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

Lin Yunxu found a suitable piece of wood and slowly removed Wang Zhao's ankle from the animal trap. Although the movement was slow, it did not cause any further injury.

He tried to tear his clothes to bandage the young man in front of him, but the fabric was of surprisingly good quality, and he couldn't tear it off no matter how hard he tried.

Seeing this, Wang Zhao silently handed over his handkerchief.

Lin Yunxu immediately abandoned the idea of ​​tearing his clothes, and used the young man's handkerchief to wrap the wound, barely stopping the bleeding.

Wang Zhao's face turned pale with pain. He trembled and bit his lip, but he didn't utter a sound.

Lin Yunxu couldn't help but think of him and his own youngest brother. They were both young men; if it were Nian Ge'er, he would have cried eight hundred times over.

"Does it hurt?"

Wang Zhao still had the strength to speak, "I'm alright, I won't die."

"You need to go back and see the imperial physician for treatment." Lin Yunxu said with his back to him, "Come on up, I'll take you back."

Wang Zhao tried to be tactful, saying, "Third Brother, I'm quite heavy."

"I'm not so badly overwhelmed that even a little boy can't carry me." Lin Yunxu paused. "Or you can wait here for me, and I'll go find your brother."

Upon hearing this, Wang Zhao immediately nodded, "Alright, alright, I'll wait for you here. Third Brother, go and come back quickly."

Lin Yunxu had a vague feeling of being disliked as he looked at his own pair of handsome, well-defined hands.

Even if they weren't as strong as those martial artists, they shouldn't be so weak that they couldn't even carry a young boy, right?

"Third Brother?"

Lin Yunxu snapped out of his daze, coughed twice, and said, "Then be careful."

Wang Zhao waved his hand, "Don't worry."

He looked behind Lin Yunxu for a long time, then asked in confusion, "Third Brother, where's your horse?"

Lin Yunxu's ears turned slightly red. "Um... I lost it."

Otherwise, I wouldn't have met you in this desolate wilderness.

Lin Yunxu thought to himself.

Wang Zhao gave a thumbs up, "You came hunting and actually lost your horse. You're something else, Third Brother."

"..." Lin Yunxu was speechless.

Seeing his embarrassment, Wang Zhao felt too embarrassed to continue teasing him. "Third Brother, do you know the way? You can get down the mountain in half an hour by following this mountain path."

Lin Yunxu spoke quietly, "I will still follow the path."

"Oh...then I'll wait for you to come back and report, Third Brother."

After Lin Yunxu left, Wang Zhao adjusted to a comfortable sitting position, picked up the bow and arrow, and casually drew the bow, treating it as just for fun.

The other boy, who was also playing with a small bow and arrow, wasn't so relaxed.

Lin Nian held up her bow and arrow, aiming for a long time. Her best result was piercing a fruit on a distant tree with one arrow.

Yin Cheng picked up the fruit that had been pierced by the arrow; it was a wild apple, very small, and still greenish.

Lin Nian threw the bow and arrows to the ground dejectedly and said in a huff, "Stop playing."

"Tired?" Yin Cheng fawned over the pretty girl, massaging her shoulders.

"I'm so stupid," Lin Nian pouted slightly, looking aggrieved. "I couldn't hit a single one."

"Who said that? My Niannian is the smartest."

Lin Nian snorted, realizing it was a man trying to coax him, but he felt much better inside.

Yin Cheng picked up the bow and arrow from the ground. This bow and arrow was specially made for his husband, and it was light and exquisite, capable of hunting small animals such as pheasants and rabbits.

"The first time I went hunting with the veteran, I fell into a fox den." Yin Cheng raised his bow and arrow, drew the bow, and aimed at the birds circling in the forest.

The whistling of the arrow pierced the air, and the birds in the sky fell in response.

Yin Cheng continued, "That fox den is very large and complicated inside. I walked for two days and still couldn't get out."

