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

"I...I was just...worried that he would be cold," Su Han said. "Yes, yes, I was just worried that he would be cold."

His expression was so strange that Lan Shu immediately sensed something was wrong.

"You...you've always remembered that Lin Yunting has already...?"

Su Han shuddered violently as the needle pierced her flesh, drawing out a bead of blood.

He stammered, "Young Master Lan, I'm going to sleep, yes, I'm going to sleep. You, you should go back now, I need to sleep."

Lan Shu could have easily said: Lin Yunting is dead, and the person who is alive now is Lin Yuntang.

The person you love is dead.

But he couldn't say anything.

In that instant, he suddenly understood why Lin Yuntang didn't defend himself and why he took on the responsibility of being a younger brother.

He's so pitiful.

He knows everything, and he experiences the pain of losing his loved one every day with a clear mind.

Ke Yuntang is not Yunting.

Even if he is deceiving himself, dreams will always shatter one day.

Su Han climbed into bed and covered her head with the blanket, as if that would make her ignore the sounds from the outside world.

Lan Shu didn't leave, but walked up to him and asked, "Young Master Su, do you know why Yuntang refuses to give me a formal title?"

Lan Shu continued, "Because you mistook him for Yun Ting, he was afraid you would be upset if you saw us getting married."

"But he is not Yunting, he is my Yuntang."

"sorry."

The person under the covers remained silent, only suppressing sobs, very softly, like a gust of wind.

The door opened and closed, and silence returned to the surroundings.

Su Han burst into tears.

Lan Shu looked up at the two people on the rooftop. "Let's go back."

Yin Cheng silently followed, "If you just tell him like that, won't he do something rash?"

Lan Shu said, "No, he actually... knew everything, but he just didn't want to accept it, and eventually it became hysteria."

Lin Yuntang, who had been silent all along, suddenly said, "His condition is inconsistent; he's often not thinking clearly."

Yin Cheng said, "This is an illness, isn't it? Why don't you find a doctor to take a look at him?"

"It's no use. The doctor said it's a mental issue that he needs to figure out on his own."

Yin Cheng asked, "How did the fifth brother die?"

"There are many clans and sects in the Miao region of Southwest China, and each force has its own expertise in something," Lin Yuntang said. "Some forces do not submit to the rule of the Great Yin Dynasty, which often leads to disputes."

Yin Cheng asked, "What does this have to do with Lao Wu's death?"

Lan Shu rolled her eyes at him. "What's the rush? Can't you just let me finish speaking?"

Lin Yuntang continued, "One of these forces is called the Xuanyi Sect. This sect is extremely cruel and vicious. In order to practice evil arts, they have killed hundreds of children."

"Yun Ting was ordered to wipe out this sect, but unexpectedly, half a month later, the leader of the Xuan Yi sect stormed into the military camp alone, threw down his head, and left."

Yin Cheng asked, "Fifth Brother's head? Are you sure?"

"Although the head was completely disfigured, it had a birthmark behind the ear that was exactly the same as Yunting's," Lin Yuntang said. "It is undoubtedly Yunting."

Yin Cheng's focus, however, was elsewhere. "So you're saying that a demonic cult leader killed so many innocent people, broke into a military camp, and still managed to escape unscathed?"

Lin Yuntang: "...This person's martial arts are unpredictable, he is cunning and treacherous, and he is very difficult to capture."

Lan Shu asked, "Besides the birthmark, is there any other evidence?"

Lin Yuntang shook his head.

Lan Shu said, "What if Yun Ting isn't dead? It's just a birthmark; it should be easy to fake."

He pondered for a moment, "You just said that the cult leader is cunning and extremely shrewd. Then why would he send a head to the military camp? Was it merely for intimidation and revenge?"

"But he didn't need to come in person at all. Couldn't he have just sent one of his men? Or is he really that confident?"

He tugged at Yin Cheng's sleeve. "My lord, shall we go to that Xuanyi Sect tomorrow?"

"Oh, now that I'm in your service, I'm your lord."

Lan Shu blinked and said playfully, "If Yun Ting hadn't died, wouldn't the Lord not have to be so sad?"

Yin Cheng thought about it and felt that it made some sense. "But if I suddenly disappear, my husband will worry."

"Don't worry, I have a way."

The next day, Lan Shu told Lin Nian that they were going to the Southwest Army's camp to exchange their experiences in attack and defense, and that they would probably be back in two or three days.

Lin Nian didn't suspect anything, she just told the man to be careful and didn't ask any further questions.

Yin Cheng suddenly felt a sense of panic, as if he were secretly doing something behind his wife's back. "Niannian..."

"What's wrong?"

Yin Cheng said, "You are a small cake."

Lin Nian asked, puzzled, "What do you mean?"

"sweet."

Lin Nian smiled, her eyes crinkling, "So sweet!"

He suddenly remembered something and exclaimed, "Oh right, you said you'd make me a cake!"

"Okay, when we get back we'll build a kiln in the yard." Yin Cheng paused, "He should know how to make the recipes, let him build the kiln first."

"Everyone says her name is Si Zhaozhao!" Lin Nian said. "Fourth Brother is waiting for you, you'd better hurry up, or you'll be late."

Yin Cheng felt a pang of conscience when he realized his wife didn't know about Lao Wu's affair.

Although the probability of Lin Yunting surviving was extremely slim, almost negligible, the group still held onto a sliver of hope.

On the way to the Xuanyi Sect, Lin Yuntang explained some things about the sect to Yin Cheng and Lan Shu.

Besides using children to practice evil arts, this sect is also very skilled at using poison.

In the Miao region of southwestern China, no power is immune to the use of poison.

After taking the antidote pills, the three of them split up and infiltrated the Xuan Yi Sect.

As the one with the best martial arts skills among the three, Yin Cheng didn't even need to draw lots; he was directly assigned to fight the big boss.

According to Lan Shu, this person's crimes are heinous and he deserves to die.

Even if this trip confirms that Lao Wu is really dead, we must wipe out the entire Xuan Yi Sect.

Otherwise, it won't have been a wasted trip.

Yin Cheng was cursing and swearing, full of resentment. Who doesn't want to slack off in a team fight?

The Xuan Yi Sect appeared quite poor, with wooden structures everywhere that looked dilapidated.

The suspension bridge, in particular, creaks and groans loudly when you step on it, as if it's about to break and collapse at any moment.

Lan Shu meant to investigate secretly first, but Yin Cheng found it troublesome and walked in carelessly.

The cultists patrolling the area were probably seeing such audacious individuals for the first time, and they immediately grabbed their weapons and started fighting.

Yin Cheng was quite at ease at first, but he only started to feel troubled when the group of followers realized they couldn't win and began spewing poison everywhere.

The yellowish-green dust filling the sky was incredibly powerful; even the surrounding vegetation was visibly wilting.

He leaped to a high place and threw the tinder he carried with him into the yellowish-green dust. It burst into flames and crackled instantly, which showed how high the concentration of dust was.

However, the followers acted as if nothing had happened, completely unaffected by the poison, moving freely within the dust circle.