After marrying the fierce god, her handsome young husband was pampered to the extreme.

Before getting into the sedan chair after leaving the residence, Tian Hai instructed, "Do not let your guard down. If he behaves abnormally, kill him without hesitation."

The servant replied, "Yes."

The sedan chair began to move, swaying precariously. Tian Hai squinted, realizing that this man was indeed greedy and lustful.

If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, it would be hard to imagine that a man with such a face could be a lecher.

Wang Dahu, oh Wang Dahu.

Don't let me down.

The subordinate outside the sedan chair asked, "Master Hai, why are you so concerned about this person? He's just a bit more skilled, I don't understand..."

The man who spoke was named Zhou Qiu, a servant born into the Tian family, and was extremely loyal.

Tian Hai twirled the jade thumb ring on his finger and said, "This man is greedy and lustful, and his martial arts skills are quite good. He has both strengths and weaknesses. It would be best if he could be used by me."

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Early the next morning, Yin Cheng carried the 'rag doll' out of the mansion, acting like a heartless scumbag.

"What are you crying for? You're such a bad omen," Yin Cheng said. "You're going to cry away all my luck."

Lin Nian sat on the ground and cried even harder, his hair disheveled and his lipstick smudged on his cheeks.

"Waaah..." I just applied the lip rouge this morning. I saw the color at the night market yesterday and bought it on a whim. Now I can finally use it.

Zhou Qiu happened to see this scene and stepped forward to advise, "Brother Da Hu, it's not worth getting angry over this little slut."

Damn it, you insulted my wife, you're dead.

Yin Cheng was internally cursing, but with a cheerful expression, he asked, "Where are we two brothers going today?"

Zhou Qiu remembered the important matter, "Master Hai asked me to take you to the estate for a look."

"Then what are we waiting for?" Yin Cheng and Zhou Qiu put their arms around each other's shoulders like brothers. "Let's go."

"Then he..." Zhou Qiu looked at Lin Nian, who was sitting to the side silently shedding tears.

Yin Cheng said, "Who cares what he does? Let him cry if he wants."

Zhou Qiu said, "I'm afraid it's bad luck for him to die at your doorstep, Brother Da Hu."

You fucking die! You fucking bastard!!!

Yin Cheng smiled kindly, "This kind of young husband has children to raise at home. When faced with this kind of situation, he can only endure it. He can't be like those young men who want to die."

"That's true." Zhou Qiu didn't think much of it. "Let's go."

Lin Nian carried the basket and waited until the man left before sobbing all the way back home.

Clutching the small handkerchief in her hand, she didn't shed a single tear, but she still had to put on an act.

He was afraid that Tian Hai would send people to follow him.

After returning home, Lin Nian rubbed her shoulders and went to the kitchen to find something to eat.

After all that commotion last night, I'm starving.

Although the servants at that house prepared breakfast this morning, Lin Nian felt that he was a young husband who had been kidnapped, so how could he have the heart to eat the breakfast of his enemy? He must have been shedding tears.

Before leaving home in the morning, Yin Cheng stuffed a lot of jewelry into his wife's arms; they were all taken from Tian Hai's shop yesterday.

Lin Nian didn't look at it closely at the time, but now that it's been cleaned up, it's worth at least several dozen taels of silver.

Xiao Jiu'er had just finished serving the Emperor and his wife their meal and returned with empty bowls and plates when she saw her master casually placing jewelry on the stove, seemingly lost in thought.

"My lord, the water is boiling." Xiao Jiu'er put down the empty bowls and plates, rolled up her sleeves, and said, "What would you like to eat, my lord? I'll make it."

Lin Nian said, "Just cook some noodles."

Xiao Jiu'er quickly started cooking the noodles.

Spending a lot of time with men makes you used to doing things yourself.

As Lin Nian pondered, she smiled faintly.

Of all the kings in the world, perhaps only King Cheng would cook noodles for himself.

He didn't feel wronged at all; on the contrary, he felt a sense of fulfillment in living with a man.

He only dared to think these words secretly in his heart. If he told his stepfather, he would definitely say that he didn't even know how to enjoy life.

"Oh, right," Xiao Jiu'er suddenly said, "a young man in red came to see the master, but the emperor... arranged for him to be moved to a side courtyard."

Lin Nian recalled what the man had told him about the Northern Border strategist, and suddenly understood. He nodded, "I understand."

"He's so handsome," Xiao Jiu'er said. "Even one of my buddies blushed and his heart raced when he saw him."

"Really?" Lin Nian asked curiously. "How beautiful is it?"

"It wasn't that good-looking either."

Lin Nian and Xiao Jiu'er turned their heads at the same time and saw a woman in red leaning lazily against the door frame.

Unlike Lin Nian's gentle and noble temperament, this beauty has a flamboyant temperament and striking features, like a flower of wealth and honor.

"My name is Lan Shu." Lan Shu was still holding a sandalwood folding fan in his hand. He closed it gently. "It's our first meeting. I haven't prepared any gifts. Please forgive me, Your Majesty."

Lin Nian said somewhat shyly, "I... I didn't prepare any gift."

Lan Shu chuckled, his phoenix eyes slightly upturned. He closed his folding fan. "Did A-Cheng tell you I came here for a secret rendezvous?"

His gaze swept over Lin Nian from head to toe before he finished speaking, "Ah, don't misunderstand, there's nothing between Ah Cheng and me. We've just known each other for a while. Although he said things like he wanted to marry me before, it was all a joke, nothing serious."

These words seemed innocuous, but Lan Shu's tone implied that they were having an affair, which even Xiao Jiu'er could detect.

Little Jiu'er crossed his arms, the strainer in his hand looking like it was about to hit him on the head at any moment.

Lin Nian nodded. "He did."

Actually, Lin Nian felt quite guilty. The man had asked Lan Shu to act in the play to protect him.

He was safe, but the Quran was now exposed to the bad guys.

Doing this would be tantamount to pushing Lan Shu out to take the blame for him, and thinking about it, Lin Nian felt even more guilty.

He asked, "Lan Shu, are you good at martial arts?"

Lan Shu was taken aback. Where was the aura of the royal king's principal wife that she had imagined?

So... you're not going to tear it?

Shouldn't we be on the verge of a confrontation?

"Uh...not bad," Lan Shu said. "My palm technique is pretty good, and uh, I can handle the apron well too."

Lin Nian gasped. Such a beautiful woman, and he... he punched her?

Even Xiao Jiu'er was a little confused. Palm techniques weren't widely practiced among young men, yet this bright and cheerful guy was actually fighting with his hands.

Lin Nian stepped forward and took his hand. "If you encounter danger, don't hesitate. Your safety must be the top priority."

Lan Shu was both amused and exasperated. "Hey, shouldn't you have said something sarcastic to me?"

Lin Nian asked, puzzled, "Why would I say something sarcastic to you?"

"Because I just stabbed you," Lan Shu asked. "Aren't you angry?"

"Oh, that." Lin Nian patted Lan Shu's hand, with an "I know" look on her face. "Ah Cheng told me everything, I know it all."

Lan Shu pulled Lin Nian to sit on a small stool nearby. "He told you? What did he say?"

"He said you were just kidding me and told me not to believe him." Lin Nian completely betrayed her husband.

Unable to have the exhilarating confrontation with Prince Cheng that he had imagined, Lan Shu asked unhappily, "You trust him that much?"

"Uh-huh!"

Looking at Lin Nian's innocent appearance, Lan Shu sighed and smiled wryly. "Hopeless, she's love-struck."