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

Atuna Qianyuan quickly retrieved the Gu worms and said to Lin Yuntang, "You are his closest brother, so now it's your turn to make this decision."

Lin Yuntang looked up and saw that his eyes were bloodshot overnight, making him look extremely haggard.

"What choice?" he asked in a hoarse voice.

Atuna Qianyuan said, "I have two kinds of Gu worms here, which may be able to save his life."

"One method is to let him coexist with the Gu worms, becoming their vessel."

"The advantage of this Gu worm is that it can keep Yunting alive, but the price is that he loses his memory of being human and will only obey the commands of the Gu worm's master from then on."

Artuna Qianyuan sighed, "Although we are alive, living like this is no different from being dead."

"Now I'm going to talk about the second one, which we call blood sacrifice in our clan. It involves placing the Gu worm on Yun Ting's body and having another person nourish the Gu worm with their blood."

"The advantage of this Gu worm is that Yunting can live like a human, but he can never leave the person who raises the Gu. After the Gu is fully formed, it will leave a mark on the hearts of both parties. If the person who raises the Gu lives, he lives; if the person who raises the Gu dies, he dies."

After hearing this, Yin Cheng asked, "So, the second type of Gu worm is equivalent to Lao Wu handing over his fate to someone else?"

Artuna Qianyuan said, "You could say that."

Su Han suddenly pushed open the door and walked out. "I do."

He choked up and said, "I'm willing to use my blood."

Atuna Qianyuan fixed her gaze on Lin Yuntang, seemingly waiting for him to make a decision.

Lan Shu asked, "What do you think? Fifth Brother doesn't have much time to wait for you to weigh the pros and cons."

Su Han suddenly knelt down in front of Lin Yuntang. "I beg you, with my blood, I beg you, I want Yunting to live, I beg you."

He kowtowed as he wept, his whole body trembling violently.

Lan Shu quickly helped him up, "What are you doing? Get up."

Lin Yuntang knew this was the best solution at the moment, so he nodded and said only one word, "Okay."

Atuna Qianyuan pulled Su Han along, saying, "Come with me."

After the door to the inner room was closed, a whole night passed, and it wasn't until the next morning that the people inside came out.

However, only Atuna Qianyuan came out.

No one left the side hall; they all waited for news.

Just like when they saw the attending physician come out of the ward, everyone crowded around, asking all at once, "How is it? Is Yunting's life saved?"

Atuna Qianyuan nodded. "It should be fine."

"That's good." Lan Shu finally breathed a sigh of relief, pulling the man back. "I'm relieved now. Go and rest for a while. Even the eagles beyond the Great Wall can't keep up with your endurance."

Lin Yuntang obediently let Lan Shu pull him away.

He and Lao Wu both own properties in Wudu Fortress, and Lan Shu already knows Lin Si's courtyard inside and out.

Yin Cheng also returned to the waterside pavilion.

Now that Lao Wu is alright, I still need to talk to Niannian about this.

The day Lin Wu was brought back, everyone tacitly kept it from him, mainly because his body was now too fragile to withstand any stimulation.

Inside the waterside pavilion, Pearl's little purse was broken, and Lin Nian was making her a new one.

"Wife," Yin Cheng said, "I'm going to take a shower. Could you get me some clothes?"

"Okay." Lin Nian put down her needle and thread and instructed Pearl, "Baby, no playing with needle and thread, do you hear me?"

Pearl nodded obediently.

Lin Nian is now very sensitive to smells, and he immediately smelled the blood on the man. He was just about to get some wound medicine when he suddenly remembered that this was the Zhao residence, not the Prince Cheng's residence.

He quickly shouted, "Don't wash with cold water, it's almost winter now!"

Yin Cheng had already entered the bathhouse and scooped up a spoonful of cold water to pour over his head.

Lin Nian found him some clothes, and seeing that he had indeed taken a cold shower, she angrily hit him and quickly went to ask the servants of the Zhao family for hot water.

That bastard always takes advantage of his youth and good health to neglect himself.

Yin Cheng was taking a cold bath when suddenly a handful of hot water was poured over his head.

Lin Nian picked up a loofah, dipped it in soapberry water, and began to rub the man's hair.

"It's filthy!" Lin Nian muttered.

Yin Cheng was so comfortable that he didn't even open his eyes. "Wife, you're so good to me."

Lin Nian said, "Shut up."

"Wife," Yin Cheng said, "I have something to tell you."

"What?"

"The person that the fourth brother carried back yesterday was the fifth brother."

"What?!"

Lin Nian momentarily lost her grip, causing Yin Cheng to wince in pain. "Wife, I'm bald! I'm bald!"

"Ah... ah, I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry." Lin Nian rubbed the man's head. "Are you alright?"

"Something's wrong," Yin Cheng said pitifully. "I need a kiss from my wife to feel better."

Lin Nian pouted and kissed the man's cheek. "Tell me quickly, Fifth Brother, what happened?"

Yin Cheng said, "He just got a minor injury outside, but he's fine now. He's resting quietly right now, so you can go see him after he's fully recovered."

Lin Nian said, "That's good."

Yin Cheng suddenly asked, "Wife, is your stomach hurting?"

Lin Nian shook her head, "I don't feel uncomfortable at all, and the baby is still so small, he can't feel anything."

"If you feel unwell in any way, you must tell me, okay?"

Lin Nian smiled and said, "Okay, honey."

Pearl played alone on the soft couch for quite a while before her two fathers appeared.

Lin Nian pulled the man to sit on the soft couch. The black clothes the man was wearing were made by his own hands.

He even secretly embroidered the character "念" (nian, meaning "to recite") on the inside of his shirt, hiding his little secret.

"I'm making a pearl pouch, it'll be almost finished," Lin Nian asked. "How is it? Does the design look good?"

Yin Cheng said, "It looks nice, but it's better as a button than a rope."

Lin Nian asked, "How do I do it?"

"A messenger bag, like this." Yin Cheng described the shape to his wife. "You can sew a button inside, and cover the opening with a piece of cloth on the outside, then sew another button to secure it."

Lin Nian found it very practical. "What are those buttons? How are they made?"

"Wood will do. I'll figure something out later."

"Okay." Lin Nian genuinely admired her husband. "Honey, you know so much!"

Yin Cheng said, "I used to trade small commodities at the night market when I was in elementary school, so I know a little about it."

"Elementary school? Business? Honey, did you go out to do business while you were in school?"

"Yes," Yin Cheng said, "There's no other way. If I don't find a way to make some money, I'll starve to death."

Lin Nian put down her needlework again. "Honey, how about we go to the market for some sour and spicy rice noodles at noon? I'm really craving them."

"Sure," Yin Cheng said. "I'll go out and buy a set of woodworking tools. I can even carve little rabbits; handicrafts are no problem for me."

What family would have a scholar worrying about making a living? Even in a farming family, a scholar doesn't have to work in the fields.

Lin Nian felt sorry for her man. He must have suffered a lot in his past life, which is why he has so much.