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

The departure of the Yanru delegation also meant that Yin Cheng would be returning to Caixia City.

The entire Prince's mansion was shrouded in gloom. According to custom, they should have cried, since they hadn't seen each other for several years and were bound to be sad for a while.

Lin Nian was also reluctant to part with everyone. Later, she learned from Jingyi that Xiao Jiu'er and Zhang Huailing were not yet married. At first, she was very puzzled. These two were already of marriageable age and were childhood sweethearts, so why hadn't they gotten married yet?

It was Jingyi who told him that the master had disappeared a few years ago, and the manor was naturally filled with grief, which was why their marriage had been delayed until now.

After learning the whole story, Lin Nian felt particularly sorry for Xiao Jiu'er and immediately decided to throw a big party to give everyone a lively celebration before leaving.

Neither of them had any elders in their families, so Lin Nian took care of the betrothal gifts and dowry, and even bought them a house in the city.

Therefore, the Prince Cheng's Mansion chose an auspicious day, and the mansion was decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, filled with joy.

The wedding procession was very lively, with music and cheers all the way.

Because of his bad reputation, Prince Cheng was forbidden by his wife from showing up, fearing that it would frighten the people along the way and deter them from coming to curry favor. She was told to wait at his new residence.

The so-called "pleasing the heart" refers to the act of a man carrying a basket of candy and scattering candy along the way, hoping that as many people as possible will come to collect the candy.

Lin Nian could almost guess what would happen if her husband stood there. Not to mention the common people, the wedding procession would probably be so frightened that their hands and feet would go weak.

Yin Cheng held Pearl in his arms and watched helplessly as his wife was escorted away by the servants.

The two, one big and one small, looked at each other and sighed heavily.

Pearl sighed, touching her empty little pouch. "Daddy, my little daddy took my cookies."

Yin Cheng said, "Let's go over there while your little daddy's not here. Daddy will steal you a chicken leg to eat."

Pearl cheered, "I want two!"

The new house has just had its plaque hung up, and the two characters "Zhang Residence" were written by Lin Nian himself.

Originally, the characters on the plaque should have been written by Yin Cheng, but his handwriting was so ugly that it was silently disliked by everyone.

The Zhang family was celebrating a happy occasion, and almost all the servants from the Prince's mansion were there to help out. Everyone was chatting and laughing, and the atmosphere was very lively.

The kitchen was bustling with activity, as Si Zhaozhao, who had been conscripted into the army, was frying chicken nuggets.

If he had a cell phone now, he would definitely post a topic on the forum: "Family, does anyone know? A food blogger has transmigrated into a chef who hosts a grand banquet."

Yin Cheng carried Pearl in from outside and immediately saw Si Zhaozhao, who was working diligently with her sleeves rolled up.

As the darling of the entire Prince Cheng's mansion, Pearl was immediately fed by the servants upon her arrival.

Even the waiter arranging the cold dishes couldn't resist asking the young princess if she wanted to eat a braised goose wing.

She accepted all pearls offered, and those she couldn't hold in her hands were wrapped in oiled paper and put into small purses, her smile growing brighter and brighter.

He smelled the aroma of fried chicken. "Daddy, I want to eat that!"

"Okay," Yin Cheng said, "You can only eat one piece."

Pearl's face immediately fell, "Waaah!"

"There's nothing we can do, son," Yin Cheng whispered to Zhenzhu. "If your stepfather finds out, we're both doomed."

Pearl pouted, "Okay." He saw Si Zhaozhao swinging the strainer and called out crisply, "Zhaozhao!"

Si Zhaozhao turned her head and saw that the crazy prince and his cute little boy coming.

"Oh, Pearl!" Si Zhaozhao picked up a fried chicken nugget and handed it to Pearl. "Crazy Thursday's original recipe chicken, have a taste."

Yin Cheng: "..." This kid isn't pretending at all.

Si Zhaozhao found it hard to believe that such an adorable little darling like Pearl was the biological son of that neurotic and deranged prince.

It must be because of the king!

"Be careful, it's hot. Blow on it yourself." Si Zhaozhao spoke gently, afraid of scaring Pearl.

Pearl puffed out her cheeks and blew on the chicken nugget for a long time before carefully taking it. Just as she was about to start chewing it, she heard Lin Nian and Jingyi's voices.

Pearl was so nervous that her hands were shaking, and she couldn't even hold the chicken nuggets properly.

Yin Cheng immediately grabbed Pearl, climbed out the window, and jumped out with extremely agile and skillful movements.

Pearl asked softly, "Has Daddy seen us?"

"No." Yin Cheng carried his son to the main hall. "We can run fast."

Pearl chuckled to herself and confidently began munching on her chicken nuggets.

In the kitchen, everyone was used to the prince's unconventional ways, but Si Zhaozhao did not.

Lin Nian came in and saw Si Zhaozhao's complicated expression. "Why the expression? Is there something wrong with the food?"

Si Zhaozhao snapped out of his daze, calmly shook his head, and said, "Ugh, this smoke is so strong I can't even open my eyes."

Lin Nian, unsuspecting, checked the dishes with Jingyi. After they finalized the serving time and order, Lin Nian realized she hadn't seen her husband and son yet.

It was still early, a full hour before the banquet. He found some oil paper, wrapped some chicken pieces, and prepared to feed them to Pearl.

Although Pearl is quite fleshy now and feels soft when you squeeze it, Lin Nian still worries that Pearl might be cold or hungry.

Being a stepfather always brings endless worries.

He found the father and son in the front yard; they were sitting on the stone steps watching the koi in the small pond.

"Ah Cheng." Lin Nian sat down next to the man and waved the oil paper package in her hand at Pearl. "Pearl, guess what your little daddy brought you?"

Pearl smelled the aroma, her eyes lit up, "Meatballs!"

Lin Nian handed the oil paper package to Pearl and leaned on the man's shoulder.

Yin Cheng stretched out his long arm and wrapped it around his wife's waist.

Lin Nian felt a little embarrassed, but thinking that the place was surrounded by artificial hills and was relatively secluded, she stopped being awkward and nestled against the man openly.

"What are you two doing here?" Lin Nian asked. "Watching the fish?"

"I'm thinking, why don't we wait until after the second baby is born before going back to the North?" Yin Cheng said. "The journey is too arduous, and you and the baby will suffer."

Lin Nian pursed her lips and said reluctantly, "Why don't you go first?"

Without a second thought, Yin Cheng refused, "No."

"I'm fine..." Lin Nian said somewhat unsure of herself, "Well, I'm not that delicate."

Yin Cheng smiled and said, "Wife."

"Um?"

"It's better if you're a little delicate." Yin Cheng couldn't be happier if his wife was a delicate little thing, preferably one who would complain of being tired after walking just a few steps, so that he could stick to his wife all the time.

Lin Nian chuckled, then quickly looked saddened. "But what about the Northern Border..."

"What does it matter? I wasn't here for the past few years either, and the North was still doing just fine," Yin Cheng said. "Of course, it's all thanks to my excellent management."

Lin Nian's cheeks flushed slightly. "Ah...you, you knew all along?"

Yin Cheng turned his head and kissed his wife. "Very impressive."

Lin Nian pursed her lips, and after a while, she began to complain, "At first, they didn't listen to me... so I thought of some ways... later..."

Yin Cheng listened quietly, feeling deeply sorry for his wife's sacrifices over the years. All his unspoken words were expressed in a kiss on his lips.