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

Lin Yunting lay in bed for three days before finally waking up slowly.

As soon as he woke up, Si Zhaozhao, who had brought him food, immediately put down her bowl, took a deep breath, and ran out, megaphone-like, shouting, "Fifth Brother is awake! Fifth Brother is awake! Someone come quick!"

When Lin Yunting opened his eyes, he saw Su Han asleep by the bedside. He couldn't move, and out of the corner of his eye, he could only see Su Han's unhealthy, yellowish, and dry hair.

He tried to reach out and touch it, but he had no strength left in his body and couldn't even lift his hand.

Si Zhaozhao's shout immediately alerted most of the Zhao family.

Immediately afterwards, a number of people filed into the room.

Lin Yunting: "..."

No, with so many faces gathered around him, anyone who didn't know better would think they were there to pay their respects.

Startled awake, Su Han ignored the people behind him and immediately looked at Lin Yunting.

Their eyes met, and Lin Yunting saw Su Han's bloodless, pale face.

He felt a pang of pain in his heart, his throat tightened, but he couldn't say anything.

After several days of tension, Su Han finally relaxed and smiled.

Lin Yunting opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

Zhao Duo explained, "Uncle Ting, you can't speak yet; it will take some time before you recover."

Lin Yunting looked at Lin Yuntang.

Lin Yuntang immediately understood his look. "Little Stone has been caught and is now locked in the dungeon."

Lin Yunting finally felt relieved and slowly winked at him.

Lan Shu suddenly said out of the blue, "You two look quite alike."

"Of course they look alike, they're twins." Lin Nian leaned closer. "Fifth Brother, how are you feeling? Is anything bothering you?"

Yin Cheng put his arm around Lin Nian and casually pinched his wife's earlobe. "Fifth brother can't speak yet."

Lin Nian said somewhat embarrassedly, "I forgot."

The pregnant man will be forgiven no matter what he does.

Everyone started chatting animatedly.

"It's good that you're awake, it's good that you're awake."

"Yunting, you should get some rest."

Consider this period of time a vacation for you.

At this moment, when the adults weren't paying attention, Little Round Face kicked off her shoes and climbed onto the bed.

Suddenly, a magnified version of Xiao Yuanyuan's face flashed into Lin Yunting's eyes.

This little guy looks exactly like my younger brother when he was a child.

Lin Nian was startled. "Pearl, don't press on your uncle's hand."

Pearl turned her head, put her hands on her hips, and pouted unhappily, "Pearl isn't heavy! I'm very light!"

Yin Cheng scooped up the pearls as if they were a small basin.

Pearl waved her hand, her little voice calling out repeatedly, "Uncle, Uncle."

The scene was like the White Snake and Xu Xian being forcibly stopped by Fahai; both sides were sincere and affectionate, which made Yin Cheng's heart of stone stand out.

Pearl's sweet little voice melted the hearts of her two uncles present.

Lin Yuntang silently reached out and pinched the little round face. "Pearl, be good. I'll play with you again when your fifth uncle is better."

Pearl finally calmed down, "Okay!"

Yin Cheng, holding his son, looked around the bedside. "Where are your shoes?"

Zhao Duo silently crawled under the bed to pick up Pearl's shoes.

Yin Cheng thought to himself: OK, Huang Mao gets a point.

Atuna Qianyuan said, "Yunting needs to rest now, let him get some rest."

Before leaving, Lin Nian said, "Fifth Brother, get well soon."

Lin Yunting winked at him.

After everyone left, Su Han finally let out the tears he had been holding back. But his eyes were filled with joy, as if he were crying tears of happiness, or as if he had found something he had lost.

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According to Zhao Lang, this leader of the Black-Clad Cult previously used the alias Little Stone, pretending to be chased and killed. He was later rescued by Lin Yunting and took the opportunity to become a spy for the Southwest Army.

According to the people sent to wipe out the remnants of the Xuan Yi Sect, the sect leader infiltrated the Southwest Army with the aim of using the soldiers' bodies to practice Gu poison.

Strong and robust soldiers are more suitable to be insect containers than ordinary people.

No wonder he went to the trouble of throwing a fake head into the military camp; it was to prevent the Southwest Army from finding out about the insect vessel.

Fortunately, Lin Yunting has been successfully rescued. No matter what the Black-Clad Cult Leader's plans are, they will all come to naught in the end.

The matter was considered resolved after the secret execution of the Black-Clad Cult Leader and his followers.

However, new problems arose.

Lan Shu and Lin Yuntang have no more barriers between them, and recently, their separation has made them even closer, and they are very affectionate.

Yin Cheng began to worry, because if things continued like this, Lan Shu was destined to marry into the southwest.

Although the Northern Territory had managed to survive for several years without a strategist, he, as the commander, understood the difference between having a strategist and not having one best.

However, what he didn't know was that Lan Shu and Lin Yuntang were only superficially close; in reality, Lan Shu had already mastered the art of Yin-Yang literature to its highest level.

The day after Lin Yunting woke up, Lan Shu packed her bags and prepared to say goodbye to everyone.

Before he could even leave the house, Lin Yuntang stopped him.

Lin Yuntang was inwardly panicking. Unlike the fifth brother, he wasn't eloquent, so he could only stammer out, "Where are you going?"

Lan Shu curled his lip, "Wandering the world."

"Don't go."

Lan Shu rolled her eyes at him. "What's it to you?"

Lin Yuntang said firmly, "I don't care about you."

"Who do you think you are?" Lan Shu said. "I was just playing around with you, and you actually took it seriously."

He thought for a moment and added, "After all, I have 108 men waiting for me to favor in the North. You can go and get in line. Maybe it will be your turn in a year or two."

Lin Yuntang knew that his actions had hurt Lan Shu. "I'm sorry, I was presumptuous. I thought this was the best thing for everyone. I was wrong. Can you... forgive me?"

Lan Shu crossed his arms and remained silent.

"I'm really useless." Lin Yuntang chuckled softly, his eyes filled with desolation. "I can't do anything right... It's only right that you don't forgive me... It's only right."

Lan Shu paused, thinking: How should I put it... it's strangely familiar...

"You can go now." Although Lin Yuntang said this, he did not let go and just stared at the other person with a heavy gaze.

"Then let go of me! What kind of behavior is this, pulling and tugging at me like this?"

"..."

Lin Yuntang wouldn't let go, and Lan Shu couldn't possibly beat him up. He said irritably, "Didn't you tell me to leave? What, you can't bear to part with me?"

Lin Yuntang said in a low, hoarse voice, feigning weakness, "Yes, I can't bear to part with you. Lanshu, don't go."

Lan Shu felt his heart burning under that intense gaze, and he said fiercely, "What are you doing!"

The usually law-abiding man suddenly moved and pulled him into a tight embrace.

Lan Shu was held tightly in the man's arms, and she heard his low, hoarse voice pleadingly in her ear, "Please, don't go."

The man's body temperature was high, and the burning heat penetrated the fabric, making Lan Shu feel hot all over as well.

"Don't do this." Lan Shu tried to push the man away, but found she couldn't budge him, and couldn't help but feel a little annoyed.