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

The innocent young master Xia had never heard such shameless nonsense. His face flushed red, he fled in panic, unable to even stay in his own room.

Only Lin Er was still not satisfied and began to think about how to please Young Master Xia next time.

On the other side, Zhongli and Daxing finished their respective tasks and met up with Lin Er five days later.

Lin Er forged the letter and also handed over Li Liulang's personal belongings to Han Cejun.

They then used business as a pretext to lure the Li family to a brothel, bribed the madam, and spread rumors.

Li Liulang and the brothel boy had a child, who was none other than Han Jinhuan, the concubine of the late patriarch of the Xia family!

From then on, Han Cejun's identity was successfully forged.

In the past, the Li family would never have allowed a courtesan to tarnish their reputation.

But now this young man has married into the Xia family and given birth to the Xia family's only eldest grandson.

This is a completely different matter, after all, the Li family and the Xia family have complicated business dealings.

At this time, recognizing Han Jinhuan would be extremely beneficial to the Li family.

It's nothing more than damaging some of their reputation, and the head of the Li family has his own considerations about it.

The Xia family's direct line only has one son, Xia Ci'en, who also has half of the Li family's bloodline. If the Li family were to secretly manipulate things... it wouldn't be impossible for them to swallow up the Xia family.

Thus, each party, with their own ulterior motives, tacitly accepted the matter.

The ceremony for Han Jinhuan's "recognition of her ancestors" was extremely well-organized. Even the matriarch of the Li family, who had always been a vegetarian and Buddhist and indifferent to worldly affairs, made an appearance, holding Han Jinhuan's hand with tears streaming down her face.

She said some polite words like "child, you've suffered so much," and when she was deeply moved, she even took off the jade bracelet that she always wore on her wrist and put it on Han Jinhuan's wrist.

Of course, this identity cannot withstand close scrutiny, since Lin Er didn't do much research.

If someone is determined to investigate, they will naturally be able to find clues.

Xia Ying originally didn't want to come, but Lin Er coaxed and tricked her into coming.

Xia Ying hated Han Jinhuan to the core, but he was not one to act impulsively, so he simply watched coldly at this moment.

The family reunion between the Li and Xia families today was a grand affair, with many relatives from both sides attending, and the Li family ancestral hall was packed with people.

Han Jinhuan visited the Li family ancestral hall today, and will surely visit the Xia family ancestral hall tomorrow.

Therefore, he was all smiles and beaming with pride.

Beneath her flowing sleeves, Xia Ying clenched her fists.

Although he was young at the time, he clearly remembered how his stepfather died.

One summer when he was six years old, he and his uncle admired the lotus flowers in the pond in a small pavilion.

Midway through, a servant went to fetch iced drinks, while he and another servant went to the other side to pick lotus leaves. The small pavilion only had a pregnant man as a child.

It was at this moment that Han Jinhuan arrived at the lotus pond with her two burly husbands.

When Xia Ying heard the splashing sound, she looked up again and found the pavilion empty.

It's just a few steps away.

Still at home.

Xia Ying and his stepfather were caught off guard and were separated by death.

The Xia family head valued the young master more than the boy. When he was young, he was of low status and his words carried little weight. When he spoke the truth, he was falsely accused.

Furthermore, Han Jinhuan had already bribed the servants around his father. It was clearly that servant who led him to pick the lotus leaves, but in the end, it was said that he cried and made a fuss, wanting his father to pick the lotus leaves for him by hand, and unfortunately fell into the water and died.

The fact that he was branded with the infamy of causing his father's death was a small matter; the greatest hatred and pain in his heart was that he could not avenge his father.

In the past, he watched helplessly as his enemy was elevated to the status of a concubine, enjoying everything that should have belonged to his stepfather.

Now, he has to watch helplessly as his enemy changes his appearance and becomes popular with everyone.

Even though he knew it was all just a scheme for revenge, he still found the scene damnably offensive.

Suddenly, Lin Er grasped his hand.

"Yingying, just you wait and see. The higher you stand, the harder you fall."

The two of them stood in the corner. Xia Ying took a deep breath and said, "I understand."

Lin Er gently soothed his clenched fists, and took advantage of his moment of relaxation to penetrate him and intertwine their fingers.

"Yingying." Lin Er half-pulled him into his arms and said in a voice only the two of them could hear, "Be good, don't frown."

Xia Ying looked up at him, puzzled. "What?"

Lin Er smiled and said, "I know you're feeling down, so I've prepared something to cheer you up."

Just as Xia Ying was wondering what was going on, a sharp explosion suddenly erupted from the crowd.

It was Han Jinhuan!

Xia Yingchao looked into the crowd and saw that Han Jinhuan, who had been the center of attention, was now completely black from head to toe.

Someone, I don't know who, actually placed a basin of ink on the beam of the Li family ancestral hall.

At this moment, Han Jinhuan's original color was completely unrecognizable. She was a pitch-black blob, and when she opened her mouth to scream, a row of white teeth was revealed.

Xia Ying's mood finally improved. "You made this?"

Lin Er said, "I only promised to give him an identity, I didn't say I wouldn't mess with him."

Xia Ying covered her mouth and chuckled, "You're so naughty."

Lin Er said, "It's not time for whispering yet, Yingying, it's our turn to strike first."

Xia Ying understood immediately. He straightened his clothes and his expression became serious when he looked up.

He pushed through the crowd and stepped forward, saying, "If your Li family doesn't want to acknowledge this offspring, just say so. Why humiliate our Xia family like this?"

Someone from the Li family immediately retorted, "Who in Yunzhou doesn't know that you, Young Master Xia, have a bad relationship with your stepfather? You might be the one who did this, so don't try to pin it on the Li family."

Xia Ying smiled faintly, but her tone was unusually serious, "So, what Third Master Li means is that outsiders were allowed to tamper with your Li family's ancestral hall, a place of great importance?"

"Alright, now is not the time to shirk responsibility." The Li family head instructed his servant, "Quickly take the young master of the Sixth Prince's family down to wash up, so as not to disturb the peace of our ancestors."

Several servants stepped forward to help Han Jinhuan leave. Xia Ying, who also didn't want to stay there any longer, simply pretended to be angry and turned away.

As soon as she left the Li family's house, Xia Ying leaned against the stone lion at the entrance, her shoulders trembling violently.

Because of her background, Han Jinhuan had never been able to integrate into the circle of wealthy men in Yunzhou.

Now that he's made such a fool of himself during his attempt to reconnect with his ancestors, he probably won't have the face to hang out in the elite social circle anymore.

He's wasted his time studying the Li family genealogy.

Lin Er stood helplessly beside Xia Ying, "Yingying, you're laughing too loudly."

Xia Ying finally stopped laughing. He cleared his throat and said, "Lin Yunqing, thank you."

Lin Er said, "We're already married, why are you still calling me by my full name?"

Xia Ying asked, "So, what would you like me to call you?"

Lin Er: "Call me husband."

Xia Ying pouted, "No way."

He said awkwardly, "Since you're the second oldest, I'll call you Second Brother from now on, okay?"

"No, you're not my brother," Lin Er said. "You're my husband, don't get yourself into the wrong place."

Xia Ying: "Lin Yunqing!"

"Otherwise, I should leave. Being a live-in son-in-law is too difficult." Lin Er pretended to be very hurt.