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

"Please let me go," Shen Qingheng choked out. "I have nothing left."

Lin Yunyuan placed the person on the folding chair. "When I came here, I thought about it for a long time, and finally remembered something."

Shen Qingheng didn't speak, her tears falling like broken beads, large drops landing on the back of her hand.

It also struck Lin Yunyuan's heart.

He felt a pang of pain in his heart and continued:

"A month ago, I met a friend from the martial arts world at Sishui Tower. I was hit by his soul-capturing technique and briefly lost my memory for one night."

Lin Yunyuan paused, then said firmly, "I definitely went to look for you back then. Qingheng, our child was conceived then, right?"

Shen Qingheng forced a smile, revealing a smile that looked more like a grimace.

"Young Master Lin is joking; this child is not yours."

"I don't remember what happened that night. It's understandable that you're angry with me." Lin Yunyuan held his hand. "Please give me another chance. I want to take care of you."

Shen Qingheng pushed him away abruptly, her chest heaving violently. "Why won't you let me go? You were the one who said you wouldn't marry me back then, so why are you pretending to be so affectionate now?"

After venting his anger, he seemed to have lost all his strength, leaning back in his chair with a blank stare at the rafters on the roof beam above him.

He murmured, "It's too late...it's all too late."

Lin Yunyuan seemed to have suddenly grasped something, and he held Shen Qingheng's shoulders. "What do you mean by not marrying? I never said I wouldn't marry... I went to Jiangzhou to find you, and all I ever did was try to take you away from you."

"How could I not marry her..." Lin Yunyuan said, his eyes red-rimmed. "Qingheng, look back at me..."

Shen Qingheng sneered, "What Jiangzhou? I've never been to Jiangnan. Even now, you're still lying to me."

Lin Yunyuan said, "But the old servant who stayed in your house told me personally that Lord Shen arranged a marriage for you in Jiangzhou..."

Shen Qingheng glanced away from him, "We sold that house when we left the capital. Next time Young Master Lin lies, he'll have to say something I don't know."

Lin Yunyuan was taken aback. If Qingheng had never been to Jiangzhou, then the old servant's words were not credible.

But that old servant was clearly a servant of the Shen family...

"Alright, let's not talk about that for now. You say I won't marry you, what proof do you have? Did I tell you that myself?"

"You want proof?" Shen Qingheng asked as if she'd heard a joke. "Lin Yunyuan, how long are you going to keep humiliating me?"

"Qingheng, don't be angry. I spoke without thinking." Lin Yunyuan took a deep breath. "I truly never said I wouldn't marry you. The reason I didn't come to propose was because Uncle Shen had just passed away..."

Shen Qingheng closed her eyes. "The worst thing I ever did was mistakenly believe that Nian-ge'er would help me."

Lin Yunyuan sighed softly, "Qingheng, please believe me... Fifteen years ago, my maternal grandfather passed away in Huzhou. Our whole family returned to Huzhou to pay our respects. The trip lasted two months and ten days."

"When I returned from Huzhou, only an old servant was left in your house."

"I've seen that old servant before. He's from Master Shen's father's family. You usually call him Uncle Qi."

"He told me that your stepfather arranged a marriage for you in Jiangzhou and also returned the jade pendant I gave you."

"I chased after you to Jiangzhou, searching every one of the twelve prefectures, but I still couldn't find you."

"May I die a horrible death if I lie."

Lin Yunyuan finished speaking in one breath, then paused, "Nian-ge'er was just too worried about you... Don't blame him, it's all my fault."

Shen Qingheng wiped away her tears. "Fifteen years ago, you wrote me a letter. Do you still remember what you wrote?"

Lin Yunyuan thought carefully for a moment, "When I wrote you that letter, I was telling you I was going to Huzhou. What happened to that letter?"

"The letter says that we are no longer a suitable match and tells me not to have any illusions," Shen Qingheng said. "I recognize your handwriting. What else do you want to say in your defense?"

"Impossible," Lin Yunyuan said decisively. "We've known each other for many years, so of course I believe you can recognize my handwriting. But Qingheng, you should also believe in my character."

"I believe you." Shen Qingheng laughed self-deprecatingly. "That's why I came to you, wanting the truth, but what did you do? You wouldn't even see me, just sent a cousin to fob me off."

"I……"

"Knock, knock." Someone knocked on the door.

The person outside said lazily, "The two of you have your own version of events, and neither of you can convince the other. Why don't you go find the witnesses and evidence from back then? That would be better than arguing here."

He muttered to himself as he walked away, "You two had a fight, and in the end, it's my wife who's heartbroken. What kind of logic is that?"

Yin Cheng carried his wife, who was crying her eyes out, back to their room, and glared at Hua Yue as he did so.

Hua Yue pouted, "You can't blame him for this."

Before half an incense stick has burned.

When Lin Nian returned to the Prince's Mansion, she happened to see Hua Yue coming out of Qionghua Garden.

Lin Nian asked, "How is it?"

Hua Yue said, "Young Master Shen is crying."

Lin Nian immediately became worried, "Why are you crying? Did your brother bully him?"

Hua Yue then recounted what she had heard.

As luck would have it, it was Shen Qingheng who said he mistakenly thought Nian Ge'er would help him.

Lin Nian was stunned after hearing this, and then tears streamed down her face uncontrollably.

Yin Cheng couldn't stand seeing his wife cry, even though she was indeed a bit of a crybaby.

He pulled the pretty girl back to her room and spent a long time coaxing her until he finally managed to calm her down.

The little beauty's eyes were red, and the tip of her nose was red too.

After finally stopping his tears, he began to blame himself.

"I'm so useless, I can't do anything right, all I do is cry..." He said, and then he started to cry again.

In the past, when he felt wronged, he could only hide under the covers and cry secretly.

I'm afraid of being seen by others, and I'm afraid my family will worry.

Now that he's nestled in the man's arms, his tears seem to have lost all their value, and he cries every now and then.

He knew he was pampered, so he no longer had any scruples.

"After he gives birth, you go and beat him up, and I'll help you hold your older brother down," Yin Cheng said.

Lin Nian said, "No way."

After a while, he said worriedly, "What should we do about my brother and Qingheng's relationship...?"

"It's such a clear and obvious thing, yet you've been dragging your feet on it," Yin Cheng said. "Those people aren't dead, how could we not find out the truth about what happened back then?"

Yin Cheng has excellent hearing; he can hear the conversation in the room clearly with just a little concentration.

He was initially reluctant to listen to other people's stories, but seeing his little beauty crying so hard, he finally listened for a bit.

Lin Nian's eyes lit up. "Husband, do you have a solution?"

"Didn't Shen Qingheng say she had a cousin? Ask him," Yin Cheng asked. "Do you have many cousins?"

Lin Nian said, "There are many. But they are all in Huzhou."

"Ah, I suddenly remembered someone. Although we're cousins, we're beyond the fifth degree of kinship. He's a distant cousin."

"Who?"

"Lü Xiaolian".