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

Lin Yuntang understood immediately and said, "This is probably the only thing that could make you so angry."

Lin Nian glared at her brother with red eyes, "Men who are fickle are all bad!"

"Things aren't what you think..." Lin Yuntang sighed, not intending to say more. "Nian-ge'er, go back. I'll have saved up two months of leave next year, and I'll come back to see you then."

The soldiers of the Great Yin Dynasty were given leave based on the year they enlisted, which usually ranged from five to ten days. In order to go home, these soldiers would save up their leave.

After saving up for several months, I went home again. Firstly, the journey wasn't so rushed, and secondly, I could spend more time with my family.

"What about Nalan Shu?" Lin Nian pouted. "Do you want him to wait until he's an old man? Do you know he's planning to go back to the Northern Territory?"

Lin Yuntang lowered his eyes, and after a long while, he cupped his hands to Yin Cheng, saying, "I will have to trouble Your Highness to take Nian-ge'er back."

Lin Nian was furious. Did all his stupid older brothers not have mouths, or did all the mouths belong to his second brother?

"Alright, alright." Yin Cheng took his wife's hand and waved to Lin Yuntang, "Let's go."

Lin Yuntang quickly caught up with the main force, and before long, the Southwest Army disappeared into the vast official road.

"The fourth brother must know what's going on; let them handle this themselves."

"But..." Lin Nian mumbled, "I really want Fourth Brother to be happy."

Yin Cheng scratched his head. In both his previous and current lives, he had very little kinship with his family and couldn't understand Lin Nian's thoughts.

However, he decided to respect his wife's opinion.

"What does the Book of Ran say?"

Lin Nian said, "Lan Shu said that Fourth Brother has a lover in the Southwest, and the position of the principal husband will only be reserved for that lover, so he wants Lan Shu to be his concubine."

"Well... then we'll advise Lan Shu to find another one. If that doesn't work, we'll find him ten or eight when we get back to the Northern Territory, so he can take his time choosing."

Lin Nian sighed, "I just feel it's a bit of a pity that Fourth Brother and Lan Shu couldn't end up together."

"But fate is something you can't force." Lin Nian held the man's hand, their fingers intertwined. "I was too impulsive just now. I didn't ask for the reason, and I didn't even say goodbye to Fourth Brother properly... I was so stupid."

"Baby, you're not stupid, you're the smartest little cake in the world."

"What are small cakes?"

Yin Cheng said, "I'll build you a bread oven later."

Lin Nian nodded absentmindedly.

Yin Cheng told the coachman to go back first, and he led his wife slowly along the long street near the city gate. "Wife, we're already out here, why don't we take a stroll?"

"Um……"

Lin Nian had no interest in shopping, and Yin Cheng could naturally tell that.

He was just looking for something to pass the time so that his wife wouldn't overthink things.

"Ah Cheng, that looks like Senior Xue," Lin Nian suddenly said, pointing to the people in the teahouse ahead.

Yin Cheng glanced around and saw that there weren't many people in the teahouse, and one of them happened to be Old Man Xue. "It really is him."

The two entered the teahouse and sat down opposite Old Man Xue. "What are you doing here?"

"Of course we're here to drink tea," said Old Xue, somewhat surprised to see the two of them. "What brings you here?"

Yin Cheng said, "Come and have some tea." He beckoned to the waiter, "Bring a pot of large-leaf tea."

"Tsk tsk, they're supposed to be royalty, yet they can't even offer decent tea. Why are they competing with us common folk for this big-leaf tea?" Old Xue said.

Yin Cheng was extremely frank: "I'm poor, I have no money."

Old Xue scoffed lightly and moved the tea and snacks in front of him to Lin Nian. "Little Nian, have a taste. The tea and snacks here are quite good."

Yin Cheng immediately became furious, "What are you yelling about! Who are you to call Xiao Nian'er?!"

"You can yell, you can yell, calm down first." Lin Nian pulled the agitated man back onto the stool. They were still on the street; they didn't want the two of them to start fighting.

Yin Cheng snorted heavily, but Old Man Xue didn't even bother to acknowledge him.

After calming her husband down, Lin Nian took a small sip of tea, then rested her face on her hands, staring blankly at the tea and snacks.

Old Xue asked Yin Cheng in a low voice, "What's wrong with Xiao Nian'er?"

Yin Cheng emphasized, "I'll say it again, this is my husband, Yin Fulang."

"Tch," said Old Man Xue, "So what happened to Mr. Yin?"

"It's hard to explain to you, because you're just a lonely old man who can't understand the love and hate between young people," Yin Cheng said. "And you, what are you looking at?"

Hearing Yin Cheng say that, Old Man Xue was no longer worried about Lin Nian. He retorted, "Don't pry into the affairs of us lonely old men."

These two seemed to be natural enemies, their words were sarcastic and veiled, and they were always at odds.

"Who cares about your affairs? Stop trying to make yourself look good." Yin Cheng cut him off before Old Man Xue could speak, "We have news about Master's father, do you want to hear it?"

Old Xue jumped to his feet. "Really?"

"It's probably not true, it's likely just a rumor," Yin Cheng asked. "Do you want to hear it?"

"listen!"

The surrounding crowd and noise drowned out Yin Cheng's voice.

Old Xue's eyes widened suddenly.

At this moment, Yin Cheng noticed someone approaching. He turned around and saw a wandering swordsman carrying a horizontal sword on his back. Upon closer inspection, he recognized the face as that of a familiar acquaintance.

The other person's target was also obvious. They walked straight to their table and plopped down on the stool to the right of Old Man Xue.

It seems that the person Old Xue invited today is him.

Seeing Yin Cheng sizing up the other man, Old Man Xue introduced him, "This is the great hero Qin Sandao, known as the 'Northern Blade'."

Yin Cheng had no interest in matters of the martial world. He picked up a small piece of tea snack from the table and fed it to his wife, saying, "Niannian, let's go."

Lin Nian was preparing to participate in the Jianghu symposium, and she was quite bewildered when the man pulled her away.

Having just heard someone's name, shouldn't you introduce yourself? It's rather impolite to just walk away like that.

"That kid's quite rude, don't mind him." Old Xue ignored him and asked the person beside him, "Master Qin, did you bring what I asked for?"

Qin Sandao nodded and took out an item from the package behind him. "This is the Heavenly Heart Sutra that my ancestors found in the desert fifty years ago. I don't know if it's genuine or not."

"Thank you for your trouble anyway."

"Mr. Xue, you're too kind."

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Lin Nian asked, puzzled, "Ah Cheng, do you know that Bei Dao?"

"I know him, damn it, he's a madman. He used to come and fight me all the time when we were in Caixia City."

It turned out to be someone she knew. Lin Nian was puzzled. "Why did I come to challenge you to a fight?"

"Because he uses a knife, and I use a knife too, he wanted to prove that his knife skills were better than mine."

Lin Nian immediately became interested, "So, are you more capable, or is he more capable?"

Yin Cheng suddenly reached out and pinched his wife's cheek. "My dear husband, please remember this: I am the most powerful man in your life."

Lin Nian was forced to pout and nod, mumbling, "Mmm, you're the best."