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

Hua Yue made a fool of herself in front of all the servants.

The palace servants, in particular, surrounded him as if he were a rare sight, making it impossible for him to get through.

"Wow, did you hunt all of these by yourself?"

"You're amazing!"

"There are snakes too... You're really brave!"

Surrounded by admirers, Hua Yue said smugly, "It's nothing special, just average."

Xiao Fu pushed through the crowd and got a clear look at Hua Yue's prey, as if he could already smell the aroma of roasted meat.

He quickly said, "Let's go cook this meat!"

Hua Yue said, "Great! This pheasant is plump. Let's make soup for the King."

"Alright, alright." Xiao Fu pointed at the fat snake again, "Why did you hit the snake? You can't eat snakes."

"Snake gallbladders can be sold for money," Huayue said matter-of-factly. "Besides, it fell on my face by itself. If I didn't pick it up, wouldn't I just be licking it?"

"That's a terrible waste," Xiao Fu said. "It's a good thing the King isn't here, otherwise he would definitely make you study."

Hua Yue stuck out her tongue. "Okay, Xiao Fu, let's go have a barbecue. I brought some spices from the North."

Xiao Fu said somewhat fearfully, "Then take your licking stick further away."

"They're all dead, they won't bite."

"Then take it further away!"

……

With the bonfire blazing ahead, the roasted meat feast is just a small part of the meal; the real main event will be tomorrow.

When the emperor noticed that his subordinates' seats remained empty, he knew that Prince Cheng would not be coming tonight.

He instructed Xiao Anzi to send some food to Prince Cheng, and then left him to his own devices.

When Lin Nian woke up in the middle of the night, the chicken soup was warming in the stove, and the roasted meat in the food box had gone cold, but the aroma of cumin was still very strong.

The man was nowhere to be found. Lin Nian got dressed, rubbed her eyes, and walked out of the tent.

A bright moon hung overhead, casting a somewhat melancholic light.

"Ah Cheng?"

Strange, where did they go?

From the shadows, a low, husky male voice said, "My lord, it's windy outside. Be careful not to catch a cold."

Even though his voice was very low, it still startled Lin Nian.

Realizing it was a man's bodyguard, Lin Nian tentatively asked, "Where did the Prince go?"

The guard succinctly replied, "Get the job done."

Lin Nian: "..."

Lin Nian returned to the tent, ladled herself a bowl of chicken soup, and sat around the small stove, sipping it slowly.

On the other side, Yin Cheng's face twitched.

"What do you want me to do?"

"You still don't understand?" the emperor said. "You were ordered to assassinate me, now you understand, don't you?"

Yin Cheng stared in disbelief, finally realizing what was happening. "You want me to rebel?"

The emperor glanced at him. "I thought you'd been looking forward to this."

Yin Cheng: "...Real or fake thorns?"

"Nonsense," the emperor said, "of course it's a fake assassin."

The emperor continued, "But it must look like a real thorn, preferably one that can injure me. Oh, and remember to avoid my right hand; I still need to write folded paper."

"..."

Seeing his younger brother's conflicted expression, the emperor said, "If all else fails, you can just pretend. But you have to do this yourself; I don't trust anyone else to do it."

"Oh." Yin Cheng was relieved, then asked, "So when will you stab me?"

The emperor said, "Find the time yourself."

Therefore, having an emperor as an older brother is really helpless, as you have to obey unreasonable demands at any time.

"Alright," Yin Cheng said, "then I'll come and assassinate you around dinner time tomorrow night."

The emperor was exasperated. "What I want is a surprise attack. Tell me, what do I do?"

"This is such a hassle," Yin Cheng thought, wanting to give up.

The emperor said, "After this is accomplished, all the silk fabrics from Yunzhou will be yours."

Yin Cheng thought to himself with disgust: What would I do with mermaid silk? It's not even good enough to wipe the floor properly.

The emperor said, "The young man likes clothes made of Yunzhou silk the most."

