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

Yin Cheng then went on to recount many famous battles in the North in recent years, most of which differed greatly from the rumors.

He spoke calmly and methodically, and his account of the battle was well-reasoned and supported by evidence, sounding much more authentic than the storyteller's previous tale.

Just as everyone was enjoying themselves, a group of government officials burst in.

The storyteller, who had been hiding behind the official, pointed at Yin Cheng and said, "Officer, that's him! He kept praising Yan Ru so highly; he must be Yan Ru's spy!"

So it turns out he went to report something bad.

Yin Cheng's lips twitched. This grown man was pitifully petty.

The leading officer said, "Arrest him."

Yin Cheng didn't resist. Now that his face was disguised, revealing his identity would ruin everything.

Gui Shi was still waiting to capture Yin Shun.

At this moment, Lin Nian silently raised her hand, "Um... I'm his husband, take me with you."

Yin Cheng: "..." Wife, you really love me.

The officers never expected that there would be such a foolish young man in the world who would walk right into their trap.

He waved to his men, "Arrest him too."

The two were taken to Dali Temple.

At the beginning of the year, the Dali Temple was not particularly busy. The Temple Chief was holding a cup of hot tea and was about to go to the courtyard to bask in the sun when he saw his subordinates escorting a young couple over.

"This is?"

The leading officer said, "Sir, this is a spy from Yanru who we just captured."

Upon hearing that Yan Ru was a spy, the temple official stopped drinking his tea and ordered, "Quickly, proceed with the routine interrogation!"

The two were taken to prison for questioning.

This matter involves meticulous work and cannot be taken lightly.

Yin Cheng was placed in shackles alone. He was curious: could this piece of wood be sturdy? Wouldn't it fall apart with just a touch?

At this moment, Lin Nian raised her hand again, "Lord Teramasa, since my husband is in shackles, then I want them too."

Yin Cheng glared at him, "What kind of good thing is this? You're not allowed to have it. You're not allowed to."

"Omitted." Lin Nian stuck out her tongue at him, then took the initiative to put the shackles on her head.

Teramasa: "..."

The temple master asked his subordinate, "Have you checked the belongings of these two men?"

The subordinate replied, "Sir, not yet."

"Go check and see if they have any identification documents." Since it involved spies, no one could be careless, so the temple manager was on high alert.

"Dare to touch my husband, and I'll chop your hand off."

"Don't be so fierce." Lin Nian kicked him. "Officer, could you send a young man to check me?"

The officer, who was about to get angry, calmed down considerably when he saw how well-behaved the boy was.

He said impartially, "If someone is a spy, they should be killed without mercy. What does it matter if they are innocent?"

"But what if I'm not a spy? How am I supposed to live after being searched like this?"

Lin Nian's shackles were for young men only; they were too loose around his wrists to restrain him.

He had to hold onto the plank himself to keep his hand from falling out.

"Stop talking nonsense." The officer said coldly, perhaps out of consideration for the young man, and did not make a move. He said, "Take out whatever you have in your arms."

Lin Nian took her hands out of the shackles and handed over the small purse in her arms, the brocade pouch at her waist, and the cloth bag on her back.

After handing it over, he quietly put his hand into the shackles again, being incredibly obedient.

Yin Cheng: "...Although, couldn't your Dali Temple make a few more sizes of shackles?"

"Shut up if you don't want to die." Another officer took all his belongings and handed them to the temple official.

"Sir, these are the items that the two men had."

The temple master immediately spotted the strange, dark-colored, gilded jade plaque.

"This is……"

Yin Cheng kindly reminded him: "The Northern Tiger Tally."

The temple official's hand trembled, and then he slammed the tiger tally heavily onto the table.

Yin Cheng didn't think anything of it, but Lin Nian, who was standing to the side, was almost scared to death.

He knew how fragile jade was; he had broken at least five or ten jade hairpins since he was a child.

He was terrified that the tiger tally would be broken.

In contrast, the man's nonchalant manner suggested that he wasn't worried at all about the jade pendant breaking.

He gradually felt relieved.

The temple official roared, "Do you think you're His Highness Prince Cheng? How dare you use jadeite to impersonate the tiger tally! Guards, give this arrogant man thirty lashes!"

"Yes, sir."

"My lord, my husband actually has a mental problem," Lin Nian said seriously. "We came to the capital this time to get treatment for his mental illness."

Yin Cheng: "..."

Lin Nian quickly gave the man a meaningful look.

Either expose your identity or try to cover it up; in any case, get out of here first!

He couldn't just stand by and watch the man get beaten.

Although... these people can't beat him.

The temple official said, "The country has its laws. Don't try to cause trouble, young man! The tiger tally is not something you can forge at will. Beat it!"

Yin Cheng originally wanted to see how his brother's men interrogated prisoners, so he cooperated fairly well.

Hearing him say that, Yin Cheng was not angry at all. On the contrary, he felt that this temple official was quite sensible.

If he really was a spy, the inaction of the officials of the Great Yin Dynasty was even more frightening.

Lin Nian was afraid that the board would fall on Yin Cheng, so he took off the shackles and ran to Yin Cheng's side. "Husband, let's escape."

Yin Cheng's pupils dilated in shock. "Ah, wife, are we really going to plot this prison break so openly?"

The officers' attention was originally focused on Yin Cheng, and no one paid attention to Lin Nian, the young man.

Only after he removed his shackles and ran over did Teramasa begin to think seriously.

We really should make more sizes of shackles.

Upon hearing Lin Nian's words, several officers immediately drew their swords and held them to the necks of the two men.

Yin Cheng raised an eyebrow and responded to his wife's audacious request, "Okay."

In an instant, a crisp sound of shattering chains was heard, and with a few flashes of light from the blade, Yin Cheng had broken free of his shackles and quickly flashed to the front of the temple while holding Lin Nian.

Although the temple official was a civil servant, he had seen many grand occasions and was not intimidated by such a spectacle.

He looked at his men lying on the ground and shouted, "Guards!"

Yin Cheng had already taken the tiger tally and his wife's belongings with him before calmly escaping from the prison.

These officials are rather poor at martial arts. Yin Cheng thought he would have to talk to his brother about it and improve the physical fitness of the officials.

After leaving Dali Temple, the two returned to Huachao Garden.

On the familiar, deserted path, Lin Nian exclaimed in surprise, "Husband, have we escaped from prison?!"

The young man beside him looked at him with bright eyes, and Yin Cheng said, "Yes, our identities as spies are probably a done deal."

"It's all that storyteller's fault," Lin Nian pouted. "You should find some time to beat him up later."

Yin Cheng suppressed a laugh and said, "Okay."

Little Sweetie is getting more and more lively. Yin Cheng couldn't resist and leaned over to kiss his wife's ear.

Lin Nian flinched. "Watch where you're going, or you'll fall."

"Don't worry, you won't fall," Yin Cheng said. "Let's go change our clothes."

Lin Nian was puzzled, and tugged at her clothes to look at them. "They're not dirty."

"In less than half an hour, our wanted posters will be plastered all over the streets and alleys."

Lin Nian belatedly realized, "Oh yeah, we just escaped from prison..." After the initial excitement of his rebellious act subsided, he asked with some concern, "Did we get into trouble?"

"Don't worry, it's a small problem." Yin Cheng summoned his bodyguards.

At the last minute before the arrest warrant was issued, Jingyi arrived at Dali Temple with the imperial edict.

In addition to explaining the whole story, they also apologized to the poor Teramasa-sama.