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

On the day of the Dragon Boat Festival, Yin Cheng was summoned to the palace by the emperor to celebrate the festival.

The imperial kitchen prepared not only many sweet and sour dishes today, but also many hot and sour dishes.

Especially the chopped chili fish head in the very center, the spiciness hits your nose directly.

Yin Cheng's suspicious gaze shifted from the chopped chili fish head to the smiling man's face.

The emperor tapped the table. "What kind of look is that? Finish your food and go back."

Yin Cheng stared at Bai Yuchen. "Brother Bai, what brings you here?"

The emperor peeled the rice dumpling and placed it in Yin Cheng's bowl. "Lord Bai has done a great job in disaster relief and even saved Zhao Qing's life. It is only reasonable for me to treat him to a meal."

Yin Cheng thought about it and felt that it made some sense, so he stopped worrying about it.

He looked down at the white glutinous rice dumpling in the bowl, "I don't like eating dumplings."

"You ate it." The emperor glared at him, poured honey on his zongzi, and said, "How can you celebrate the Dragon Boat Festival without eating zongzi?"

"I don't……"

The emperor glanced sideways. "You intend to defy the imperial decree?"

A huge hat was put on it.

Yin Cheng gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and stuffed the food into his mouth, eating a meal that made him look like he was wearing a mask of pain.

When he left the palace, he felt his cheeks were numb.

In the afternoon, Huayue returned to the manor with the zongzi (sticky rice dumplings) that Lin Nian had made. Jingyi was quite surprised, "The Prince actually made zongzi for His Highness?"

"Your Highness is truly blessed."

"These rice dumplings look so beautiful! Wang Jun is incredibly skillful, isn't he?"

Several young servants surrounded Huayue, and a few young men chatted about something, filling the courtyard with cheerful laughter.

When Hua Yue saw Yin Cheng return to the mansion, she rushed up to him and stuffed the rice dumpling in her hand into his arms.

"There's one of each flavor of these rice dumplings, both sweet and savory." Huayue took out a sachet from her sleeve. "And this sachet, they were all made by the young master himself."

The sachet was skillfully crafted into the shape of a small rice dumpling, filled with mugwort and some spices, giving it a unique flavor.

Yin Cheng tied the sachet around his waist, then noticed the duck egg-shaped tassel around Hua Yue's neck.

He asked, "Why are you wearing an egg around your neck?"

Upon hearing this, Hua Yue immediately covered her duck egg net, saying, "This was made for me by the young master!"

"I'm not stealing," Yin Cheng said, then paused, "Why didn't I?"

Hua Yue said, "This is something only children hang."

Yin Cheng handed the zongzi to Jingyi, "I'm going to find him."

Jingyi reminded him, "Don't forget to bring the gift I bought for the Prince."

"understood."

……

Yin was now very skilled at scaling walls; he knocked on the window frame.

Soon, someone in the room asked, "Your Highness?"

Yin Cheng climbed in through the window.

Lin Nian saw the small purse at his waist and a small smile curved her lips.

Yin Cheng brought a small makeup box, saying, "I bought you some jewelry."

Lin Nian pulled him to sit down on the soft couch, and placed the makeup box on the low table next to him.

"Huh..." Lin Nian was a little surprised. Why were the jewelry pieces this time not as bright red and purple, or as colorful as before?

This time, the jewelry looked strangely normal, which was completely out of character for a man.

He looked up at the man opposite him. "Your Highness, did you choose these yourself?"

Yin Cheng honestly replied, "They said my choices weren't good, so they gave me a booklet, and I bought the ones that looked like that."

"them?"

"My household servant."

Lin Nianbai gently fiddled with the jewelry in the makeup box with her delicate, fair fingers, and complained in a coquettish tone, "Why does Your Highness always buy me so many? I can't possibly wear them all."

"I want you to be happy every day," Yin Cheng said. "I've noticed that the palace servants always buy jewelry after they receive their monthly allowance."

