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

"Young boss, how about the fan painting of mandarin ducks playing in the water that I ordered the other day?" a husband asked from in front of the counter.

At that moment, a slender white hand reached out from behind the counter.

"Alright, alright, it's here." She stood up, holding onto the counter with her slender white hands, bent down and took out a brocade box from the display case, presenting it with both hands.

"Uncle Zheng," the young man said, opening the brocade box, "are you satisfied with this fan?"

The husband picked up the fan and examined it carefully. "Ling-ge'er's craftsmanship is still the best. Look at these mandarin ducks, they look like they're about to come to life."

"I'm glad you like it."

The husband was very satisfied and immediately paid the balance. He then left with the brocade box, beaming with joy.

In the bustling city of Wuling County, there is a small embroidery shop called Lingxiu Pavilion.

The shop owner just turned 18 this year; he's a gentle, soft-spoken young man.

His shop mainly sells small items such as handkerchiefs, sachets, and fan surfaces.

Although it's not heavy embroidery, his embroidery skills are excellent, and the fabrics and threads he uses are all top-quality, so his embroidery products don't sell for cheap.

Even though the price is higher than the market price, there are still quite a few customers.

Lin Ling put the remaining payment into the money box under the counter, then stretched and yawned, rubbing her sore neck.

The shop is not large, only ten steps apart from north to south, but its decoration is exquisite and exudes warmth.

Lin Ling sorted out the remaining goods, carefully locked the door, and went home under the golden sunset.

Finally, Daddy had a few days off, so he took Little Daddy to the temple to burn incense.

Su Han originally planned for the whole family to go together, but Lin Ling wanted her father to spend more time with her younger father. He didn't want to be a bare candle, so he made an excuse that he had something to do at the shop and let the two adults go by themselves.

Because of the journey, my father and the others will not be able to return today and will have to stay at the temple for the night.

After Lin Ling returned home, she asked her maid to boil water.

He was taking a relaxing bath when suddenly a lecherous man appeared out of nowhere.

That scoundrel seemed to be a foreigner. Although he was dressed in Han Chinese clothes, his haphazardly tied-up white hair was really eye-catching.

When he jumped in through the window, Lin Ling stared at him for a long time before belatedly clutching her chest and screaming.

"what!"

The two young servants outside the door quickly asked, "Young master, what's wrong?"

Inside the bathroom, the white-haired man held a curved knife to Lin Ling's neck. "If you dare to say anything out of line, I'll kill you."

Lin Ling hid in the water, but the floating petals couldn't block her at all.

But he had no time to think about anything else, because he felt his life was about to be in danger.

Lin Ling didn't dare to confront this ruthless man head-on, so she raised her voice and said to the servant outside the door, "No, it's nothing."

The curved blade pressed closer to his neck, and the man's ghostly voice continued, "Tell them not to come in."

"You...you mustn't come in."

He was almost crying with fear. Who was this person? Not only did they trespass into the young man's bathroom, but they also threatened him with a knife!

Lin Ling pouted, about to burst into tears, when the man continued to threaten, "Don't you dare cry."

Lin Ling hugged herself, feeling sorry for herself, and dared not cry out loud.

Who would have thought that he would be harassed and threatened by a lecherous man in his own home!

With such a sharp knife, a single, gentle slash would sever his head from his body.

Just as Lin Ling was racking her brains trying to figure out how to escape, the man collapsed to the ground.

He asked cautiously, "What's wrong?"

The man lying motionless beside the bathtub appeared to have truly lost consciousness.

Lin Ling quickly climbed out of the bathtub and went to the shelf to put on her clothes.

Before Bai Mao lost consciousness, he saw the young man's pale, fleshy body flash past his eyes.

Lin Ling finished dressing, went up and poked the man. Seeing that he didn't react, she became bolder.

He looked around and saw the water ladle placed to the side.

He grabbed a water ladle and started throwing it at the man, shouting, "Help! Help!"

"I'll beat you to death! You lecherous scoundrel!"

"You filthy scoundrel."

"I'll beat you to death, I'll beat you to death."

Lin Ling didn't know exactly how many times he hit the man. After venting his anger, he quickly had the man tied up.

He was somewhat frightened, unsure if the man had any accomplices, so he sent his servants to Princess Zhaoren's residence to find help.

Pearl arrived carrying a large sword.

The broadsword was enormous; he almost couldn't lift it.

Instead of scaring the enemy to death, Zhao Duo was scared to death first.

"Sweetie, this is dangerous, let me do it, let me do it."

Pearl handed the broadsword to Zhao Duo, saying, "Here, keep it safe. I'm going to use it to chop people up later."

Zhao Duo: "...Okay."

With her sleeves rolled up, Pearl felt like she could take on ten men at once.

He said viciously, "I'd like to see what kind of bastard dares to bully my Lingling."

Dozens of people arrived at Princess Zhaoren's residence in a grand procession. When Lin Ling saw her brother, she immediately rushed into his arms, "Pearl Brother, boohoo."

Pearl's heart melted at her little brother's tears. "Don't be afraid, my brother is here. No one can bully you."

Lin Lingjin's tears fell heavily, pattering down her cheeks.

Which guy wouldn't be scared after experiencing something like this?

When Lin Ling saw Pearl, she immediately felt wronged and cried pitifully.

Zhao Duo asked, "Where is that person?"

The servants in Lin Wu's household immediately carried out the man who was tied up like a rice dumpling.

Pearl didn't see the man's face, but seeing his white hair, she became even angrier. "He's a decrepit old man! Xin Hui, beat him up!"

Lin Ling tugged at Pearl's clothes, "Brother Pearl, I already hit him."

Pearl said, "Let Xin Hui beat him up. With your strength, it's like tickling an itch; it won't even hurt."

Zhao Duo stepped forward to examine the man. There were no obvious external injuries, but the internal energy in his meridians was surging erratically, which seemed to indicate that he had gone into a state of demonic possession.

When he examined the man's face earlier, he brushed aside the white hair on his face and found that he was not a decrepit old man, but rather a handsome young man.

"Pearl, he can't die yet." Zhao Duo found a document on the man.

Pearl took it and her expression immediately turned strange. "Uh..."

Lin Ling leaned closer. "What's this?"

"The Kingdom of Tengshe, uh..." Pearl said, "It's a small country in the north, or rather, not really a country. The entire tribe has at most 20,000 people."

"So they really are foreigners..." Lin Ling asked, "Why would people from the Northern Border come to Wuling County?"

Pearl was also puzzled. This Tengshe Kingdom was very mysterious and could only be seen during grand markets when all races traded together.

"Could they be after me?"

It's no wonder Pearl is narcissistic; this Tengshe Kingdom was actually defeated by her father, so the probability of this person coming to seek revenge is quite high.

Zhao Duo's eyes turned cold. "Then let him die."