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

Xia Ying quickly pulled the man up and found a thick cotton towel to wipe his hair.

"I heard from the older folks that this is bad, it'll make you more prone to headaches when you get old," Xia Ying said. "You're not allowed to do that anymore."

Given Lin Er's wickedness, he would definitely use this phrase to tease Young Master Xia.

He sensed the worry in the young man's tone, so he unusually replied seriously, "Okay."

The boy usually washes his hair in the evening, then wrings it out with a thick cotton towel before doing other things.

By the time he went to bed, his once black hair was completely dry.

But the young man wasn't that meticulous, and he didn't pay attention to the time. He washed her haphazardly, rubbed her a few times, and then left it at that.

Lin Er sighed, "It's so good to have a husband."

Xia Ying pouted, "Not yet."

"How dare you say I am not the son-in-law of the Xia family?"

Xia Ying chuckled, "I don't want you to marry into my family."

Lin Er grasped Xia Ying's hand, shocked and heartbroken, and said, "I've been divorced?"

Xia Ying laughed so hard her shoulders shook, and the thick cotton towel in her hand trembled as well.

"I can marry you," Xia Ying said. "I hope our baby can live in a home free of scheming and intrigue."

Lin Er missed the point for the first time, saying, "Who says there's no backstabbing in my family? Take the third brother, for example, the one who's always pretending to be knowledgeable with a book. He's the most cunning."

Xia Ying had a pretty good impression of her third brother.

After all, my third brother is a scholar and very cultured. I heard that he passed the county-level imperial examination at the age of twelve and passed the provincial-level imperial examination last year.

This guy has the makings to be a top scholar!

But her own husband, a shrewd businessman, actually had the nerve to say that others were cunning.

Seeing that Young Master Xia didn't believe her, Lin Er was just about to give her younger brother a good dressing down when she suddenly realized, "Yingying, you just said, our baby?"

Xia Ying said, "You misheard me, I didn't say that."

Lin Er put his arm around Xia Gongzi's waist and pulled him into his embrace. "You mean our baby?"

They were already sitting on the bed, and now the gauze curtains were gently lifted by the night breeze, evoking endless tenderness.

"The wedding date is set for the second day of next month, the day I chose," Lin Er said. "Do you have any thoughts on the wedding procession and the public parade?"

Xia Ying, still clutching the thick cotton towel, thought seriously for a moment, "If it's a wedding procession, where should I leave from?"

"I've discussed it with my stepfather, and we're planning to buy a separate house. I'll pick you up from there when the time comes."

Xia Ying nodded. "Okay."

"Yingying is such a good girl."

Xia Ying snorted and threw a thick cotton towel at the man. "Dry yourself off before you go to sleep."

Lin Er obediently dried his hair before lying down next to Xia Ying, naturally wrapping his arms around the young master.

As drowsiness overcame Xia Ying, her mind drifted into a hazy state, but what she was thinking about was that this time, when she got married, she had to perform the wedding ceremony properly.

We also need to make up for the nuptial wine we didn't drink before.

During her two-week stay at the Lin residence, Xia Ying was unusually cheerful.

At first, he was very reserved when facing Ye Qingyu, afraid that he might do something wrong and displease his future father-in-law.

Ye Qingyu, out of love for Xia Ying, naturally treated her very well. He also worried that Xia Ying might feel uncomfortable spending so much time with him, an elder, so he suggested she go play with Xiao Yao.

Xiao Lin Nian was very happy. His brother-in-law not only bought him many beautiful dresses and jewelry, but also read him storybooks and played with him.

As time went on, Xia Ying also came to understand the personalities of the people in the Lin family, and the smiles on her face became more and more frequent.

As the wedding day approached, Xia Ying decided to stay at a separate residence for three days.

Xiao Lin immediately packed her bags and accompanied her future brother-in-law over.

Lin Er followed the rules and did not go to see Xia Ying, but he wrote several letters to her every day.

They are all love letters.

At first, Xia Ying's face was flushed.

After reading a few more, you get numb to it.

I don't know where this cunning fox learned his sweet talk from, but he wrote so many letters and not a single word was repeated.

The second day of the ninth lunar month is an auspicious day for marriage.

Considering that Xia Ying's stepfather had passed away, Ye Qingyu specially went over early in the morning to help Xia Ying with her makeup and hair.

In particular, it is customary to go through the process of elders combing their hair and offering blessings.

Xia Ying was so moved that her eyes welled up with tears.

When he was in Yunzhou, he threw a bridal bouquet to choose a husband. Among the many elders in his clan, not a single one came to comb his hair.

Everyone tacitly agreed that everything Xia Ying had done today was merely to pave the way for his younger brother, Xia Ci'en.

It's hard to say who will own the Xia family in the future, but it's definitely not going to be an orphan who has lost both parents.

Especially since he's a guy.

Tears only fell from Xia Ying's eyes after she was seated in the bridal sedan chair.

He was wearing his stepfather's old wedding clothes, as if his stepfather had sent him off to get married.

He gripped the apple tightly in his hand, and the pent-up frustration in his heart for many years instantly dissipated.

He thought to himself:

Little Daddy, I'm not alone anymore.

The wedding at the Lin family mansion was much more lively than the one in Yunzhou.

Although there was still no one behind Xia Ying, his heart was no longer empty.

The child who comes to roll on the bed is recognized as a lucky boy in these streets, with loving parents and a harmonious family.

Nian-ge'er stayed in the bridal chamber talking to Xia Ying.

Xiao Fu sneaked into the bridal chamber, unfolded the oil paper package, and presented it to Xia Ying like a treasure, "Second Young Master, I brought you a roasted duck leg."

Xia Ying was hungry. "Thank you."

Xiao Fu chuckled and moved closer to his young master, "Young master, there's one more for you."

Xiao Lin Nian has already started managing her image. Although she is only ten years old, she has already put on the proper demeanor.

"You eat, I'm not hungry."

Xiao Fu was very tempted, but still tried to be tactful, saying, "Young master, please eat. A duck only has two legs."

He whispered, "It smells so good."

Xiao Lin Nian shook her head again, saying that eating duck legs was unseemly, too unseemly.

There are little servants around, so you can't be greedy.

"Alright then." Xiao Fu sat down at Xia Ying's feet and started munching.

The skin is oily and crispy, the duck meat is tender and juicy, and every bite is bursting with flavor.

Xia Ying's father, because of the death of his husband, was more or less angry with Xia Ying.

Although he didn't say it, he was angry inside.

Later, when he learned that Han Cejun had neglected Xia Ying after taking over the family business, he turned a blind eye and pretended not to see it.

Therefore, although Xia Ying did not grow up to be a bad boy, he was not exactly a law-abiding young man either.

He and Xiao Fu happily ate their roasted duck legs.

Lin Er was so drunk by the eldest and third brothers that he was dizzy and his mind was not very clear when he returned to the bridal chamber.

He doesn't flush when he drinks, so others can't tell he's drunk.

After all the traditional wedding rituals were completed and everyone left, Xia Ying noticed Lin Er's unusual expression.

"Yun Qing?"

"Um."

Xia Ying stared at him for a long time before finally realizing what was wrong with him.

Lin Er, an ordinary man, was born with a smiling face, and he always looked at everyone with a hint of a smile.

But now, his eyes and brows were blank and dazed, which Xia Ying found particularly novel.

He beckoned to Lin Er, "Yun Qing, come here and help me take off the phoenix crown."

"it is good."