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

The two sat at a small table in the shop to rest; the table was filled with bamboo tubes and porcelain bowls.

There's so much milk tea, and some of the toppings are so plentiful they're like porridge. He definitely can't finish it all by himself.

So every time he tasted a flavor he liked, he would make Huang Quan Shaoxia try it too.

"Siheng, this tastes so good!"

"This one is delicious too, you should try it."

Lin Siheng thought to herself, in the little liar's mind, there is no such thing as bad milk tea.

Just then, one of the younger men suddenly spoke up, "Grandpa?"

He quickly shook his head after saying that, "No, no, old man isn't that young..."

Seeing the shopkeeper staring blankly, the waiter asked, "Shopkeeper, what are you looking at?"

The shopkeeper didn't answer him. He walked out from behind the counter and approached the young couple in the corner.

"Excuse me, sir, do you know Lin... Guishan Blood Drink?"

Lin Siheng's heart skipped a beat. Oh no! Could it be that it's that old man's enemy again?

He smiled slightly, preparing his familiar set of words, when the other party spoke first.

The shopkeeper gasped; upon closer inspection, the young man looked even more like an old man.

His features even resembled those of Young Master Qingheng.

It can't be...

The shopkeeper tentatively asked, "Is this the Second Young Master Siheng?"

Among their generation, Zhishan was the eldest, and he was the second.

Normally only the servants in the household would call him Second Young Master. Who is this person in front of you?

Lin Siheng, seeing that the shopkeeper didn't look like a bad person and was also a husband, said, "Probably."

He gripped the Yellow Springs Sword in his hand without making a sound.

According to Guishan tradition, when one cannot achieve perfect harmony between man and sword, the sword must not leave one's body.

The shopkeeper was overjoyed. "I am Uncle Fu, the young master's personal servant!"

Lin Siheng's mind didn't quite process it. Who was this young master? Lin Ling?

Before he could even ask, the shopkeeper opposite him had already anticipated what he was about to say.

"It's your uncle, Lin Nian," Uncle Fu said. "I rarely go back to Beijing now. We met when you were little."

Lin Siheng thought to himself, "In Uncle Cheng's territory, no one should dare to impersonate my uncle's people, right?"

Although he didn't remember anything, it didn't stop him from exclaiming "Oh!" in sudden realization, "So it's Uncle Fu!"

Xiao Fu never expected that the old man's child would appear in Caixia City, and that he would even bring a little boy with him!

That old man was so useless back then; he didn't get married until he was over thirty.

See, this is what it means for the student to surpass the teacher.

Young master, you're so young, yet you already have a beautiful woman by your side!

"Are you here in Caixia City for fun?" Xiao Fu pulled up a stool, sat down opposite the two, and asked, "When did you arrive?"

"We just arrived," Lin Siheng asked. "Uncle Fu, we're looking for the Pramana Sutra. Have you heard of it?"

"The Prasenajit..." Xiao Fu said, "I've never heard of it, but Young Master Pearl likes strange and unusual things, so maybe he knows it. It's just that you've come at an inopportune time; Young Master Pearl is away traveling."

"When we came out, Uncle Cheng and the others had already picked up Pearl and brought her back to Beijing."

Xiao Fu said, "I see." He said somewhat apologetically, "I wouldn't dare to make decisions about Young Master Pearl's things on my own. If it's not urgent, I'll send a message to Prince Wang by carrier pigeon."

Lin Siheng nodded, "Then I'll trouble you."

They were waiting for the group of foreign merchants in Caixia City on the third day of next month, so they decided to stay for a couple more days.

Xiao Fu said, "Do you have a place to stay? The Marshal's Mansion isn't far from here, I'll take you there."

Jiang Xiao was sipping milk tea when she suddenly heard the Marshal's Mansion, which startled her.

That's His Highness Prince Cheng, a ruthless killer who kills without hesitation. Just thinking about his mansion sends chills down my spine.

Lin Siheng noticed that Jiang Xiao trembled slightly, so he said, "No need to trouble yourself. We'll stay at the Crescent Moon Inn on the lower street. We've already paid for a full month's stay."

Xiao Fu didn't insist, but simply said, "If you need anything, just come to the Marshal's Mansion to find me."

"it is good."

"I'll also have someone inquire about the Pramana Sutra you mentioned. Which room are you staying in? If I get the news, I'll send someone to find you."

"Eleven rooms."

"it is good."

Xiao Fu stood up and, without saying a word, began to take out his money pouch. "Second Young Master, please take this five hundred taels of silver. Don't suffer while you're away from home."

Lin Siheng: "..." No, you're giving money right after we meet?

The servants around my uncle are all so rich.

Lin Siheng was too embarrassed to take Xiaofu's money, but Xiaofu insisted on giving it to him.

"When I was in the capital, my grandfather often gave me flowers..." Xiao Fu paused, then said somewhat awkwardly, "...he often gave me silver coins as pocket money."

That person now holds a prestigious position, and they are no longer on the same path as him.

Lin Siheng was shocked. "The old man can be this generous?"

Xiao Fu smiled. "He's a very good person."

Lin Siheng thought to himself: I didn't see it at all.

That old bastard.

"Second Young Master, please take this. If it's not enough, just let me know." Xiao Fu called over the waiter and asked him to pack up all the milk tea in the shop and send it to Crescent Moon Inn.

Even someone as thick-skinned as Lin Siheng was somewhat flattered. "Uncle Fu, this is too much, we can't finish it all."

If we can't finish this much, and we bring in another table, it will all be a waste.

Xiao Fu, being generous and magnanimous, said, "Just try a little of each kind. It's just water. If you can't finish it, just throw it away. It's not like it's anything valuable."

Lin Siheng was quite embarrassed.

At this moment, someone called Xiao Fu over. Xiao Fu bowed slightly and said, "Second Young Master, then I won't disturb you any longer."

Lin Siheng stood up. "Uncle Fu, take care."

After Xiao Fu left, Lin Siheng sat back down and noticed that Jiang Xiao seemed a little absent-minded.

He squeezed the little liar's hand. "What's wrong?"

Jiang Xiao was too embarrassed to admit that she had been frightened by Prince Cheng. "No, it's nothing."

Lin Siheng thought for a moment and asked, "Were you frightened by Prince Cheng?"

Jiang Xiao nodded slightly, realizing that her thoughts had been exposed.

Lin Siheng also couldn't understand why anyone would feel scared just by hearing Uncle Cheng's name.

Why are you afraid?

Jiang Xiao dared to whisper when she saw that no one was around: "I once heard people say that when His Highness Prince Cheng is unhappy, he likes to kill people, and he likes to disembowel them, just like killing chickens."

As he spoke, he gestured, "They even cut off people's heads and used them as footballs, and took the bones out raw to make ornaments."

"Uncle Cheng is a very good person. He wouldn't cut off people's heads to kick around like a ball, nor would he take human bones to use as decorations," Lin Siheng said.

Jiang laughed and said, "But that's what everyone says..."

"You didn't see it with your own eyes, did you?" Lin Siheng asked. "Do you believe what outsiders say or what I say?"

Jiang Xiao replied without hesitation, "I believe you!"

"Uncle Cheng and the others will probably stay in the capital until April next year. After we return to the capital, I will take you to see him. You can see for yourself whether he is as rumored."

Jiang Xiao nodded, "Okay."

Although he was still a little scared, he believed everything Lin Siheng said!