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

Yin Cheng stopped staring at Yin Shun. "This matter needs a solution. I wonder what brilliant ideas you have, Imperial Uncle?"

Prince Yiyang glared at Yin Shun. Although he didn't know what in Yin Shun's room had angered Prince Cheng, since Prince Cheng didn't intend to pursue the matter, he naturally wouldn't bring it up himself.

He said, "Since this servant is from my Yiyang Prince's Mansion, my Yiyang Prince's Mansion is willing to take responsibility for your losses."

"That would be perfect," Yin Cheng said. "However, this servant must be handed over to me for disposal. What do you think, Uncle?"

Although Yin Cheng was asking for his opinion in every sentence, he deliberately put him on a high pedestal, making it seem like he was making the decision, but in reality, he had no choice at all.

While inwardly cursing Yin Cheng to the point of being a bloodthirsty wretch, the Prince of Yiyang still smiled and said, "Since this servant is a member of my household, it is only natural that I should punish him. Nephew, your actions are somewhat presumptuous."

Yin Cheng said, "But Imperial Uncle can't let me suffer this in silence. If I don't deal with him properly, there will inevitably be other fools who will follow suit in the future, and I will have to go through all the trouble to solve the problem."

King Yiyang said, "I will restrain my servants myself. My dear nephew, rest assured, this kind of thing will never happen again."

Yin Cheng said, "If my uncle feels that I cannot handle this well, then I can report it to His Majesty and ask His Majesty to step in and resolve it."

"Since Prince Cheng has already made up his mind, then I will grant his request." Prince Yiyang flicked his sleeves and left the main hall.

Yin Cheng rolled his eyes inwardly. He wouldn't listen to reason; he had to call his parents.

The merchant guild sent a representative to calculate the exact amount. After Liu handed over such a large sum of money, her hatred for Yin Shun intensified. In her view, everything in the Yiyang Prince's Mansion would now belong to her son...

The servant boy, having caught his breath, said, "Your Highness..."

"I almost forgot about you," Yin Cheng said. "Bing San, escort him out of the city."

The servant asked, "Are you going to let me go?"

He didn't get a reply from Yin Cheng; Bing San had already carried him away from the Prince of Yiyang's residence.

Although this servant is despicable, his crime does not warrant death.

With the wedding date approaching, Yin Cheng didn't want to push things too far.

On the way back to the manor, Jingyi was really curious, "Little Jiu'er, what exactly did that servant say at the end?"

Xiao Jiu'er said, "They didn't say anything."

Mirror Robe slowly uttered a question: "Huh?"

Xiao Jiu'er said, "I really didn't say anything. I was just putting on an act to scare Yin Shun."

"Your Highness," Jingyi asked, "what exactly is in Yin Shun's room?"

Yin Cheng said, "It must be something related to Niannian. Ding Si, go to the Prince Yiyang's mansion tonight and set it on fire. Burn it all to ashes."

A dark shadow flashed by.

Xiao Jiu'er suddenly said, "Oh, Your Highness, it's almost Dragon Boat Festival. Should we make some zongzi (sticky rice dumplings) and send them to the Lin residence?"

"That reminds me, we need to buy some mugwort to properly fumigate the area," said Jingyi.

"Your Highness, although there are still a few months until the divorce, if there are any changes to the mansion, it would be best to do them before the prince marries into the family. It is not advisable to carry out any construction work after the marriage."

Yin Cheng thought for a moment, "Find a few craftsmen to renovate the pond in my yard. Fill in all the deep parts, leaving only three feet of water."

"Yes."

Yin Cheng stopped the carriage. "You two go back first. I'm going to buy some hair ornaments and clothes for my wife."

The man in the mirror lifted the curtain. "Your Highness, remember to buy according to the catalog, and don't buy anything too ugly."

"understood."

Yin Cheng had an inexplicable confidence in his aesthetic sense. When he stepped into the silver shop, he brushed past a wandering swordsman.

This wandering swordsman moved with light steps and exhaled almost ethereal breaths, so his martial arts skills must be extremely high.

He looked to be in his early thirties, but he was extremely unkempt, with a full beard, a head of messy black hair that was very unruly, and his clothes were also very worn out.

He held a jade hairpin in his hand, with a budding orchid carved on the head of the hairpin according to the color of the jade.

The shop assistants were still discussing the customer from earlier; he looked like a penniless man, but he spent lavishly.

There aren't many people in the martial arts world with such high skills.

Yin Cheng had seen many martial arts masters, but he had never seen this person before.

He was on guard; it seemed he would have to investigate this person's background.

The clerk at the jewelry store asked, "Sir, what would you like to see? Our store has all kinds of gold, silver, jade, jewelry, and headwear."

Yin Cheng snapped out of his daze and handed him the booklet. "I want a copy of all the jewelry listed here."

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Huayue and Xiaofu sneaked into the kitchen, and while the cooks were away, one kept watch while the other stole the pancakes.

The two boys carried the meat pies back to the yard, and Xiao Fu said, "I always got caught when I tried to steal pies before, but thank goodness you came."

Hua Yue took two big bites of the pancake. "We're still growing, so we need to eat more to grow taller."

Suddenly, Huayue's ears twitched.

He pushed Xiao Fu aside while biting into his pancake, pulled out two curved knives from his lower back, and attacked in one direction.

A figure was stealthily approaching Lin Nian's room from among the flowers.

Xiao Fu froze on the spot, then screamed, "Young Master, it's terrible! There's an assassin!"

Xiao Fu's shrill voice quickly attracted the attention of the guards.

"Xiao Fu, where is the assassin?"

Xiao Fu pointed to the two people locked in combat in the yard, "There they are!"

He suddenly started yelling again, "Hua Yue, don't cut down the young master's flowers!"

Hua Yue, biting into a pancake, mumbled incoherently, "Okay..."

Lin Nian was reading a book when the noise outside disturbed his peace. He got up, opened the window, and looked at the figures in the courtyard below.

While fighting, Hua Yue still managed to finish the meat pie. "Who are you?!"

Before the man could speak, Lin Nian upstairs suddenly exclaimed in surprise, "Big Brother?"

Xiao Fu froze as he ate the pancake, staring incredulously at the man who looked like a beggar.

"Ah...the old man is back?"

Brother Lin brushed aside his messy bangs. "Xiao Fu?"

Xiao Fu quickly shouted, "Ahhh! Hua Yue, stop! We're on the same side, on the same side!"

Hua Yue sheathed her sword, bowed sincerely, and said, "I'm sorry, my comrades."

Xiao Fu: "..."

He pulled Huayue aside and whispered, "This is the old man."

Hua Yue suddenly realized, "Oh!"

Brother Lin said, "Your kung fu is pretty good, young man."

That's quite a compliment to Huayue. He tilted his head back and said, "Of course."

Lin Nian came running down the street and jumped into her older brother's arms, asking happily, "Big brother, when did you get back?"

Looking at his youngest brother's rosy cheeks, Brother Lin's tone softened unconsciously, "Just arrived."

He took out a jade hairpin from his pocket. "This is a gift I bought for you."

As he spoke, his gaze unconsciously drifted to Lin Nian's hair bun. "Uh... this... um, golden flower... unique."

Hua Yue looked at it and her vision went black.

The ugly headdress given to me by the prince.

"I remember buying you something similar before, and you cried then, saying it was ugly." Brother Lin patted his head. "I didn't expect that after I've been away from home for a few years, Nian-ge'er has changed so much."

Hua Yue felt it was best not to speak now, because if she did, she would definitely be expressing her regret about the prince's taste.