Yin Cheng had never raised a wife, and he didn't know what it was like for others to raise wives.

In short, as long as my wife is happy, that's all that matters.

Lin Nian smiled and poured tea for Yin Cheng. "Your Highness, I am very happy."

He picked up the hairpin. "Do I look good wearing this?"

"It looks good," Yin Cheng said.

Lin Nian was happily trying on the jewelry in the makeup box when she suddenly thought of that boy named Luo Ran from the Northern Border.

So he tentatively asked, "Won't Your Highness think I'm useless, a young man who only knows how to dress up every day? That I can't help you at all...?"

Yin Cheng said, "You don't need to help me with anything. Even if you enter the Prince's Mansion in the future, you don't need to force yourself to learn things you don't like."

Lin Nian was taken aback. "But if Prince Ke Cheng doesn't know anything, you'll be laughed at by others."

"Let him laugh," Yin Cheng said. "To me, you're much more important than saving face."

Lin Nian thought, no wonder everyone loves sweet talk, it's really... hard to resist...

"Besides, who said you can't do anything?" Yin Cheng said.

"Your handwriting is much better than mine. I'll take you with me every time I go to the North. I'll have you write all the commemorative documents I send back, so my brother won't scold me for my ugly handwriting."

"You can also write poetry, how wonderful."

"You can play the zither too."

"Don't underestimate yourself, baby."

Lin Nian finally couldn't resist. She propped herself up on the low table with her hands and leaned in to kiss Yin Cheng on the cheek.

He quickly withdrew, as if he hadn't been the one who had stolen the kiss.

Yin Cheng blinked and gave a silly smile.

He pointed to his face, "Niannian, give me another kiss."

"Hmph," Lin Nian said softly, "No, I won't kiss you anymore."

Just as Yin Cheng was considering whether to press the beautiful woman down on the soft couch for a proper chat, he suddenly turned his head, focused for a moment, and said, "Someone's coming."

"Nian-ge'er, may I come in, elder brother?"

Lin Nian's eyes widened immediately.

Although he and Yin Cheng were already engaged, they weren't officially married yet, and he was too embarrassed to let others know that there was a man in his bedroom... It was just too shameful.

Especially considering how daring he was just now!

He immediately stood up, grabbed Yin Cheng's hand, and dragged him behind the gauze curtain. "Shh, don't make a sound."

Yin Cheng's languid voice made Lin Nian blush, "Nian Nian, I'm your fiancé now."

"Hey, you better hide quickly, don't get caught." Lin Nian gave him a playful glare, but it wasn't very forceful; it was more like she was being coquettish.

Yin Cheng nodded and pulled the gauze curtain over himself.

"Nian-ge'er?" The eldest brother of the Lin family knocked on the door again.

Lin Nianqing cleared her throat and patted her slightly flushed face. "Big brother, I'm here."

He stepped forward and opened the door. "Did you need something, brother?"

The eldest brother of the Lin family immediately noticed the two teacups neatly placed on the low table on the soft couch.

He glanced around the room as he asked, "I heard from my stepfather that you're engaged to someone from the Yin family?"

Yin Cheng did not deliberately conceal his aura, and the eldest brother of the Lin family discovered the man behind the gauze curtain almost instantly.

"It's Ninth Prince Yin Cheng." Lin Nian's face remained flushed as she spoke of the man, her rosy cheeks making Yin Cheng's heart itch.

When Lin Nian raised her head, he immediately hid behind the gauze curtain.

Lin Nian was naturally unaware that the man had been watching him, and was secretly pleased that he had hidden him.

Little did they know that the eldest brother of the Lin family had seen everything, and his fist was clenched so tightly in his sleeve that it was almost crushed.

Shameless! Debauched! A scoundrel who covets Nian-ge'er!

She dared to barge into a young man's boudoir before they were even married. Who knows what she'll do after they're married?

Thinking of this, the eldest brother of the Lin family said seriously, "Nian-ge'er, how about we cancel this marriage? That Prince Cheng doesn't look like a good person at all."