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

When Yin Cheng woke up, he just stared blankly at the bed curtains above his head.

Yin Mo and Bai Yuchen were both there.

"Wasn't the poison in his body all cured? What happened?" Yin Mo was very worried. He hurriedly dealt with the affairs of the court and rushed to see his younger brother, leaving the rest to Lin San to clean up.

Bai Yuchen said, "His eyes seem to be related to the Heavenly Extreme Heart Sutra he cultivates."

Bai Yuchen didn't dare tell her husband that this was a sign of going astray in her cultivation.

For martial arts practitioners, if they suffer from qi deviation, they can only be guided by someone with high internal strength; medicine has little effect.

Yin Cheng pondered, "That's right, he didn't lose his mind this time." It's just that his bloodlust was too strong...

Yin Mo sat by the bed and saw that his younger brother had woken up. "You're awake? Perfect timing. Here, drink your medicine."

Yin Cheng sat up and silently took the medicine bowl.

The older brother patted his younger brother's head. "Are you in a bad mood today?"

Yin Cheng stared intently at his brother.

Yin Mo thought for a moment and guessed, "Did you have a fight with Niannian?"

The younger brother's eyes clearly showed: he already knew, yet he still asked.

"I remember there were a few beautiful luminous pearls among this year's tribute. Take them back for Niannian. He's a young man, you always have to coax him a bit." Yin Mo had to worry about his younger brother's love life after worrying about national affairs. "If Niannian doesn't forgive you, start with the pearls."

Yin Cheng remained silent.

In a fit of anger, the older brother pinched his arm and said, "Speak."

Yin Cheng then said, half-dead, "Oh."

"By the way, your eyes were red just now, how did it feel?" Yin Mo cupped his younger brother's head in his hands, carefully examining his left eye. "It doesn't seem to be a problem now."

Yin Cheng said, "I don't feel anything."

"Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt."

"Can this eye see?"

"I can't see it."

Yin Mo sighed, released her younger brother, and then rolled her eyes at her husband, "A miracle doctor, huh? You can't even cure a disease without dragging your feet."

Bai Yuchen: "..." dared not utter a sound.

Yin Cheng then noticed that his brother's lower abdomen had flattened back down, and looked at his brother in confusion.

Yin Mo followed his gaze and said, "Oh, I'm not pregnant. I just lied to them because I was afraid they would think my 'lucky mark' was drawn on."

Yin Cheng was speechless. He lay back on the bed, turned his back, and continued to be depressed.

"What are you doing?" Yin Mo slapped his younger brother on the back. "Running away won't solve anything. Hurry up and go back, talk things out, and make up as soon as possible."

Yin Cheng did not move.

"Niannian is probably crying right now," Yin Mo said calmly. "Pearl is probably crying even harder. If the two of them are crying together, people who don't know the situation will think you're dead."

Yin Cheng: "..." He's such a good brother to me.

Yin Mo stroked his younger brother's hair, "Can you bear to see Niannian cry?"

"Brother, you really look like the head of the Women's Federation right now."

Although Yin Mo couldn't understand, it didn't stop him from pinching his younger brother's arm. "Who am I doing this for?"

"I don't want to go back now," Yin Cheng said. "I'm afraid he'll tell me to get out."

"You're usually so thick-skinned, why are you being so obedient now?" Yin Mo poked his younger brother's forehead with a look of exasperation. "Brothers are always saying one thing and meaning another, and Nian Nian is such a sensitive person. If you don't go back to be with him, things will really get rifty, and you'll have plenty of time to cry."

"Whatever, I'm tired, I want to sleep for a while." Yin Cheng pulled the blanket over his head. "Close the door behind you when you leave."

Yin Mo was so angry she didn't know what to say. "Fine, when your husband runs away, don't come crying to me."

Bai Yuchen stepped forward, took her husband's arm, and said, "Let him have some peace and quiet. Let's go."

