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

Lin Er pretended for a moment, "Yingying, I'm sad."

Young Master Xia said coldly, "Then you'll have a hard time going over there."

Lin Er held the person tightly, saying, "I'll go find someone to check out a wedding date tomorrow. Let's try to get it done this month."

"...Okay." Xia Ying got up from the man's arms. "We'll still be sleeping in separate rooms tonight..."

Xia Ying's voice grew softer and softer until it became completely inaudible.

Lin Er said, "You sleep on the bed, I'll sleep on the floor. I absolutely won't cross that line without your permission, okay?"

Xia Ying sullenly agreed, completely oblivious to Lin Er's triumphant smile.

It's only natural to stick close to your husband.

After the two washed up, Lin Er asked the servant to make a makeshift bed on the floor, which the servant found very confusing.

There are plenty of empty rooms in the Lin family mansion. The family fortune that the master has accumulated is not the best, but it is still more than enough.

He couldn't understand why the Second Master insisted on sleeping on the floor.

However, as a competent servant, he didn't say much and quickly made his bed on the floor.

Fearing the ground was cold, the servants thoughtfully prepared several thick cotton quilts.

Lin Erchao frantically winked at him.

The servant put the thick cotton wadding back in, still somewhat doubtful.

Lin Er revealed a satisfied expression.

The servant suddenly understood.

A thin blanket was laid on the ground, and the servant took his leave.

Xia Ying was shocked, thinking that Lin Er was just like him, not valued at home, and even the servants at home bullied him.

Then he thought again, and realized that the Lin family was harmonious and there were no conflicts between the brothers.

The man is using a self-inflicted injury as a ruse.

Xia Ying wrapped herself in the blanket and turned over, refusing to look at the man; he wasn't going to fall for it.

After a while, Lin Er started causing trouble.

"Hiss...it's getting a bit cold."

Xia Ying said, "Then you should cover yourself with more mattresses."

"Okay," Lin Er replied verbally, but did not take any action.

Xia Ying listened intently, his ears tucked in, and when he realized that this cunning fox was truly planning to freeze him to death, he sighed.

"Come up here."

"Hey!" Lin Er quickly lay down on the bed. "Yingying is so nice."

Xia Ying didn't even bother to say anything to him.

Although she slept in the same bed as a man, Xia Ying didn't feel uncomfortable except for a little bit of embarrassment.

He doesn't have trouble sleeping in unfamiliar beds and fell asleep quickly.

Lin Er merely touched Young Master Xia's cheek, without making any excessive moves, his expression full of tenderness.

The next day, Lin Er indeed dragged Ye Qingyu to find someone to choose an auspicious date.

Xiao Lin Nian was entrusted with an important task: to accompany Young Master Xia on an outing.

The guard was Lin Yunyuan, and his attendant was Lin Yunxu.

Eight-year-old Xiao Fu followed behind Young Master Lin Nian, carrying a small bamboo basket, and would occasionally take out a piece of pastry from his sleeve to nibble on.

When the Great Yin Dynasty was founded, its capital was an expansion of the capital of the previous dynasty.

Therefore, there are simply too many relics of the previous dynasty in the entire capital.

The current emperor is wise and virtuous, and these relics of the previous dynasty have not been destroyed, so there are many places to visit.

Since it was Xia Ying's first time in the capital, she naturally went wherever was lively.

When the group returned to the mansion in high spirits, the guards and servants came in carrying large and small bags, while the real guards and servants behind them carried even more.

Even Xiao Fu's little bamboo basket was stuffed full.

Because Young Master Lin Nian is very generous, he will immediately have something bought if his second brother-in-law even glances at it.

Xiao Lin was thinking: This is his first brother-in-law, so he absolutely cannot neglect him.

He brought out all his saved pocket money, a dozen or so banknotes rolled into a ball and put in his small purse.

Anyway, with his older brother protecting him, even a petty thief can't steal anything.

However, Xia Ying thought: as a future brother-in-law, since I'm bringing my younger brother out to play, I can't be stingy.

So he carried several thousand taels of silver notes with him before he left home, just to buy a gift for his younger brother.

And so, assuming the other liked it, they bought more and more...

The servant, the third brother, offered to pay the bill. After returning, he openly falsified the accounts and extorted several hundred taels of silver from his second brother.

Lin Er rolled his eyes, and said with a hint of disappointment, "You'll never get rich even if you become a corrupt official."

He is a little greedy, but not too much.

This is a disgrace to the future of corrupt officials.

Lin Sanyi delivered a set of gentlemanly words, stating that his pursuit of officialdom through studying was not for the sake of wealth and glory.

Then, with a haughty air, she turned and went back to her own yard.

Xiao Lin Nian pulled Xia Ying to her second brother, tilted her head back, handed her brother-in-law back to him, and then smiled with her eyes crinkled.

Lin Er rubbed his younger brother's head, thinking that Nian Ge'er was still the most considerate.

When Xia Ying and Lin Er returned to the courtyard that evening, he realized that everything that had been bought for him that day, and he was immediately overwhelmed with gratitude.

After his uncle passed away, he witnessed too much of the coldness and indifference of human relationships.

But he had only been there for a day, and the Lin family treated him as one of their own, without any sense of separation.

He could tell the difference between genuine feelings and feigned ones.

He never imagined that the love for someone's family could extend to such a degree; it's hard to explain.

Even the flower petals prepared by the attendants during the bath were fresh.

I smelled wonderful after taking a shower.

When Lin Er came out of the bathhouse, his body was still damp.

He was wearing only a single shirt, with water droplets clinging to his chest, and a thin layer of muscle could be vaguely seen on his chest and abdomen.

Xia Ying immediately looked away guiltily.

Lin Er rubbed her hair with a handkerchief to make sure it wasn't dripping wet before getting into bed.

Xia Ying blushed and moved to the innermost part of the room, turning her back to Lin Er and pretending to be asleep.

Lin Er sat to the side, gently patting the young man's round shoulder, "Yingying, let's get married on the second day of next month."

"..."

"Yingying? Is she asleep?"

"..."

"It's good that she's asleep. I've been wanting to do something inappropriate to Yingying for a long time." With that, Lin Er's hand slowly moved down.

Xia Ying quickly grabbed the man's hand, "I'm awake."

Lin Er raised an eyebrow. "Really?"

Xia Ying rolled over and snuggled into the man's arms, "Yun Qing..."

Lin Er felt good again; when Young Master Xia showed weakness, his voice was soft and weak.

Young Master Xia, who had worked his way up in the Yunzhou Trading Company, was no different from any other spoiled young man at this moment.

Lin Er smiled and pulled Young Master Xia into his arms. "Yingying, you came to me of your own accord."

"Yun Qing..." He's talking about marriage! That bastard!

That damn fox, what's that hand on his waist doing?! How annoying!

Young Master Xia stood stiffly, not daring to move, and could only tremble with his eyelashes and feign pitifulness to win the Second Master's sympathy and awaken his conscience!

As it turns out, Lin Er's feigned pitifulness to gain Young Master Xia's sympathy was effective.

Young Master Xia's feigned pitifulness worked on Lin Er as well.

The couple used exactly the same tricks.

Xia Ying was pulled into the man's arms, inevitably bringing their skin together.

Before he could even blush, his forehead and cheek touched the man's wet hair.

Xia Ying reached out and touched it; the wet hair immediately soaked his fingertips.

"Why don't you dry yourself off? Aren't you afraid of getting sick?"

Lin Er said matter-of-factly, "I've been like this since I was a child, and I've never been sick."