Lin Nian pulled the man to retrieve the fallen prey. "And then what happened?"

"Later, a very beautiful fairy asked me, 'Brave human, did you drop this golden arrow or this silver arrow?'"

Lin Nian understood the implication, her embroidered eyebrows furrowing slightly. "Don't tell bedtime stories during the day."

Yin Cheng chuckled, "Later, when my master found me, he said I had become so thin that I looked unrecognizable, and he insisted on making me a nourishing soup."

"I drank ginseng chicken soup for half a month straight, and I almost threw up."

Lin Nian asked, "Master?"

He had never heard a man mention this person before, so he was inevitably a little curious.

"Yes." When Yin Cheng spoke of his master, a rare look of melancholy appeared on his face. "He was a very good person, very kind, with excellent cooking skills, and he could make many things."

Lin Nian said, "I really want to see him."

Yin Cheng paused for a moment before saying, "He's dead."

Just as Lin Nian was about to comfort him, she noticed that the man didn't seem very sad, and he slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, in a light and bright tone, she asked, "Hey, what did you hit?"

Yin Cheng said, "It looks like a turtledove."

"Can I eat it?" Lin Nian asked, tilting her head.

"Yes, it's possible," Yin Cheng said, "but it won't taste good."

Lin Nian said, "I'll take it back, cook it, and feed it to the meatballs."

The kitten has been weaned and can eat some minced meat.

Yin Cheng tossed the dove to the guard, "Take it back."

A dark shadow flashed past in the woods.

The guards were hidden in the shadows, making them difficult to spot. Every time Lin Nian forgot about it, the man would remind him that they weren't alone!

He wanted to cover his face again. That jerk! He didn't even remind him that their kiss had been seen!

Lin Nian had her head down and wasn't paying attention to the path beneath her feet, almost tripping over it.

The man was quick-witted and nimbly caught the beauty by the waist.

Lin Nian exclaimed in surprise, patting her chest with lingering fear.

"Are you alright?"

Lin Nian shook her head and smiled, "With you here, what could possibly happen?"

Yin Cheng laughed and said, "I like hearing that."

"Oh dear!" Lin Nian turned to look at the roast chicken by the stream. "Is our roast chicken ready? I can smell it!"

He pulled the man along, saying, "Hurry, hurry!"

……

As the sun sets, the woods are bathed in a golden glow.

The camp area was heavily guarded, and there were also people keeping records at the entrances and exits to prevent anyone from going missing or sneaking in.

On the wide, flat central area, everyone returned laden with their spoils.

Even the sixty-year-old Grand Secretary managed to hunt two rabbits.

As Si Dian Bai let out a scream, everyone tacitly shifted their gaze to the Ninth Prince amidst their laughter and conversation.

This sight, however small, stunned everyone.

The renowned War God of the North returned empty-handed!

Suspicion appeared in their eyes, and some even began to speculate whether the prey from the royal hunting grounds was not good enough for His Highness Prince Cheng.

The person least likely to return empty-handed actually caught no prey at all.

Upon seeing this, the Grand Secretary became much more confident in his gesture of stroking his beard.

Although it was only two rabbits, it was still a worthwhile harvest!

Lin Nian asked in a low voice, "Husband, why are they all looking at us? Is there still dirt on my face?"

As he spoke, he picked up a handkerchief and wiped his face.

"No," Yin Cheng said confidently. "They're just jealous because you're good-looking."

"Nonsense." Lin Nian's ears turned slightly red; she wasn't used to being stared at by so many people.

He gently tugged at the man's sleeve. "Let's go back to the camp."

Yin Cheng handed Si Dianbai to his men, "Let's go."

Just then, the chestnut pony struggled to run in.

Hua Yue beamed with joy, "Your Highness!"

Upon hearing the familiar voice, Yin Cheng knew something was wrong and grabbed his wife's hand, ready to make a run for it.

Who knew that Hua Yue would rush in front of the two of them first.