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

Yin Cheng was charmed by his wife's cuteness and leaned in to kiss her.

Lin Nian's rosy cheeks were kissed until the man's ears turned red before he was willing to stop.

Suddenly, a clear "clucking" sound came from the bushes across the stream.

Yin Cheng and the little beauty in his arms exchanged a glance.

The pretty girl asked silently: Is it a pheasant?

Yin Cheng nodded: I'm afraid so!

The pretty girl glanced at him with her big, watery eyes: "Then what are you waiting for? Hurry up and get on board!"

Yin Cheng curled his lips and raised an eyebrow.

Lin Nian was speechless, but leaned in and gave him a little kiss.

Yin Cheng took out a plum blossom dart from his waist, and with the infusion of his inner strength, the dart spun rapidly and headed towards the bushes.

Lin Nian felt as if something flashed past her eyes, but before she could ask anything, the "clucking" sound stopped.

Yin Cheng helped him up. "Let's go, let's go take a look."

"Mmm!" Lin Nian skillfully clung to the man.

Yin Cheng: "..." Originally, he hadn't intended to use his lightness skill on such a shallow stream.

But now that my wife is in my arms, it would be impolite not to fly away.

As soon as she landed, Lin Nian abandoned her assistant and tried to squeeze into the bushes by lifting her skirt.

"Wait," Yin Cheng stopped him. "Watch out for snakes."

Upon hearing this, the pretty girl immediately withdrew her foot and obediently retreated behind the man.

Yin Cheng unfastened his wristband. The dark gold wristband seemed to be similar in color to the Northern Tiger Tally, only the black was purer, and the gold trim was not very noticeable.

What looked like an ordinary strip of cloth turned out to be a blade that could cut through iron like mud when unfolded.

The blade was filled with Yin Cheng's internal energy and had no handle; it seemed to consist only of the blade itself.

But when held in a man's hand, it looks like a knife.

Lin Nian felt that he was a very ignorant guy who had never seen anything before.

Yin Cheng chopped up the grass in a few strokes and pulled out the unfortunate pheasant.

Shaking off the grass clippings from the blade, Yin Cheng withdrew his internal energy, and the blade transformed back into cloth, which he then wrapped around his wrist.

He picked up the pheasant that had been hit by the plum blossom dart and casually tossed the dart into the stream.

Lin Nian asked, "Why do you just leave it lying around? What if it gets lost?"

"Don't worry." Yin Cheng rubbed his wife's head. "Hold on tight, I'll take you there."

Lin Nian hugged the man, but her attention was focused on the man's right wrist guard.

He had noticed the different colors of the men's wristbands before and thought it was some kind of Northern trend, but he didn't expect it to be a man's weapon.

While Yin Cheng was dealing with the pheasants, Lin Nian, having nothing else to do, went to find the plum blossom dart he had just dropped.

"Be careful, don't cut your hand." Yin Cheng knew what his wife was doing without looking up, and he didn't stop her.

Without the activation of internal energy, the plum blossom dart is only sharper, it will not spin and injure people.

"Okay."

Yin Cheng has been practicing manipulating this plum blossom dart since he was ten years old, and now he can be said to be quite proficient.

There are many unique martial arts techniques in the martial arts world, and retrieving objects from a distance is not a difficult thing.

Retrieving the plum blossom dart from a distance of several feet was a piece of cake for Yin Cheng.

However, since his wife was helping so enthusiastically, Yin Cheng didn't want to dampen her spirits.

Lin Nian found the plum blossom dart, carefully picked it up with a shawl, and brought it to Yin Cheng's side, saying, "Husband, I found it."

"My Niannian is really something." Yin Cheng praised his wife. "Alright, go sit over there and play. The pheasant smells strong, so don't get it on you later."

"Oh." Lin Nian held up the plum blossom dart. "Then what should we do with this?"

"Place it anywhere."

Although that's what men say, Lin Nian still put the man's plum blossom dart and her own hairpin together.

He originally planned to dress up nicely for the autumn outing, but he overlooked the fact that the autumn hunt is mainly about hunting.

Wearing hairpins is cumbersome and not simple enough.

The man didn't remind him when he left, and he forgot about it himself.

But upon closer reflection, the man had never taken any other young men hunting before, so he certainly didn't know these things.

He was lost in his own thoughts when he secretly chuckled to himself.

Yin Cheng looked up at him blankly, his eyes revealing a hint of confusion.

What are you thinking about, Niannian? You're laughing so happily.

Yin Cheng prepared the pheasant, coated it with seasonings, skewered it on a tree branch, and roasted it along with the small fish.

This pheasant was quite plump, and soon the fat was dripping down its skin and flesh.

"The little fish should be ready." Yin Cheng took the little fish off and handed it to Lin Nian, "Be careful, it's hot."

Lin Nian glared at the man and said, "You've told me to be careful so many times today. I'm not a porcelain doll; I can't be that delicate."

"Why aren't you?" Yin Cheng said, "You are my precious porcelain doll, I can't stand even the slightest bump or scratch."

Lin Nian is now completely accustomed to men's sweet talk, and he feels like a mature, hard-hearted husband.

So he gave a soft "humph," turned his back, and puffed out his cheeks to cool the little fish.

Yin Cheng hugged him from behind, "Niannian, I want one too."

"ah--"

Lin Nian separated the crispy fish skin from the soft, white fish meat. After carefully checking that there were no bones, he fed it to the man behind him.

"How is it? Is it delicious?"

Yin Cheng gave a serious evaluation: "Hmm...not bad."

Lin Nian also took a bite herself. She didn't know if it was because she had caught the fish herself, but she felt that it tasted much better than the fish cooked by the chef in the mansion.

The two small fish didn't have much meat, and they were quickly eaten.

Lin Nian subconsciously licked her fingertip, but suddenly blushed.

Oh no, I'm so sorry, little father, I've completely forgotten all the proper manners you taught me.

The young master of the Lin family has completely degenerated into a lowly commoner!

Lin Nian blushed and went to wash her hands, waiting for the roast chicken to be fully cooked.

Yin Cheng added fuel to the fire and then took out a pot of water from his satchel. "Niannian, come and have some water."

Lin Nian jogged over and, while getting a drink, discovered many wildflowers that only bloom in autumn.

He picked a bunch of flowers, wove them into a wreath, and insisted on putting it on the man's head.

The man, wearing a colorful floral crown, looked just like a flower-adorned prince.

Unlike the sweet romance on this side, on the other side of the mountain, Wang Zhao stared speechlessly at Lin Sange, who was powerless to even kill a chicken.

"Third Brother, are you even capable?"

Lin Yunxu said, "Stop making noise."

Wang Zhao rolled his eyes rather inelegantly.

Although he came with his elder brother today, the royal hunting grounds were not considered dangerous. He had also learned some martial arts, so he rode out to hunt by himself.

Unexpectedly, the horse became temperamental halfway through the journey and threw him off.

This sudden movement landed him right in a thick pile of leaves. He wasn't injured, but he stepped into an animal trap when he stood up.

That's really bad luck.

Putting aside the fact that there would be animal traps in the royal hunting grounds, just considering the luck, in such a large haystack, he just happened to step on that one spot of the trap.

Wang Zhao injured his ankle and couldn't pry open the animal trap himself, so he had no choice but to sit there and wait for someone to pass by and rescue him.

After waiting for half an hour, it was Lin's third brother, who only knew how to study, who arrived instead.

Wang Zhao was speechless; Wang Zhao was disappointed.

If only a military general were here, he might just break the bear trap open in no time.

Unlike Lin Sange, who was powerless and struggled for a long time, the animal trap still held his ankle tightly.