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

"Your Highness, Your Majesty, the auspicious time has arrived." Jingyi approached, "It's time to take your seats."

Yin Cheng picked up Pearl with one hand and led his wife to the wedding hall.

The wedding hall was decorated with great care, showing that a lot of thought and effort had been put into it.

Amidst the sound of firecrackers, a pair of red figures arrived hand in hand.

As Lin Nian watched the newlyweds exchange vows, she suddenly recalled the day she married her husband, and a smile involuntarily crept onto her lips.

After the newlyweds entered the bridal chamber, Zhang Huailing was escorted out by several colleagues.

Yin Cheng wasn't familiar with these Golden Guards, but men can understand each other's meaning with just a glance.

After Zhang Huailing finished exchanging pleasantries with each table of guests, he was pulled by his colleagues to drink with Prince Cheng.

"Brother Zhang, we absolutely have to have a drink today. Aren't you going to drink on such a joyous occasion?"

"That's right, come on, fill up Brother Zhang's cup."

Yin Cheng didn't even bother with their small bowls, and directly slammed a jar of wine in front of Zhang Huailing.

"Groom, are you raising fish?" Yin Cheng sat down, rolled up his sleeves to reveal his muscular forearms, and said, "Come on, have a drink."

Zhang Huailing picked up the wine jar and clinked it against Yin Cheng's. "Your Highness, please."

Half an hour later, several of his colleagues from the Golden Guards collapsed, and Yin Cheng and Zhang Huailing, drunk, began to address each other as brothers.

"Brother Zhang, our little Jiu'er—" Yin Cheng's mind went blank for a moment, and it took him a long time to remember what he was going to say, "Our little Jiu'er... what a wonderful person he is!"

Zhang Huailing nodded solemnly, "Little Jiu'er, okay!"

Lin Nian thought her man was going to say something heartfelt, but after holding it in for so long, he just uttered such nonsense, leaving her speechless.

This guy has never been this drunk before. Turns out all men are the same when they're drunk!

Si Zhaozhao was equally speechless. He regretted more than once why he lost his mind as soon as he saw the pearl and ran to sit at the main table.

This lunatic who likes to choke people looks like he'd go on a rampage after getting drunk...

If Zhang Huailing gets any more drunk, they probably won't be able to consummate their marriage tonight. Lin Nian quickly grabbed the man, "You're not allowed to drink anymore."

Yin Cheng's greatest virtue is that he listens to his wife. He put down the wine jar and said, "Okay, I'm not drinking anymore."

Lin Nian then said to Zhang Huailing, "Go back and keep Xiao Jiu company; it's time for the wedding night."

Zhang Huailing heard this and said, "Hmm!" He stood up and walked towards the bridal chamber, feeling dizzy.

"Can he manage on his own?" Lin Nian was a little worried that the man might fall to the ground after taking a few steps. Seeing that his steps were a little unsteady, she was a little uneasy, so she asked a guard to take him away.

As soon as Zhang Huailing turned the corner of the corridor, he completely changed his drunken state and strode towards the bridal chamber.

Most of the guests had left, leaving only a few waiters to clean up the mess.

Lin Nian used the back of her slightly cold hand to cool the man down, "Why did you drink so much? It's time to go back."

Yin Cheng nodded obediently, and the next moment he collapsed into his wife's arms.

Lin Nian couldn't lift him, so she called the guards, and they finally managed to get the man onto the carriage.

Pearl was already sleepy and was yawning in Si Zhaozhao's arms.

"Ah, ah! You're giving me the baby?" Si Zhaozhao was terrified. Liking a cute baby is one thing, but holding a cute baby in your own arms is another.

He was terrified that he might hurt Pearl or hold her improperly and make her uncomfortable.

Lin Nian lifted the curtain inside the carriage. "Zhao Zhao, come on up."

Si Zhaozhao boarded the carriage woodenly, consciously keeping her distance from the choking monster.

In Si Zhaozhao's heart, the king was a good king, and the princess was a good princess, but the choking monster was not so good; he was a lunatic!

The carriage in the Prince Cheng's mansion was made of a fixed, wide bench shaped like the Chinese character "凹" (U), with only a small table placed in front of the window.

The wide bench in the main seat is large enough for one person to lie down and sleep on; it was modified by Yin Cheng after Lin Nian married into the Prince Cheng's mansion.

Below is the space where you can put boxes, which can hold quite a lot of things.

Lin Nian took a blanket out of the box and wrapped it around Pearl. "Zhao Zhao, are you cold?"

Si Zhaozhao answered honestly, "A little."

Lin Nian took out her own cloak and draped it over Si Zhaozhao, saying, "Don't catch a cold."

Si Zhaozhao had just nodded and was about to thank him when he suddenly noticed that the choking monster's narrow eyes were staring at him.

Si Zhaozhao: "!" He wasn't drunk at all!

"Niannian..." Yin Cheng pulled his wife to sit next to him, clinging to her like he had no bones.

Lin Nian gently coaxed the man, "Is there anything wrong? You really are something, why did you drink so much? You'll feel terrible tomorrow."

Yin Cheng held his wife and kept rubbing his chin against her shoulder and neck.

"I feel dizzy," Yin Cheng mumbled.

This made Lin Nian feel very sorry for him. She put one arm around the man's back and gently pressed his temple with the other, trying to make him feel more comfortable.

Where Lin Nian couldn't see, Yin Cheng's face was practically beaming with joy.

Si Zhaozhao: "..." I feel so helpless. Can I call the police?! Can I?!

Si Zhaozhao was forced to watch a terrible performance. If he were the mentor, he would definitely give this student a zero!

Back at Prince Cheng's residence, Si Zhaozhao, following Jingyi's instructions, placed the pearl on a small bed in the main bedroom.

He was somewhat taken aback when he saw the crib. This...this is just...a large crib, isn't it?

Could it be... could it be that someone in Prince Cheng's mansion is also a time traveler?

"Zhaozhao, you've worked hard today," Lin Nian said. "Go back and get some rest."

Si Zhaozhao nodded haphazardly and returned to her room.

The Prince Cheng's mansion had few people, so each young man could have his own room. Only the guards would share a room with several people.

Si Zhaozhao felt increasingly uneasy. He had already been suspicious of the assessment system he had encountered in the imperial kitchen.

Now I see cribs again.

He quietly washed up and lay back in bed, but couldn't fall asleep no matter how much he tossed and turned.

He muttered to himself, "Damn it, I thought I was going to get the role of a powerful protagonist, but it turns out I'm going to get the role of cannon fodder."

"God, you're so unfair!"

"You need to get a sex change too!"

"No, I wish I could be reborn as a young man, but I'm destined to be a fertile boy..."

"I'd rather have my manhood cut off and become a eunuch; at least I wouldn't have to give birth."

"Poor Si Zhaozhao, a big blogger with millions of followers, I never thought she'd be reduced to being a wok-flipping machine by a pervert. Sigh!"

He sighed and complained endlessly.

On the rooftop, Ren Jiu, the bodyguard ordered to keep an eye on Si Zhaozhao, recorded every single word he said.

Lin Nian always takes care of her husband and baby herself.

The man was still holding onto his wrist, preventing him from leaving. Lin Nian kissed the man's cheek. "Honey, let go. I'll go get some water to wash your face."

Yin Cheng couldn't let his wife do these things, so he stopped pretending to be drunk and said, "I'll go, just wait patiently."

Lin Nian saw that his steps were steady, and he didn't seem drunk at all; he was clearly faking it!

That scoundrel of a man has no brains at all, and he's used everything on me.