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

Lan Shu silently rolled her eyes at him and silently drowned her sorrows in alcohol.

Suddenly, a very light footstep sounded beside her ear. Lan Shu paused, instinctively wanting to turn around, but then, as if remembering something, a hint of embarrassment flashed across her face.

He jumped off the roof and said dryly, "I'm going to sleep."

The owner of the footsteps leaped onto the roof ridge, watching Lan Shu's almost fleeing figure, feeling a pang of pain in his heart.

Yin Cheng said, "If you don't come back soon, I'm even planning to go to the military camp to arrest people."

Lin Yuntang pursed his lips, staring blankly in the direction Lan Shu had left.

Yin Cheng pulled out a nail polishing stone from somewhere and slowly began filing his nails, waiting for the other party to speak.

After a long silence, Lin Yuntang finally spoke, "I like Lan Shu."

Yin Cheng didn't even look up. "So?"

Lin Yuntang said, "But I can't marry him right now."

"reason?"

"..."

Yin Cheng said, "What, do you think Lan Shu is not good enough for you?"

Lin Yuntang's face drained of color in an instant. He closed his eyes and then opened them again, as if he had finally made up his mind, and said, "I'll take you to see someone."

Yin Cheng frowned. "Now?"

Shouldn't I be going home to cuddle with my wife and go to sleep at this hour?

Yin Cheng thought to himself: Oh right, this guy doesn't have a wife yet, how pitiful.

Lin Yuntang said, "I don't want Nian-ge'er to know."

"Alright," Yin Cheng stood up. "Let's go."

The two figures were hidden in the moonlight. After they left, a figure in red quietly followed them.

Lin Yuntang led Yin Cheng to a small courtyard in the Five Poisons Fortress. There was only one old peach tree in the courtyard. Many red ropes were wrapped around the tree, indicating that the owner of the house had a rather romantic taste.

The two hid on the roof opposite the main house.

Just then, a beautiful figure carrying a candlestick walked past the window. Judging from her figure, she must have been a very graceful young man.

Yin Cheng said, "You didn't bring me here to see your lover, did you?"

Lin Yuntang said, "Fifth Brother is dead."

His words came out of nowhere, without any build-up, and in a very calm tone, as if he were talking about something trivial.

Yin Cheng, who had been lazily squinting, suddenly opened his eyes wide upon hearing this. "I didn't quite hear you. What did you say?"

Lin Yuntang repeated, "Fifth brother is dead. I haven't dared to tell the family, afraid that my uncle and Nian-ge'er wouldn't be able to bear it."

Yin Cheng instantly understood. "So you're going to marry this person in place of your brother?"

"I don't mean to marry him," Lin Yuntang said after a moment of silence. "It's just that he mistook me for Yunting, and I'm afraid that if I marry Lanshu, it will upset him."

"Dude, are you stupid?" Yin Cheng didn't understand. "Why don't you just explain this to Lan Shu? Why bring up your sweetheart?"

Lin Yuntang quickly explained, "I didn't say it was my sweetheart; I meant we can't get married for the time being."

Yin Cheng laughed in anger, "So you think this is fair to Lan Shu? Is it fair to the person below him? He wants Lin Yunting, not you, Lin Yuntang."

"But Yunting is dead." Lin Yuntang's voice was hoarse, and if you listened closely, there was a hint of sobs. "I can bear the pain of losing a loved one alone."

"I don't understand," Yin Cheng said.

Lin Yuntang said, "Nian-ge used to raise a rabbit. When the rabbit died, he almost fainted from crying. If he knew that Yunting had died, he would be devastated."

Yin Cheng: "...I understand."

Yin Cheng silently turned to look at Lan Shu, who was hiding in the shadows, then at Lin Yuntang. "So you're planning to wrong our Lan Shu, not even giving him a proper title, just for that person below him?"

"I..." Lin Yuntang said softly, "I didn't think that much. He can't accept Yunting's death; his hysteria is already very severe. Now he's mistaking me for Yunting. If I upset him further, I'm afraid he..."

Yin Cheng nodded. "Putting that aside for now, how long do you plan to keep the matter of Fifth Brother a secret?"

"I don't know," Lin Yuntang said. "We'll keep it a secret as long as we can."

Yin Cheng asked, "What if one day we can no longer hide it?"

"..."

Lan Shu also jumped onto the roof and said, "Don't push him."

Yin Cheng asked incredulously, "When did I force him?"

Lan Shu said, "The matter of the fifth son needs to be considered carefully."

"What's the plan?" Yin Cheng asked.

"We need to find a way that will cause the least harm to Lord Lin and the others," Lan Shu said. "As for Fifth Brother's sweetheart, it's not good to keep it from him all the time. I'll go down and talk to him."

He paused, then turned his head. "I know you want to protect him, but this kind of deception will only make him suffer more when he wakes up."

Lin Yuntang kept his eyes glued to Lan Shu, as if afraid he would disappear at any moment.

But he felt guilty and didn't know what to say or do.

He watched as Lan Shu jumped down into the courtyard and knocked on the door.

Soon, the person in the room opened the door carrying a candlestick. He asked with some confusion, "Who are you?"

Lan Shu smiled gently.

After the two boys entered the room, Yin Cheng patted Lin Yuntang on the shoulder and said, "Lan Shu is smarter, listen to him."

Lin Yuntang suddenly asked out of the blue, "Has he been crying?"

Yin Cheng's expression immediately turned strange. "Then go ask him. Why are you asking me?"

Lin Yuntang stared blankly into space, seemingly lost in thought.

Inside the room, the two boys sat around the table.

"Are you a friend of Yunting, young master?"

Lan Shu mumbled, "I guess you could say that."

Su Han asked, "Then what brings you here, young master?"

"I just happened to be passing by. I've often heard Yunting mention you before, so I came to see you."

Just passing by? Su Han glanced at the dark sky outside the window.

He asked suspiciously, "Young master, are you passing by here in the middle of the night?"

Lan Shuwen replied without changing his expression, "Yes, I just happened to be passing by. But Young Master Su, why aren't you resting so late at night?"

Su Han smiled faintly, "I couldn't sleep, so I thought I'd do some needlework."

Lan Shu looked at the cloth basket, which contained a pair of gloves that were not yet finished.

Judging by the size, it was definitely not made for him.

Lan Shu asked, "Were those gloves made for Yun Ting?"

Su Han nodded, his eyes filled with tenderness, and a hint of shyness from a young man yearning for love. "He's in the military camp, and his hands always get frostbite during winter drills. I was thinking that having a pair of gloves would help."

"It looks very good," Lan Shu said. "Young Master Su, I lied to you just now."

Su Han looked at him with a puzzled expression.

Lan Shu said, "I'm actually not Yun Ting's friend. I've never met him. I...I'm...Lin Nian's friend."

"Lin Nian..." Su Han said, "Ah, I know him. I've heard Yun Ting mention him before."

The candlelight on the table flickered, and the dim light made it difficult to see clearly, especially when doing needlework.

Lan Shu said, "Needlework can be done during the day, and besides, the weather isn't cold enough to require gloves yet, so why bother staying up late to work?"

Su Han's face stiffened, and her expression suddenly became strange, as if she were about to cry, but she managed to force a smile.