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

"General Jiang, what are you saying?" Pang Hong said. "Now that you're here, why not show your true colors?"

Jiang Jincheng took off his hood, revealing a rather weathered face. "Mr. Pang, it's been a long time."

Pang Hong said, "General Jiang, let's not beat around the bush. Help me succeed, and everything south of Youzhou will be yours."

Under the tree, the group hit it off immediately and decided to split into two groups: one to head straight for the capital, and the other to seize Huzhou amidst the chaos, one openly and one covertly, to catch the court off guard.

Yin Cheng had been wondering who the person in the black robe was, but he never expected that it would be a little-known general of a small prefecture.

Yin Cheng didn't have much of an impression of this person, but since the Southwest Army was stationed in Ningzhou, it was likely that the Ningzhou General felt constrained at every turn, which is why he chose to cooperate with Pang Hong.

For some reason, Yin Cheng always felt that Jiang Jincheng, like Pang Hong, was just a pawn, with a bigger fish behind him.

Strangely, he had never met this General Jiang before, but his voice sounded familiar.

Yin Cheng was too lazy to listen to the trivial details. He touched the sachet his wife had made at his waist and felt a little heartbroken. He wondered when he could retire and live a life where he could hold his wife and indulge in blissful oblivion every morning.

After another blood oath ceremony, Yin Cheng leaned against a tree and became drowsy.

Just when everyone thought the event was about to end, Jiang Jincheng said he wanted to see the power of the Ghost Face Army.

Yin Cheng still had to go down and demonstrate a set of boxing moves for the group.

No prince is as pathetic as him!

Life is tough, King Cheng sighed.

Seeing that the Ghost-Faced Army truly possessed extraordinary abilities, Jiang Jincheng finally felt relieved and left.

Tian Hai was especially pleased. He patted Yin Cheng on the shoulder and immediately promised him countless mansions and tens of thousands of acres of fertile land.

Yin Cheng had to laugh while pretending to be overjoyed, as if he had used up all his acting skills in his life.

After the group left Wugu Peak, Yin Cheng went to meet up with Lan Shu, and Zhang Huailing led the Golden Guards back to Hongfeng County.

Upon reaching the border, the Golden-Clad Guards changed out of their black clothes and into coarse linen garments. The Ghost-Faced Army dispersed instantly, leaving behind only a group of strong and healthy farmers.

When Yin Cheng rushed back to the military camp in the valley, Xiao Bei was pouring alcohol for a few troublemakers.

The group looked like close brothers, suggesting a very strong relationship, which was probably Lan Shu's idea.

He slipped into the royal tent, hiding from the crowd, only to find Lan Shu disheveled and pinned down on a soft couch by Gu Yong, who seemed to be plotting something sinister.

Yin Cheng immediately flew into a rage, grabbed Gu Yong, and punched him.

Gu Yonggang was about to explain, "I..." before he could finish speaking, a punch landed squarely on his face.

Lan Shu slowly straightened her clothes. "Hey, I finally managed to seduce such a magnificent young man, what if you beat him up? Are you going to make me live like a widow?"

Yin Cheng instantly snapped out of his rage, looking bewildered and confused: "When did you two get together?"

Lan Shu said, "Let go of my man now."

Yin Cheng: "..."

He loosened Gu Yong's collar. "Dude, sorry, I thought you were forcing women... cough, forcing guys here."

Lan Shu pushed Yin Cheng away, helped Gu Yong up, and said gently, "Good brother, don't take it to heart."

Gu Yong dodged Lan Shu's hand, his face flushed red. "I... I'm leaving now."

Gu Yong fled the royal tent as if escaping. Lan Shu instantly switched from a gentle young man to a shrew, swearing and cursing. He bared his teeth in anger, "You! You're more trouble than you're worth! I was almost able to find out his real identity, you! You!!"

Lan Shu was exasperated. "Why didn't you come back even half an hour later? What's the rush? Is there a feast here?"

Yin Cheng felt guilty and dared not speak.

Lan Shu took a deep breath. "Don't get angry, don't get angry. If you get sick from getting angry, no one can take your place."

Yin Cheng spoke hesitantly, "Um..."

Lan Shu glared at him with a sharp look, "Spit it out."

Yin Cheng told Lan Shu about Jiang Jincheng's involvement in the rebellion. After listening, Lan Shu stroked his chin and pondered carefully, saying, "That shouldn't be the case. The Ningzhou General already holds military power; there's no reason for him to cooperate with a rabble like Tian Hai. He wouldn't gain anything from it, unless..."

Yin Cheng followed his lead, "Unless?"

"Unless he's not after Tian Hai or Pang Hong, but rather the person behind Pang Hong," Lan Shu asked, "is the identity of this Ningzhou General reliable?"

"Not necessarily," Yin Cheng said. "I've never seen the real thing, so even if a fake one came along, I wouldn't be able to tell the difference."

Lan Shu said, "Go write a letter to your brother and ask him to investigate."

"Oh." Yin Cheng sheepishly went to write the letter.

Lan Shu straightened her skirt and said, "I'm going to go play with Gu Yong. Don't come over and get in my way."

Yin Cheng: "..." After knowing each other for so long, does he have to be so heartless?

Lan Shu had already turned her head leisurely and walked towards Gu Yong's tent with light, quick steps.

While inwardly cursing himself for falling for this wicked husband's honey trap again, Gu Yong looked for his medicine box and applied medicine to himself.

Yin Cheng's punch was indeed quite forceful; even if one used internal energy to protect themselves immediately, injury was still inevitable.

So much so that his lips still ache slightly.

Lan Shu lifted the curtain and walked in, calling softly, "Brother Gu."

Gu Yong paused in applying the medicine, then silently moved away from the femme fatale.

Lan Shu didn't care how wary Gu Yong was of him. He smiled and leaned close, "Brother, you're so heartless. You just touched my waist, and now you're turning your back on me."

"What exactly do you want to do?" Gu Yong asked in a hoarse voice.

Lan Shu's beautiful eyes were full of affection, and even her voice was sweet and flirtatious, "Of course I want to be closer to my brother."

He collapsed into the man's arms as if all his strength was gone. "Brother, you were so rough just now. You ruined my dress."

Gu Yong: "..."

Gu Yong couldn't help but retort, "He clearly broke it himself."

Lan Shu covered her ears, "I won't listen, I won't listen, they won't listen."

Gu Yong pushed Lan Shu away, forcing back the heat on his face, and said seriously, "You...you can't do this?"

"What?" Lan Shu looked at the man innocently, her finger still circling his chest.

Gu Yong took a deep breath. "You don't need to test me. Since you know I'm from the Southwest Army, if he really is Yin Cheng, then we're in cahoots."

Lan Shu pouted, untied her skirt sash, and snuggled into the man's arms. "What? I don't understand anything. I just want my brother to stay with me."

"You! You!" Gu Yong suddenly stood up. "How can a young man like you be so shameless?"

Lan Shu gathered his clothes, a hint of sadness in his eyes. He lowered his beautiful eyes, and a crystal tear slid down his gorgeous face.

He tried to wipe the tears from his face with his sleeve, but large tears kept rolling down his face, and he couldn't wipe them away no matter what he did.

"I..." Gu Yong immediately realized that he had spoken too harshly. Just as he was about to apologize, Lan Shu covered her face and ran out.