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

Yin Mo changed into casual clothes and rushed over just before the wedding.

The officials who attended the banquet were quite apprehensive. They had only hoped to get a seat at the banquet, but they never expected that the emperor would actually come.

Yin Mo straightened his younger brother's clothes and said, "When you go to the Lin residence to pick up the bride later, even if they make things difficult for you, don't show it."

"When have I ever given you a hard time?" Yin Cheng said. "I'm always so kind and approachable."

"Lower your head." Yin Mo checked his hair ornament again. "I've already reminded Lin Yunxu that he won't make things too difficult for you. At most, he'll just ask you to write a few lines of doggerel."

Yin Cheng lowered his head in agreement.

Yin Mo asked, "You can always write doggerel, right?"

Yin Cheng honestly replied, "I can recite 'Quiet Night Thoughts'."

"...Never mind." Yin Mo, avoiding people, handed him a small note.

"Take a good look around on your way there, and memorize as much as you can."

Yin Cheng muttered under his breath, "Why would they need cheat sheets for a wedding...?"

Yin Mo pushed the person in front of the horse, "Go, don't be late."

"Understood." Yin Cheng mounted his horse, his red robes blazing like fire, displaying a remarkable style.

The Lin family mansion, Youfang Garden.

The phoenix crown, woven with gold thread, is inlaid with gemstones and kingfisher feathers, while the tassels hanging down on both sides are made of evenly strung rubies, creating a striking contrast with her jade-like skin.

The wedding dress Lin Nian wore was embroidered by him personally. The peony embroidery was exquisite and grand, and auspicious clouds surrounded the waist. Every stitch was his expectation for the future.

Ye Qingyu looked at the stunningly handsome young man in front of the dressing mirror and was filled with emotion.

"Our Nian-ge'er is so handsome."

Lin Nian said somewhat shyly, "It's because you combed my hair so nicely, Little Daddy."

"You have such a sweet tongue," Ye Qingyu said. "In the blink of an eye, our Nian-ge'er has reached marriageable age. Time really flies..."

He turned his back and quickly wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes.

"My lord, on this joyous day, please do not shed tears," the maid who had been serving Ye Qingyu whispered. "If the young master sees you crying, he will also feel distressed."

"That's right." Ye Qingyu smiled. "The auspicious time is almost here, go and get the veil."

A perfectly preserved red veil was placed on a tray and brought to the table. Ye Qingyu said, "This veil is the one I used when I married your father. Nian-ge'er, I hope you will have a happy and fulfilling life from now on."

Lin Nian nodded firmly, "I definitely will."

"The groom has come to fetch his new husband."

As soon as the red veil was lifted, the sound of firecrackers mingled with laughter and cheers.

In the front hall, Yin Cheng was repeatedly harassed by the three Lin brothers.

Lin Yunyuan said, "If you want to get past me, it's simple, just beat me."

Yin Cheng: "...Brother, please."

He paused, then said, "Don't slap me in the face, it'll look bad during the wedding ceremony."

Lin Yunyuan said, "Take this."

After struggling through the first gate, the second brother of the Lin family was already waiting at the second gate.

Lin Yunqing said, "I have nothing of value except that I am quite good at using an abacus. Why don't you have a contest with me, brother-in-law? If you can beat me, then you've passed this test."

Yin Cheng: "What's the point of comparing this to using an abacus? Why don't we solve the problem of how many chickens and rabbits are in the cage?"

Lin Yunqing hadn't expected Yin Cheng to challenge him to a math contest, so he immediately agreed, "Okay."

Yin Cheng smiled slightly and applied the two-variable linear equation.

"Second brother, you flatter me."

Lin Yunqing said, "You memorized the answers beforehand, didn't you!"

"How dare you slander someone's innocence out of thin air, Second Brother!"

Lin Yunqing: "...Let's go quickly."

The last door.

Lin Yunxu said, "Third Brother is just a scholar and doesn't know anything about martial arts. How about your husband composes a poem instead?"

Yin Cheng immediately recited the cheat sheet.

Lin Yunxu: "...Truly impressive, truly impressive."

He was speechless. He knew this poem all too well; wasn't it the one the emperor had asked him to write just two days ago?

Using one's own poetry to fool oneself is quite something; it's something only the most esteemed Prince Cheng of the Great Yin Dynasty would do.

Yin Cheng was completely unaware of this, and he walked unimpeded to Youfang Garden.

"Lin Nian, I've come to marry you."

Those inside the room blushed and felt both shy upon hearing this.

Fortunately, she was wearing a red veil, so no one could see the beauty's shyness.

According to etiquette and ancestral traditions, the newlywed husband cannot even touch the ground before entering the house; he must be carried onto the bridal sedan chair by a male member of the family.

Apart from the fourth and fifth brothers who guarded the border in the southwest, the three brothers in the Lin family argued for a long time, each wanting to carry their youngest brother to the bridal sedan chair.

In the end, Lin Yunyuan won with his superior martial prowess.

Lin Yunyuan carried his youngest brother on his back and instructed him, "If he dares to bully you in the future, just come back and tell your older brother, and he will teach him a lesson for you."

Lin Nian sweetly replied, "Mmm!"

Lying on her elder brother's broad back, Lin Nian suddenly felt a lump in her throat, a mixture of longing for the future and reluctance to part with her family.

Only then did he begin to feel a sense of panic about getting married.

The path from Youfang Garden to the main gate wasn't far, and Lin Yunyuan walked slowly and steadily.

As she got into the bridal sedan chair, Lin Nian tightly gripped the apple in her hand, only then feeling a little more at ease.

An exquisitely crafted sedan chair was carried from the Lin residence into the Prince Cheng's residence.

The wedding procession was so long that it seemed to stretch as far as the eye could see, with music and fanfare making it extremely lively.

Suddenly, a ragged beggar blocked the wedding procession.

Upon seeing this, the guards accompanying Prince Cheng immediately pulled the man away.

Unexpectedly, the beggar shouted loudly, "The young master of the Lin family had been involved with other men before his marriage and is already an impure person. How can he possibly marry that Prince Cheng!"

The guards immediately shouted to stop them, "You audacious madman, if you dare to spread rumors and mislead the public again, we will show no mercy!"

The beggar seemed not to hear him, and continued to sing while clapping the rhythm: "Prince Cheng married a piece of trash, Prince Cheng married a piece of trash!"

The guards drew their swords and held them to the beggar's neck.

Blood should not be shed on a joyous occasion.

The beggar, emboldened, cried out, "Your Highness has killed someone! He has killed someone!"

The guards forced the beggar to kneel on the ground and gagged him. The beggar smiled foolishly like a madman, but could no longer utter a word.

Yin Cheng ordered the beggar to be detained. Today's events are no accident; someone must have been behind it.

"Ding Si, investigate. Even if you have to turn the capital upside down, find the person behind this."

"yes!"

The guards left silently.

The beggar chose a good spot, right on the main street, where crowds of onlookers had gathered to watch the spectacle.

Yin Cheng had excellent hearing and overheard people whispering among themselves about whether Prince Cheng was impure.

"How can our king be an unclean man!" someone said. "If such a person were to become the king of our Great Yin, what face would our Great Yin have left!"

Yin Cheng looked coldly at the person who spoke.

The man was dressed in a scholar's white robe, and his appearance was quite ordinary. Although he was dressed as a scholar, he didn't have much of a scholarly air about him.

The scholar, feeling emboldened and relying on the principle that the law does not punish the masses, said, "As citizens of the Great Yin, we naturally have the duty to defend the dignity of the Great Yin."