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

Although Third Brother is ruthless, he acts with integrity and is a true gentleman.

Therefore, Wang Zhao always felt that his third brother said he wanted to marry him because his third brother had taken advantage of him before.

Wang Zhao wanted his third brother to like him too.

He went to great lengths to win over his third brother's heart.

Scholars all admire talented young men.

Wang Zhao devised a perfect study plan for himself.

For example, the first step is to read more poems and songs to cultivate one's character.

When I'm with my third brother under the moonlit flowers, I can chat with him for a bit.

Wang Zhao could only appreciate the documents and images of corpses; he couldn't appreciate romance and poetry.

He forced himself to read poetry and songs over and over again until his eyes were glazed over, but he still couldn't grasp the poet's artistic conception.

He didn't understand poetry, and Lin San didn't understand him either.

Based on his understanding of the young man, he knew that the boy was quite literate, but he was definitely not the kind of person who loved poetry and literature.

Seeing Wang Zhao engrossed in reading a book of poems all afternoon, he couldn't help but ask curiously, "What made you decide to read poetry?"

Wang Zhao thought to himself: Of course, it's so that we can have more in common!

But he couldn't say it like that. If he did, it would not only seem uncool, but also give the impression of being very scheming.

So Young Master Wang simply said, "If you want to see it, then see it."

Lin San couldn't help but laugh when he saw him shaking his head and swaying it in a pretentious manner.

Wang Zhao said in shame and indignation, "What are you laughing at!"

"It's nothing," Lin San said. "I also have a collection of poems by the Three Gentlemen of Southeast China. Would you like to see it?"

I don't want to watch!

This name sounds so cheesy and old-fashioned, it's not cool at all.

Wang Zhao imitated his only connection in the circle of talented men—Nangong Cai—and said gently, "Okay."

Lin San took a book of folklore notes from the bookshelf and handed it to him.

"To understand the customs and culture of a place, besides interacting with it, you can also read the notes written by the locals," Lin San said. "If there's anything you don't understand, just ask me."

The pretty puppy blinked.

"Third Brother," Wang Zhao said against his will, "people don't like watching these things."

"You..." Lin San was annoyed by the affected voice. "Speak properly."

That bookish fellow has no sense of romance!

Wang Zhao pursed his lips and then rolled his eyes.

His stepfather once said that he had a pretty face but no seductive charm.

As it turns out, the younger father was right.

Even though he spoke in such a disgusting tone, Third Brother still didn't like him.

Hey, who said it's easy for a young man to win over his lover?

It was not easy at all; it was incredibly difficult.

Lin San said, "Don't you like investigating cases? Learn more about the local customs and culture to broaden your horizons. That will make you more adept at investigating cases in the future."

Wang Zhao once dreamed of becoming a chivalrous hero, traveling the world. Later, he worked for a security escort agency, and now he's become fascinated with solving cases.

Although Zhao Ge'er only has a short attention span for everything, Lin San still strongly supports him in trying different careers.

"Oh." Wang Zhao obediently took the book. "Third Brother, aren't you going to read poetry and prose?"

"That was all in the past," Lin San said. "Besides, writing poetry requires talent, and I'm not very talented, so I haven't studied it much."

After all, the imperial examinations did not test poetry writing.

"Ah..." Wang Zhao recalled the various rumors about Lin Yunxu that had circulated in the capital.

"But Third Brother, everyone says your poems are very well written," Wang Zhao said.

Back in the academy days, when a large group of scholars had nothing to do, they would either discuss their ambitions for the nation or compose poems and essays.

Lin San himself had never left behind any popular poems, and it was unknown where this young man had heard the news.

"It's just a rumor."

"Oh." Wang Zhao thought to himself, it's good that his third brother doesn't like these poems and songs. He doesn't even know the tones and rhymes. If he really discussed these things with his third brother, his third brother would definitely regret asking him to marry him.

Wang Zhao was overjoyed that he no longer had to force himself to study, and he dragged Lin San, who was off duty, to go shopping.

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The disappearance of the Prince of Cheng, whose fate was unknown, shocked the entire nation.

When Lin San and Wang Zhao learned of this news, they hurried to Caixia City.

In Wang Zhao's mind, Lin Nian was a coward.

He must be terrified right now, having encountered something so serious.

He has to protect him!

Wang Zhao was surprised by Lin Nian's unusual calmness.

Holding the emperor's token, he methodically arranged all matters concerning Caixia City.

How to deploy troops to defend against foreign enemies, how to arrange the defense of passes...

These things were taught to Lin Nian by Yin Cheng after Lin Nian came to Caixia City.

Only then did Lin Nian understand why the man had taught him these things.

He may have always been prepared to sacrifice himself at any time.

Lin Nian forced herself not to let her mind wander.

Yin Cheng trusted him, so he reminded himself that he must guard Caixia City well.

Lin Nian learned very well, and even General Wei, who was guarding the city, approved of his plan.

Even without Yin Cheng, Caixia City can still defend the border.

Wang Zhao felt only heartache.

Lin Nian, the coward, has grown up.

The price he might pay is losing his beloved forever...

Wang Zhao didn't know how to comfort him; perhaps Lin Nian didn't need comforting at all now.

He is strong enough inside.

Wang Zhao was worried about leaving him alone, so he stayed in Caixia City to keep him company.

Lin San was also worried about his younger brother, and often traveled between Song County and Caixia City.

Over time, his riding skills improved considerably.

Lin Nian's belly grew bigger day by day.

But the worry on his face only grew deeper.

So many people searched along the Wuding River, but they couldn't find Yin Cheng.

They dared not think about the worst possible outcome.

Wang Zhao stroked his round belly and asked, "Do you think the baby will be a boy or a boy?"

Lin Nian said, "It's probably a boy. Ah Cheng likes boys."

Wang Zhao asked, "Have you named the baby yet?"

Lin Nian shook her head. It all happened so suddenly; the man hadn't even had time to name the baby before…

His expression darkened, and he looked even more distressed.

Wang Zhao wanted to slap himself; there were so many topics to discuss, yet he had to bring up this one.

Children in most families are named by their elders.

Or perhaps the couple discussed it before deciding on the child's name.

With Yin Cheng's fate unknown, Lin Nian had no time to think about the baby's name.

Just as Wang Zhao was racking his brains to change the subject, he suddenly heard Lin Nian say, "The baby's nickname is Pearl."

Wang Zhao's hand was still on Lin Nian's belly, and perhaps the baby sensed it, because it moved slightly.

Wang Zhao was overjoyed. "The baby moved! He must really like this nickname."

A slight smile finally appeared on Lin Nian's face. "Mm."

"Good girl, Pearl Baby." Wang Zhao thought to himself, I am your third uncle, and I will buy you lots and lots of pretty little dresses after you are born.