdrew his fist, shook his hand, and cursed, "Fuck you, if you've got the guts, don't try to hide!"

Nangong Ao took two steps back, panting heavily.

Damn it, this fat guy is like a bull, he doesn't seem to get tired at all.

"I won't stoop to your level, you uncouth man!" Nangong Ao shouted.

The fat man spat on the ground: "Pah! You're pretending to be a gentleman now?!"

Nangong Ao ignored him, glanced at Luo Qingwan who was sitting on Lin Yi's lap acting coquettishly, and felt extremely angry.

She was so close to succeeding, but now Lin Yi was holding her in his arms and touching her thigh!

"Lin Yi! You just wait! This isn't over yet!" Nangong Ao shouted at Lin Yi.

Lin Yi didn't even look up, continuing to stroke Luo Qingwan's thigh.

The fat man snapped, "Wait my ass! If I don't beat the shit out of you today, you're really tough!"

"Take this!" the fat man roared, charging towards Nangong Ao like a human bomb.

Nangong Ao dared not take the blow head-on, so he quickly dodged to the side and kicked the fat man in the shin.

The fat man was all flesh and didn't care if she kicked him; she just grabbed his collar instead.

Caught off guard, Nangong Ao was grabbed by him and struggled to break free.

With a tearing sound, a large piece of the clothes was ripped, revealing the white undergarment underneath.

"Holy crap, you're even wearing white, are you going to a funeral?! Hahahaha." The fat man laughed loudly.

Lu Dehao stood by and watched the game for a while, then shook his head.

The fat guy's fighting style is too slow and inefficient.

What's the use of just having strength if you can't hit anyone? If this keeps going, we'll fight until dark and still not have a winner.

I have to help him out.

Thinking it over, Lu Dehao's eyes scanned the private room. He saw a whole teapot on the floor, so he quietly went over, picked it up, and weighed it in his hand.

Hmm, not bad.

This purple clay teapot is quite substantial, with half a pot of tea still inside.

That's it.

Taking advantage of the intense fight between the two, Lu Dehao chuckled, stealthily moved closer, and seized the opportunity to swing his sword straight at the back of Nangong Ao's head.

"Hey! Turn around!"

When the fat man saw Lu Dehao launching a sneak attack, he immediately warned him.

Nangong Ao, however, did not believe it and sneered, "Heh, don't try that on me, I won't fall for your tricks..."

boom!

Snapped--

"I fucking..." Nangong Ao felt a numbness in the back of his head, and immediately the world spun around him. He collapsed to the ground with a thud.

Lu Dehao clapped his hands and grinned maliciously, "Damn, serves you right for showing off."

The fat man was so angry that he cursed loudly, then stomped over and grabbed Lu Dehao by the collar.

"What are you doing! Who the hell told you to lay a hand on me!"

Lu Dehao spread his hands: "I saw you fight for so long and didn't even hurt a hair on their head, so I wanted to help you."

"Bullshit! What do you know? I was about to win, I deliberately created an opening for him! That was a sneak attack, an unfair victory, not gentlemanly at all!"

"Gentleman my foot!" Lu Dehao snapped, thinking, "I'm helping you, and you're still being stubborn. We're here to fight, not to find a husband through martial arts. Winning is all that matters, who cares what moves they use!"

"Say that again, you fucking bastard! Believe me or not, I'll beat you up too!"

"Come on! I'm not afraid of you! If I can knock him out, I can knock you out too!" Lu Dehao puffed out his chest, not intimidated at all.

After all, Lin Yi was there; he couldn't possibly let the fat man actually do it.

"You little brat, you're asking for it!"

"So what? What can you do? Bite me!"

"I'll fuck you..."

The two started arguing right where Nangong Ao had fallen, each saying their own thing and neither willing to back down.

Lin Yi looked at these two clowns and couldn't help but laugh to himself.

They're a perfect match; one does the heavy lifting, the other does the dirty work.

Hearing the arguing, Luo Qingwan lifted her head from Lin Yi's arms and secretly glanced at him.

Nangong Ao was lying on the ground like a dead dog, his head covered in tea leaves.

Great! That wretched eldest prince has finally been defeated!

Luo Qing smiled through her tears, turned back and pressed her face against Lin Yi's chest, hugging him even tighter.

My brother-in-law is amazing!

From now on, I'll stick with my brother-in-law!

Hehehe~~

Thinking of this, Luo Qingwan rubbed her face against Lin Yi's chest again, as obedient as a kitten.

Luo Qingyu's mindset was completely different.

When she saw Nangong Ao fall to the ground, her heart sank.

The dignified Crown Prince was knocked unconscious by a teapot; he's utterly useless!

The commotion inside the private room was really too loud.

First, the fat man smashed the wall down, then he smashed the table and threw the chairs, and finally he broke a teapot.

These sounds were particularly jarring in the quiet teahouse.

Xinfeng Teahouse was originally owned by the First Prince Nangong Ao. Today, he came to the second-floor private room, the "Tianzi" room, to meet guests, bringing with him a full twenty guards.

These guards usually train with him, and while they are not exceptionally skilled... well, they aren't that exceptional.

After all, training and killing on the battlefield are two different things.

In order not to disturb Nangong Ao's good time, the guard leader led his men to rest in the lobby downstairs.

Upon hearing a loud noise from the second floor, the leader immediately realized something was wrong.

Why did the Crown Prince's reception of guests cause such a commotion?

Something must have happened!

"Something's happened upstairs! Come with me!" the leader shouted, drawing his longsword.

Twenty heavily armored guards drew their longswords in unison and followed him up to the second floor.

The heavily armored man walked up the wooden stairs, making heavy, thumping footsteps.

Meanwhile, on Lin Yi's side, Fatty and Lu Dehao were still arguing.

"You're a treacherous villain! You only know how to stab people in the back!"

"That's called outsmarting him, baby~"

"Your grandma is so stupid..."

Lin Yi's ears twitched, and he said, "Alright, stop arguing."

Upon hearing Lin Yi speak, both Fatty and Lu Dehao immediately shut their mouths and turned to look at him.

"Someone's coming."

The fat man hurried to the door, and as soon as he opened it, he saw twenty guards rushing towards him.

He said, "Hey, there are quite a few people here, and they're all carrying weapons."

Lu Dehao also became nervous.

Although he was clever, he had never actually been on the battlefield before, and it was understandable that he would feel apprehensive when suddenly faced with soldiers carrying weapons.

"It must be Nangong Ao's guards, brother, what should we do?"

Lin Yi remained silent.

Luo Qingyu huddled in the corner, but when she heard the guards coming, her heart, which had already grown cold, was filled with hope again.

Nangong Ao's guards have arrived!

Even if Lin Yi and his two brothers are good fighters, they couldn't possibly lose to so many people, right?

As long as the guards capture Lin Yi, we'll win!

Then I'll let the eldest prince torture him properly and avenge me!

Luo Qingwan also heard the noise and shrank back into Lin Yi's arms in fright.

"Brother-in-law, what should we do...?"

Lin Yi reached out and patted Luo Qingwan's shoulder, his tone relaxed: "It's nothing, just a few bastards, don't be afraid."