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

Hua Yue and Lin Nian were terrified.

Lin Nian quickly took out a handkerchief and covered the man's hand, trying to stop the bleeding. "Let's go find a doctor."

Yin Cheng patted his wife's hand with his other hand, "I'm fine, don't worry."

Hua Yue angrily shouted, "What are you doing?!"

Kong Sangqi said, "You saw it yourself, he bumped into me on his own. I didn't hurt him intentionally."

Hua Yue walked over, grabbed Yin Cheng's wrist, and turned to leave.

Lin Nian was thinking the same thing. He was worried to death. He had lost so much blood and must be in so much pain!

Yin Cheng let the two boys pull him away. He lazily turned back, first giving Kong Sangqi a provocative look, then his gaze fell on the national advisor.

The Imperial Advisor stood there, his face covered, and it was impossible to tell what his expression was like at that moment.

Just then, the Imperial Advisor also looked up at him, and the moment their eyes met, Yin Cheng looked away.

Upon returning to Prince Cheng's residence, the royal physician, upon hearing that his master had been injured, rushed over with his medicine chest and bandaged Yin Cheng's right hand tightly.

Lin Nian was terrified, but now that her wounds had been treated, she finally let out her anger.

Lin Nian is gentle by nature, and even when she gets angry, she won't make a big fuss.

She simply avoided the man's gaze, using an indifferent attitude to show that he was truly angry.

Yin Cheng knew exactly what his wife was thinking, so he held her hand in a flattering manner.

"Nian Nian".

Lin Nian raised her eyelids slightly, but didn't look at him, letting out a very dissatisfied "Hmm" through her nose.

"It's just a superficial wound, it'll heal in two days," Yin Cheng said. "Don't be angry."

"I'm not angry," Lin Nian said with a forced smile. "How could I dare to be angry with Your Highness?"

She says she's not angry, but her resentment is practically overflowing the screen.

"Niannian, I have to tell you what it means to establish momentum before engaging in battle."

Lin Nian covered her ears, instructed the servant to tidy up the bottles and jars on the table, and then pulled Hua Yue to the kitchen.

Yin Cheng: "..."

With the door open to the outside, it's inevitable that one will bump into things or get hurt, but Yin Cheng has never cared about these minor injuries.

I never expected my wife to care so much.

It seems I'll have to be less injured in the future.

Xiao Jiu'er said from the side, "Your Highness, the wound must not get wet, and it's best not to move this hand for a while."

"Um."

Xiao Jiu'er hinted, "It's best not to even use chopsticks, so the wound can heal faster."

Yin Cheng continued, "Hmm."

Xiao Jiu'er changed her hint to a direct statement, "It's inconvenient to use chopsticks with your left hand. It would be nice if someone could help you eat."

Yin Cheng sighed, "But I feel like Wang Jun probably won't feed me; he'll just tell me to get lost."

"How could that be? Your Highness, everyone within a hundred miles knows that our King is the kindest and softest-hearted man."

Yin Cheng sighed. He suddenly remembered something and asked, "He Wan... Chu Wan is still in our residence, right?"

"Yes, Your Highness, do you wish to see him?"

"If Old Man Xue returns, take him to see him."

"Yes."

Although Old Man Xue claimed to have come to seek refuge with him, he actually didn't stay at the Prince's mansion for very long. No one knew where he went; in short, he was rarely seen.

On the other hand, Lin Nianzhen plans to throw a banquet for Huayue.

The so-called "flowing banquet" is often a way for the host to show off their wealth when celebrating a happy occasion, by setting up a banquet at the entrance to entertain passersby.

These banquets usually last for several days, and anyone who wants to eat, regardless of whether they are close or distant, can come and eat.

Chef Wang from the kitchen asked, "My lord, what joyous occasion is this continuous feast to celebrate?"

Lin Nian suddenly remembered the corny novels the man used to tell her when he had nothing to do at night, so she calmly said, "The three-year period has come to an end. We respectfully welcome Princess Ning Le back to the manor."

Chef Wang was already fired up just hearing that. "Don't worry, Mr. Wang, I'll definitely make this feast a success!"

Lin Nian nodded. "Is tonight feasible?"

Although the time was a bit tight, as an excellent chef, I can't say I'm not good enough.

Chef Wang gritted his teeth and said, "Don't worry, Mr. Wang, it will definitely work."

Lin Nian listed all the dishes Hua Yue wanted to eat, and then added a few more sweet and sour dishes.

Although I'm angry with the man, let's keep things separate!

Hua Yue was so moved by the fact that he actually came back for the banquet that he was touched to tears.

Lin Nian pulled Hua Yue to see the servants in the manor, saying, "Everyone misses you and is waiting to talk to you."

Hua Yue was almost moved to tears.

I didn't expect that everyone would still remember him and not care about his identity.

Jingyi even took out all the stipends that the imperial court had given to Princess Ning Le over the years.

"Now it has been returned to its rightful owner."

Hua Yue wanted to cry again. He held back his tears, holding the box of gold and silver, and said, "Thank you... thank you all."

The crowd surrounded Hua Yue, chatting animatedly, showing no signs of unfamiliarity with him.

The Prince Cheng's Mansion was bustling with activity in the evening, with ten tables set up at the entrance for a continuous feast.

Lin Nian was afraid that the man's reputation would frighten the people, causing no one to dare to attend the banquet. Therefore, she secretly went to her father's house to call on the servants of the Lin family to come and eat at the banquet.

In the Prince's Palace canteen, Hua Yue was gnawing on a greasy pork knuckle, completely unaware that her gorgeous dress was covered in oil stains.

Fortunately, Lin Nian had bought Hua Yue a lot of dresses in advance, so he wouldn't have to spend the night in dirty clothes.

Poor Yin Cheng, he injured his right hand during the day, and now the disadvantages are all showing when he eats.

The physician's bandaging technique was superb, but the bandages were very thick and heavy, making them quite inconvenient.

Yin Cheng was certain that if he hadn't stopped them, the group of doctors in the palace would have made him a boxing glove.

Remembering Xiao Jiu'er's obvious suggestion, Yin Cheng pitifully turned to his wife for help, "Niannian."

Lin Nian sneered, "Oh, what's wrong, Your Highness? Are you unhappy? Why aren't you eating?"

The tone and expression perfectly captured the essence of Yin Cheng's eccentricity.

"...No matter who you are, get off my husband!" Yin Cheng gently tapped his wife's forehead. "Demons and monsters, get out of here! Demons and monsters, get out of here!"

There weren't many rules at Prince Cheng's residence. Besides his wife and his eldest son, Huayue, Yin Cheng's table also included several servants such as Jingyi and Xiaojiu'er, as well as a servant.

At this moment, apart from the soldier who was burying his head in his rice, everyone else looked like they wanted to laugh but dared not.

Especially Eun-joo, who has the lowest threshold for laughter, almost had her shoulders shaken so much they cramped up.

Lin Nian was speechless. She roughly deboned the sweet and sour pork ribs and then roughly fed them into the man's mouth.

As Yin Cheng accepted his wife's feeding, he thought to himself with delight, "My wife is indeed stubborn but soft-hearted, so adorable."

After the meal, Lin Nian was no longer angry with the man.

At night, nestled in bed, he would ask his man to tell him the sequel to The Return of the Dragon King.

No one can resist reading a cheesy novel before bed. Lin Nian's mind was still full of cheesy plots before she fell asleep, completely unaware that she had been secretly kissed several times.