The door was quickly closed, and Yin Cheng closed his eyes, his mind filled with his wife's tearful eyes from last night.

"What the hell did I do wrong?" Yin Cheng muttered to himself, then felt extremely irritated.

He sat up, ruffled his hair in frustration, took a deep breath, and called for a palace attendant to come in and tie his crown.

When Yin Mo heard the palace attendant report that Prince Cheng had left the palace, his first reaction was to ask, "Did he take those luminous pearls with him?"

The palace attendant said, "Your Majesty, when Prince Cheng left, in addition to the luminous pearl, he also took several boxes of snail-shell ingots from Yunzhou, which were tributes from Yunzhou."

Yin Mo was relieved. "That brat, I don't know what he's so stubborn about."

Bai Yuchen pulled her husband close, kissed his earlobe, and placed a hand with distinct knuckles on his lower abdomen. "Never mind him, Xiao Mo, how about we make this a real-life romance?"

Yin Mo raised an eyebrow. "Lord Bai, we have a deal. The first one has to be my crown prince."

After all, a well-behaved baby like Pearl is clearly only suited to being pampered and raised.

Bai Yuchen curled her lips into a smile. "As you wish."

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The oppressive clouds that had been gathering for two days finally gave way to rain, and the rain was quite heavy. Yin Cheng was too lazy to use an umbrella and went home in the rain.

When the gatekeeper of the Lin residence saw that he was soaked to the bone, he quickly found a cotton cloth to wipe him dry, but Yin Cheng waved his hand.

I'm not in the mood to wipe it.

Pearl sat obediently on the stool in the flower hall, listening to Ah Yao read the little storybook.

When Yin Cheng passed by the flower hall, Pearl, with her sharp eyes, immediately spotted him.

"Daddy!" Pearl stretched out her chubby little arms and shook them vigorously, as if afraid that her father hadn't seen her.

Ye Qingyu was unaware that the couple had quarreled. When she suddenly saw him soaked in the rain, she was startled. "What happened? Why didn't you use an umbrella? Go and change your clothes quickly, or you'll catch a cold."

Yin Cheng said, "It's nothing."

"Daddy!" Pearl puffed out her cheeks and pouted angrily, but her father ignored her.

"Pearl." Yin Cheng wanted to reach out and rub his son's head, but his hands were covered in rainwater, so he had to give up.

Pearl didn't care about anything else. She stepped onto the stool and reached out to her father, "Daddy, hug me."

Yin Cheng sighed, channeled his inner energy, and dried the clothes.

As the milky white steam quickly evaporated, Yin Cheng's clothes dried in no time. He picked up Pearl and said to Ye Qingyu, "Little Father, I'm taking Niannian back to the Prince's Mansion today."

Ye Qingyu said, "How about we have dinner before going back?"

Yin Cheng nodded.

Pearl gave Ye Qingyu a kiss, then happily snuggled in her father's arms.

Yin Cheng squeezed his son's chubby little hand and returned to Youfang Garden.

Lin Nian was sitting on the soft couch by the window, hugging herself and lost in thought, when suddenly a few luminous pearls were stuffed into her arms.

He looked up and saw the man sitting beside him, holding pearls, and taking out several boxes of pearl powder from his bosom and placing them on the table.

Lin Nian pursed her lips, staring blankly at the man with her watery eyes. Then, her lips trembled, and she buried her face in the man's chest, sobbing.

Yin Cheng held Pearl in one arm and his wife in the other. "Sweetie, don't cry."

Lin Nian said in a tearful voice, "You didn't come back last night... How could you not come back..."

When he woke up this morning, he was terrified to see that the box containing the demon sword had been opened, fearing that something had happened to the man.

Pearl tugged at her sleeve to wipe away her father's tears, saying, "Don't cry, Father."

"Pearl will laugh at us later." Yin Cheng kissed his wife's swollen eyelids. "Wife, let's make up."