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

Yin Mo raised his voice, "What did you say? Poisoned?"

"It's just a guess," Bai Yuchen said.

Yin Mo remained silent for a long time. "Can you determine what kind of poison it is?"

Bai Yuchen shook his head. "It's a kind of strange poison I've never seen before. It's subtly hidden in the pulse, and you can't detect it at all if you're not paying attention."

Yin Mo asked anxiously, "Did you tell him?"

"No," Bai Yuchen said. "I'm afraid I misdiagnosed him."

Although Bai Yuchen said it was just a guess, Yin Mo knew him well; he would never say it lightly unless he was absolutely certain.

"Yu Chen, he's my only younger brother, my only family in this world." Yin Mo grabbed the man's wrist and said, "You must save him."

"Don't worry." Bai Yuchen hugged him. "Next time he comes to the palace, we'll find another opportunity to check his pulse."

Chengwangfu Garden.

A thick layer of snow covered everything, making everything a silver-white wonderland.

Lin Nian was wearing a rabbit fur jacket and a thick, fluffy hat, with only her fair face showing.

His nose was red from the cold, but his bright, moist eyes sparkled.

Hua Yue picked up a snowball and handed it to Lin Nian, "Your Highness, here!"

Lin Nian took the snowball and threw it towards Yin Cheng.

Yin Cheng quickly jumped away, and the snowballs shattered on the plum tree beside him, causing the young men under the eaves to sigh in dismay.

Yin Cheng grabbed a handful of snow and threw it at Hua Yue, "Little fatty, you've gotten quite bold."

Hua Yue hurriedly dodged, shrinking behind Lin Nian, crying out, "Your Majesty, help me!"

When no one was looking, Xiao Fu quietly made a row of snowballs and handed them to Lin Nian.

Lin Nian laughed as she picked up some snowballs from the ground and threw them at her husband.

"Niannian, aren't we the best in the world together?"

Lin Nian said, "One thing at a time."

"That's right, hit the prince, he's thick-skinned." Hua Yue threw a snowball at Yin Cheng with both hands.

Yin Cheng dodged and fought back, and ended up smashing every boy under the eaves.

The only difference was that the snowflakes thrown at Lin Nian were fluffy, while the snowballs thrown at Hua Yue and the others were fist-sized.

This time, His Highness Prince Cheng has incurred the wrath of the masses.

Little Jiu'er shook the snow off her clothes and asked, "Shall we fight?"

Jingyi said, "Fight!"

Yinzhu had already made a snowball and rushed forward, shouting, "Charge! It's rare to have a chance to openly and fairly beat up our master!"

So the situation in the garden changed from three against one to many against one.

Snowballs came from all directions in Yincheng.

Yin Cheng started to feign pitifulness, "Nian Nian..."

Lin Nian's heart was as cold as a stone in a pool. He began to set up the battlefield, "You all go over there and surround the prince. Hua Yue, you go up to the roof and don't let him escape."

Yin Cheng: "..."

Lin Nian covered her lips and giggled, her eyebrows curving into beautiful crescent moons.

Yin Cheng ran over and, without thinking, stuffed a handful of snowflakes down the little beauty's neck.

Lin Nian shivered from the cold. "Ah! So cold!"

After the chill passed, Lin Nian grabbed a handful of snow and tried to shove it back, but said, "Stop right there!"

Yin Cheng dodged backward, "Hey, you can't catch me."

Lin Nian angrily directed Hua Yue on the roof, "Smash it!"

"Watch this!" Huayue scooped up a large clump of snow from the roof and held up a snowball the size of a lantern.

Xiao Fu quickly pulled Lin Nian aside.

Yin Cheng gasped, "Such a big guy, are you trying to kill your father?"

"Your Highness, prepare to die!" Hua Yue rolled her eyes and slammed her head down into the courtyard.

Yin Cheng was so focused on dodging the snowballs that Hua Yue threw at him that he didn't notice that his wife had been waiting behind him for a long time.

He waited for his chance and threw a snowball with perfect accuracy at the back of Yin Cheng's neck.

Yin Cheng lay on his back in the snow. "I'm dead. I surrender."

"Spit it out," Jingyi said. "It's not even past the Lantern Festival yet; talking about death is bad luck."

Yin Cheng was too weak to spit.

His wife and her younger brother bullied him.

"Ah Cheng." Lin Nian ran towards him. His jacket was light yellow today, like a nightingale. The fluffy clothes made him look like a little fairy in a New Year's painting who brings good fortune.

He wasn't paying attention to his footing and suddenly slipped, falling headfirst into the snow.

Lin Nian was so frightened that she quickly closed her eyes.

The expected excruciating pain did not occur; instead, a cool, warm kiss landed on my forehead.

"How stupid of you to trip and fall on flat ground."

At the critical moment, Yin Cheng rushed over and took his wife's place.

Lin Nian was held in his arms, and the two fell onto the snow in an extremely intimate position.

The snow started falling again, pattering down.

Snowflakes landed on Lin Nian's eyelashes.

He blinked, then realized what was happening, climbed off the man, and knelt in the snow. "Ah Cheng, are you alright?"

"It's nothing." Yin Cheng sat up, suddenly clutching his chest, his expression turning pained.

Lin Nian was terrified. Grabbing the man's hand, she asked helplessly, "Am I too heavy? Did I hit something?"

Yin Cheng said, "It seems like my chest hurts. Rub it for me."

Lin Nian believed it to be true. He took off his gloves and gently rubbed the man's chest.

He didn't notice that Yin Cheng raised an eyebrow, then grabbed his waist and pulled him towards him.

Her cool, pink lips were captured.

Snowflakes fell on their hair, and in that instant, it seemed as if they had grown old together.

Lin Nian's hand, which had been on the man's chest, unconsciously moved up and wrapped around his neck.

They kissed in the snow.

Jingyi, holding Xiaojiu in one hand and Yinzhu in the other, quietly left the courtyard.

Hua Yue on the roof circled around twice, completely unaware of Xiao Fu Chong under the eaves. He was giving him meaningful glances until his eyes almost cramped.

Hua Yue flew directly from the roof to the kitchen.

Although I can't eat the braised pork knuckle anymore, I can still smell it.

Just smelling it makes me happy!

Xiao Fu was internally screaming, "Ugh, you stinky Hua Yue, you've left me behind again!"

He quickly slipped out the back door.

Lin Nian pushed the man away, panting, and glared at him playfully, "You bad boy, you lied to me again! I can hardly breathe."

"Okay, I'll let you rest for a bit." Yin Cheng kissed his wife's ear. "Shall we continue later?"

Lin Nian quickly stopped her, "Don't be so vulgar in broad daylight."

"Doesn't Nian Nian like it?"

"..."

Facing the man's teasing gaze, Lin Nian blushed and said, "Shut up!"

He suddenly remembered that there were other people around, covered his face and fell into the man's arms, so embarrassed that his fingernails turned red.

"What's wrong?" Yin Cheng blew the snowflakes off the little beauty's hair and lifted her up with one hand.

Lin Nian stammered, "..."

His voice was too soft, and Yin Cheng only caught the gist of it.

The little beauty said: I don't want to live anymore...

Yin Cheng chuckled, "Don't worry, they're all gone, no one saw them."

Lin Nian closed her eyes and pretended to be dead.

"Nobody really saw it." Yin Cheng carried the person back to the room. "Shake the snow out of their clothes so it doesn't melt inside."

Lin Nian pouted and glared at the man with dissatisfaction.

Those pitiful looks in her eyes would break anyone's heart.