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

Wu Ren thought to himself that he had done Yin Zhiwei's younger brother a huge favor.

Since we've already helped, we should help them completely.

So he paused, then leaped in front of the old man.

The old man was humming a little tune when suddenly white hairs fell from the sky.

He was startled. "Oh, it's you, young man! What's wrong?"

Although the old man spoke very politely, his eyes clearly said: You have no manners.

Wu Ren asked, "Was that young man in the courtyard just now Fang Yun's husband?"

"Yes," the old man said suspiciously, "Why are you asking this?"

Wu Ren then asked, "Does Fang Yun have a stepfather who is sick?"

"There used to be, but his stepfather has been dead for several years," the old man said. "Oh dear, young man, what do you want to know by asking so many questions?"

He stared at Wu Ren and said, "Let me tell you, our village is going to be nominated for an advanced collective award this year, so don't come here and cause trouble."

Wu Ren didn't understand what "advanced collective" meant, but he knew the things he wanted to know. He turned around to tell Lin Ling, but found that Lin Ling had already walked away.

This young man walks pretty fast.

Wu Ren caught up with him, "Why are you walking so fast?"

Lin Ling said softly, "I want to go home."

Wu Ren said "Oh," and added, "I'll go with you."

Lin Ling was in a very low mood the whole way.

After all, it was someone I genuinely liked, so letting go suddenly must be painful.

He silently processed his negative emotions.

After getting home, he went to his room and slept soundly for the entire afternoon.

When Su Han heard from the servant that Lingling had returned from outside, she went back to her room and went to sleep without even eating lunch.

He didn't know what was wrong with his child and was very worried.

Lingling has always been well-behaved and sensible since she was a child, and rarely acts so abnormally.

However, the young man has grown up and has his own worries.

If he didn't want to talk about it, Su Han wouldn't ask any more questions.

In the evening, Lin Ling woke up and a servant brought her eight-treasure porridge, saying that it was cooked by the master himself.

Lin Ling didn't want to cry, but she still shed a tear the moment she saw the eight-treasure porridge.

He quickly wiped away his tears and ate the eight-treasure porridge spoonful by spoonful.

The sweet porridge her stepfather made gently soothed the wounds in her heart, and the next day, Lin Ling went to the shop as if nothing had happened.

The fog was thick when I woke up early, and the cool fog was very refreshing.

Lin Ling patted her cheeks and walked towards her Lingxiu Pavilion.

There were no lanterns hanging in Lingxiu Pavilion, and the inscription on the plaque was not very clear in the morning mist.

Everyone in his family supported him in opening the shop, especially his brothers, whose support was particularly evident:

The calligraphy on the signboard was written by the eldest brother, Lin Zhishan; the wooden frame inside was made by the second brother, Lin Siheng; and the decoration was completed jointly by Zhenzhu and Lin Beizhen.

When the business opened, a large box of silk embroidery thread was sent from the capital.

His brothers' love for him was thus united in one place.

Because the shop was small and the items sold were limited, Lin Ling didn't bring any servants to help her; she usually ran the business by herself.

Wuling County was very safe, and since everyone in the neighborhood knew Lin Ling's identity, no one dared to cause trouble.

Wu Ren was already waiting at the door.

He could have easily climbed in through the window, but he was afraid of angering the young man, so he obediently stood in front of the door and waited for the boss to come and open it.

Lin Ling is now used to having an extra person in the shop. She even tacitly approved when Wu Ren brought back a reclining chair from outside to be a permanent decoration for Lingxiu Pavilion.

Not only Lin Ling got used to it, but Xi Chun, who came to clean the shop for her young master, also got used to it.

Lin Ling took a moment of weakness and brought Bai Mao home for lunch, after which Bai Mao became attached to him.

As it turns out, there are only two possibilities: you either treat someone to a meal zero times or you treat them countless times.

Now that it's mealtime, Unin knows which direction to go.

When Su Han first met Bai Mao, he was quite shocked. His good boy had suddenly brought a man home for dinner, which was quite frightening.

If Lin Ling hadn't explained that this man was a relative of Zhao Duo's brother-in-law, Su Han would have thought that this man was her little brother's sweetheart.

Lin Ling had limited information, so Su Han also only knew a little about this man, only that he had some kind of agreement with Zhao Duo, which was why he stayed by Lin Ling's side.

Su Han thought that since this person was a relative of Zhao Duo, he must not be a bad person, so he did not interfere in the matter.

I just wonder if Lingling's unusual behavior before was related to him...

Bai Mao was completely unaware that he was facing a reputation crisis.

He's now just waiting for Zhao Duo to return from the North so they can go to Mount Tsukimi to accomplish something.

Two days later, Fang Yun arrived.

Before he even got close to Lingxiu Pavilion, Wu Ren discovered him.

"Lin Ling, Fang Yun is here."

"Lin Ling?"

Seeing that Lin Ling was focused on embroidery, Wu Ren tugged at his hair.

He was rough and clumsy, and Lin Ling felt a sharp pain in his head. He angrily said, "Why are you pulling my hair!"

Wu Ren said, "I called you, but you didn't answer."

Lin Ling covered her hair, glared at him, and asked fiercely, "What is it!"

Wu Ren thought to himself: Does it really hurt that much? He hadn't even used any force.

On second thought, it's normal for young men from the Central Plains to have delicate skin.

I won't pull his hair next time.

Wu Ren said, "Your brother Yun has arrived."

Lin Ling was taken aback. How come he's here again after only a few days?

Wu Ren seemed to read his mind and said confidently, "He must have run out of money and is coming to ask you for more."

Lin Ling was still unsure how to face him and was momentarily stunned.

When Fang Yun entered, this was the scene he saw.

At the counter, a well-behaved young man was staring blankly with one hand covering his head, while behind him, a handsome white-haired man held a curved sword, his eyes fixed on the young man who had just entered.

Fang Yun sensed danger from this man.

It's like an instinct, like the hunter and the prey.

Fang Yun ignored the slight discomfort in her heart and put on a gentle and harmless smile.

"Young Master Lin, it's been a long time. Please forgive my abruptness."

Hearing Fang Yun's voice, Lin Ling finally came to her senses.

He opened his mouth, but found that he could no longer genuinely call him Brother Yun.

This person, it seems, has never been understood by him.

Seeing that Lin Ling didn't speak, Wu Ren, acting as her substitute, asked, "What are you doing here?"

Fang Yun couldn't look Wu Ren in the eye; he was shorter than Wu Ren, so he had to look up slightly.

He disliked this feeling intensely, but having pretended for so long, he could still manage a smile when facing people he didn't like.

"I don't know who this is?"

Wu Ren's answer was concise: "Guards."

He pointed to the dim-witted-looking young man, "His."

Fang Yun immediately sensed something was wrong.

This man looked like someone you didn't want to mess with, and he had absolutely no chance of snatching the person from him.

but……

Fang Yun steadied himself.

The only person he needed to deal with was Lin Ling.

As long as Lin Ling is by his side, a mere guard is destined to be subservient.