I transmigrated to ancient times and became a king with a title equal to mine.

Long Bin grinned, thinking to himself: How did that deadbeat from before know this skill?

"I've only been learning this for a short time, so eat as much as you like. I've made a lot."

Although pancakes and egg dumplings may not appear on the dining table, they are relatively easy to make.

However, steamed buns require baking powder and other ingredients, which, although available in the world, are not sold in small towns.

When Long Bin was kneading the dough, he infused it with spiritual energy, filling the pinched buns with gas, which then produced a fermented effect after being steamed.

I never expected that steamed buns made this way would taste so delicious.

After breakfast, the couple took a few walks around the backyard.

After hesitating for a long time, Fu Yao finally said, "He Shiyun and Wang Fangping are getting engaged today."

“I already knew yesterday.”

Fu Yao noticed his indifferent expression and became somewhat curious.

Although he was low-key when he was alive, he was always very aggressive when it came to relationships and women.

So Fu Yao had some doubts in her heart, thinking of the one she had done countless times last night, who, although vigorous and powerful, was also full of tenderness.

Based on her intuition, her husband had changed; he had become gentle and refined, and more humane.

Long Bin knew she was starting to have doubts. After all, she and the dead man had been married for many years and were very familiar with each other, making their cooperation even more seamless. But the current Ning Long was just a body; his soul and spirit had been replaced by another person.

Women are the most sensitive, especially women who are deeply in love.

"I'll be attending a banquet at noon," Long Bin said calmly.

Fu Yao nodded to herself: This is my husband.

“I’ll go with you, and bring Xiaomei and Uncle Zhong with me.”

"No need. The small Wang family doesn't need so many people. Besides, you shouldn't show your face in public, and you shouldn't reveal your identity as a martial artist."

Fu Yao rolled her eyes at him and said, "My hands are itching."

Long Bin reached out and pulled her, saying, "Let's go back to the room."

"Why are you going back to your room?"

"It's a repeat of last night's story."

Fu Yao blushed instantly upon hearing this, and said in a coquettish voice, "My hands are itching, you, you?"

Seeing the beauty so frightened, Long Bin chuckled.

"Okay, I'll let you off the hook for now. I'll deal with you tonight."

"..."

At noon, the backyard of Xinglong Inn was decorated with lanterns and colorful streamers, creating a festive atmosphere.

However, a woman's sweet voice came from the room at the east end of the front yard guesthouse: "Brother Ping, let's do it again."

He Shiyun, the eldest granddaughter of He Laocai, a third-rate rich man, is a great beauty in Ruxu Market and the owner of He Family Grocery Store.

She was dressed appropriately today, appearing dignified and capable.

She reached out and pulled Wang Fangping, her face revealing an alluring and seductive expression.

Wang Fangping gave a wicked smile, pinched her small mouth, and said softly, "We cannot neglect our guests and friends."

He Shiyun's face was flushed, clearly showing her dissatisfaction. Seeing that the man said so, she had no choice but to nod in agreement, but in her heart she felt a wave of contempt: You're all show and no substance. If your family weren't rich and powerful, why would I even want you? Ning Long, although from an ordinary family, was very powerful and imposing.

Thinking of Ning Long, she suddenly felt a little guilty and couldn't help but sigh.

Wang Fangping thought she had vented her anger, so he quickly hugged her, kissed her, and said, "After the banquet, let's go home and have another three hundred rounds."

"Three hundred rounds?" He Shiyun asked incredulously.

"Don't worry, I guarantee you'll enjoy yourself to the fullest."

He Shiyun's eyes lit up, and her foxy face immediately lit up with joy, full of anticipation.

The two returned to the banquet hall in the backyard, where all the seats were already taken.

It can be said that all the prominent figures from the surrounding towns of Ruxu who could come were here.

Wang family head, Wang Xuecheng came onto a stage.

Wang Xuecheng spoke impromptu for a few minutes, exchanging pleasantries.

Then the situation was handed over to a young person.

The young man began to sing: "Please welcome the groom-to-be, Mr. Wang Fangping, and the bride-to-be, Ms. He Shiyun, to the stage."

At this moment, both the man and woman changed into formal attire, held hands, and walked happily towards the stage with blissful smiles on their faces.

A round of enthusiastic applause erupted in the courtyard.

On stage, the young man exchanged a few words with the two and then asked, "Young Master Wang, today is your engagement day with Miss Shiyun. Can you tell the guests how you feel at this moment?"

Just as Wang Fangping opened his mouth to speak, a voice suddenly rang out: "Wait a minute, let me break off the engagement first, and then you can get engaged!"

"so……"

Many people immediately thought that the He family's daughter had been engaged to the Ning family's son before.

What? You didn't cancel the engagement and then got engaged to another family?

The banquet hall was immediately abuzz with discussion.

The Wang and He families stared in astonishment at the young man walking slowly towards them.

The He family members were all embarrassed. They had thought that the Ning family wouldn't dare to cause trouble here, and at most they would cause a disturbance at the He family's house.

Ning Long's appearance, and the fact that he appeared so calmly and steadily, greatly surprised the He family.

Another person who was even more surprised was Wang Xuecheng, who had already recognized Ning Long. When he saw Ning Long and Lu Zhusheng behind him, he felt a chill and a strong sense of foreboding arose in his heart.

Wang Xuecheng clasped his hands in a fist and asked, "Young brother, what brings you here?"

Ning Tianchong nodded to him and said, "This is none of your business for now. I'll go to the He family to get a refund."

"break off an engagement?"

Many people who were unaware of the situation were immediately stunned upon hearing this and couldn't help but look at He Shiyun.

Ning Long raised his right hand, waved the brightly colored marriage certificate, and said in a deep voice, "I'm sorry to take up your time. I'm here to annul the engagement with He Shiyun."

People initially thought this person was there to cause trouble, but upon seeing the marriage certificate, they all began to murmur amongst themselves.

Someone said directly, "The He family was once a prominent family. The marriage agreement for their child hasn't been called off. How can they let their daughter marry again?"

"Exactly, that's a bit shameless."

"This is clearly a slap in the face for the Wang family."

Wang Xuecheng felt a chill in his heart upon hearing this, but dared not get angry.

Yesterday, he witnessed firsthand the prowess of Ning Long's men and quickly whispered a message to the steward.

Wang Fangping knew Ning Long and was usually intimidated by his terrifying martial prowess. But today, on his own turf, with so many bodyguards around, he felt much more confident.

"Ning Long, what are you doing causing trouble when I'm getting engaged?"

Seeing Wang Fangping get angry, He Shiyun also asked Ning Long, "Who have you been engaged to?"

Ning Tian handed over the marriage certificate and said, "Let your grandfather and parents talk to me."

He Shiyun tore up the marriage certificate without even looking at it, and shouted angrily, "This, this is fake. How come I don't know you?"

"Don't you know me?"

Ning Long felt a pang in his heart. All those vows of eternal love, and now they don't even know me anymore?

This woman changes her mind faster than turning the pages of a book; no wonder her subordinates reported that she had clashed with Wang Fangping countless times.

Ning Long gave her a disdainful look, then smiled and asked, "Young Master Wang, He Shiyun has a mole on the inside of her thigh. Do you know what color it is?"

Wang Fangping felt a pang of sadness upon hearing this. Not everyone gets to see a woman's thighs. He assumed Ning Long was mocking his lack of intimacy with He Shiyun and blurted out, "It's red. I often touch that mole."