Yin Cheng immediately said sincerely and earnestly, "Brother, don't worry, I'll take care of this. There won't be any problems!"

The emperor was speechless. "Get out, get out, get out." He paused, then added, "Be careful on your way back, don't let anyone see you."

"Know."

When Yin Cheng returned to the camp, he saw his wife holding a bowl and slurping it down.

"Husband!" Lin Nian put down her bowl. "Come and try this, the chicken soup is so fragrant and delicious."

As he spoke, he took the empty bowl next to him and filled a bowl for Yin Cheng as well. "I just asked Xiao Fu to heat up the roasted meat. You came back just in time, so all the food is hot."

The little beauty muttered to herself. Despite her noble and untainted appearance, she acted no differently from an ordinary husband, leaving only warmth in her eyes.

Yin Cheng took the chicken soup, and the little beauty fed him several bites of roasted meat.

"I've already tried them all, and they're all delicious." Lin Nian didn't even ask where the man had gone; her thoughtfulness was so touching that even Yin Cheng couldn't bear to watch.

"Niannian." Yin Cheng put down the bowl and hugged the person in his arms.

Lin Nian asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

"Aren't you going to ask me where I've been?"

Lin Nian said, "The guards said you went to take care of some business."

"What if I go out and find another guy?"

How come this little beauty has no sense of crisis at all?

This won't do!

Lin Nian said, "You wouldn't." He then mimicked pinching the man's cheek, "I trust my husband."

Yin Cheng muttered something, but Lin Nian didn't hear it clearly.

Before Lin Nian could ask anything, her lips were already sealed.

The next day, Lin Nian couldn't get up.

He was a little resentful, "I was planning to go hunting today!"

"There will be plenty of opportunities to take you out in the future." Yin Cheng stroked the man's hair and rubbed his waist. "Or if you want to eat something, let Hua Yue go hunting for it."

Yesterday was just a trial run; today is the main event of the autumn hunt.

Beyond the hunting grounds' jurisdiction, deeper into the mountains and forests, one can find large prey such as bears, wild boars, and even tigers.

Every autumn hunt, the person with the most or the most valuable prey is rewarded by His Majesty.

Some military officers set off early on.

Unlike civil officials, military officers could easily amass a multitude of titles by attending countless banquets, poetry gatherings, songs, and competitions.

Military officers in the capital city had even fewer opportunities to distinguish themselves, so they all put in their best effort during the autumn hunt, hoping to be the first to win.

Lin Nian puffed out her cheeks and said angrily, "This is still outside! You, you're being so ridiculous!"

"Aren't we in a tent?" Yin Cheng deliberately misinterpreted the little beauty's meaning. "Could it be that Niannian thinks being in a tent isn't exciting enough and wants to go play in the deep mountains and forests—"

Before he could finish speaking, a pair of smooth, soft hands covered his mouth.

"You're not allowed to talk anymore." Lin Nian decided to get angry later. He wrapped himself tighter in the blanket and ordered the man to do his chores. "Go get me my clothes. I need to get up."

Yin Cheng obediently went to find clothes for his wife. He remembered the mermaid silk that his brother had promised and thought that the little beauty would look very beautiful in it.

I'll make him a hundred or so outfits, so he can wear a different one every day.

Lin Nian struggled to get out of bed, took small steps to the outside of the tent, and washed up in the warm sunshine.

It looks like a little crab.

Yin Cheng felt both heartache and amusement, his face displaying a complex expression.

Lin Niancai ignored him and, after washing up, ordered the man to make some breakfast.

Although the emperor brought his kitchen staff, everyone spontaneously brought their own cooks and set up a small tent next to the camp to serve as their kitchen.

Yin Cheng didn't need to, because his camp was close to the imperial tent, and entering the imperial kitchen's food tent was like returning to his own home.

Seeing that the man had personally cooked meat porridge for him, Lin Nian finally calmed down.