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

Lin Nian threw herself into the man's arms, almost bursting into tears.

Yin Cheng hugged the person and gently coaxed, "Were you scared? It's okay, don't worry."

Lin Nian raised her face, a hint of red at the corner of her eyes, which was heartbreaking to see.

"My lord, are you hurt...?"

"without."

"Liar!" Lin Nian muttered, "I saw that huge knife coming at you."

"You're really alright, not a scratch. Your husband is amazing." Yin Cheng was surprised. "He recognized me?"

Lin Nian's voice was soft and sticky as she said, "Mmm..."

"How did she recognize him?" Yin Cheng thought to himself. His disguise was passable, so how did Nian Nian manage to find out?

Lin Nian said, "Anyway, I just know."

"My daughter Niannian is incredibly clever," Yin Cheng exclaimed. "Out of so many assassins, she just happened to recognize her husband."

Lin Nian pouted her pink lips and looked at him with some dissatisfaction.

Yin Cheng had gotten into a habit of pinching his wife's cheeks. "What's wrong? Did I say something wrong?"

Lin Nian said, looking aggrieved, "Why didn't you tell me? I've been worrying about you the whole time."

"I already told you, think back carefully."

Lin Nian frowned, recalling the events intently.

Before the man took him to the autumn hunting feast, he seemed to say something...

"I told you I was going to rebel, and you told me not to cause trouble," Yin Cheng whispered a reminder.

Lin Nian: "..." I thought you were joking!

OK.

Yin Cheng yawned. "Niannian, I haven't slept all night."

Upon hearing this, Lin Nian forgot about scolding and quickly pulled the person to rest.

Within two days, visiting cards from all sides arrived at Prince Cheng's residence in succession.

Yin Cheng welcomed all comers and took Lin Nian out to eat, drink, and have fun every day.

A month later, Lin Nian discovered that her waist had gotten thicker!

The clothes that used to make me look ethereal now look a bit bulky.

After much painful reflection, Lin Nian decided that no matter what sweet words men uttered, he would never believe them again.

As a result, the man lured her to a pleasure boat that very day, where she ate a whole salted duck leg.

Lin Nianxin was exhausted after being pinched and squeezed on the soft flesh of her waist for a long time by a man with a perverse sense of humor that night.

Finally, on the winter solstice, Vice Minister Wu of the Ministry of Revenue could no longer sit still.

Logically speaking, Prince Cheng must have had the ambition to ascend the throne, otherwise he wouldn't have attempted to assassinate the emperor several times.

Despite these numerous banquets, Prince Cheng showed no intention of trying to win him over, which left Lord Wu quite puzzled.

According to intelligence sent back from the northern border by spies, Ninth Prince Yin Cheng is quite capable on the battlefield, but he is not knowledgeable about state affairs and politics. If he were to be put on the throne, it would be of great benefit to the officials in the capital.

Prince Cheng has not made any move. Could it be that he looks down on him, a mere Vice Minister of the Ministry of Revenue?

Lord Wu's mind raced with thoughts, and in the end, he decided to take a risky gamble.

If the mountain won't come to him, he'll go find another mountain!

He hadn't forgotten that when the late emperor was still alive, he had chosen the wrong side...

Although Yin Mo acted magnanimously, saying he would forgive and forget, it was clear to everyone that he was waiting to gain a foothold and settle scores later.

Now that Yin Mo's people have gradually taken over the Six Ministries, it's questionable whether he can continue in his position as Vice Minister...

We absolutely cannot sit idly by and wait to die!

Lord Wu immediately wrote a letter and sent it to the Prince's residence.

In the Prince's Mansion.

Jingyi read the contents of the invitation once.

Yin Cheng's lips twitched. "What did Wu Qingwen say? That he invited me to his nephew's one-month celebration?"

Lin Nian found it a bit strange. "If I remember correctly, this is the third time Lord Wu has sent an invitation this month, isn't it?"

"Your memory is really good," Yin Cheng praised, noting that she was becoming more and more skilled.

Lin Nian has become more thick-skinned now and doesn't blush as easily as before.

He ignored the man's nonsense and asked, "What exactly does he want?"

Yin Cheng said, "Why don't we go and see for ourselves?"

"It feels like a trap," Lin Nian said. "And I always felt that Lord Wu didn't seem like a good person!"

Jingyi asked, "Your Highness, should we refuse?"

Yin Cheng said, "No need."

Lin Nian originally wanted to go with him, but Yin Cheng was afraid of encountering any danger, so he planned to go to the banquet alone.

Lin Nian didn't want to be a burden to the man, but she reminded him to be careful.

When Yin Cheng left, he didn't see the fleeting look of loneliness in the little beauty's eyes.

Wu Qingwen was waiting at the gate of the mansion early.

Upon seeing Yin Cheng, he hurriedly came forward to greet him, "Your Highness Prince Cheng, it is an honor to have you here. I am so sorry for not welcoming you sooner."

As Xin entered the courtyard, Yin Cheng scoffed, "Lord Wu, quite a few people have come to your nephew's full moon celebration."

The courtyard was empty except for a square table.

The feast was exquisite, but it didn't resemble a full moon celebration at all.

Yin Cheng sat in the main seat, looking down on everyone with disdain, and equally despising all living beings.

"Your Highness is too kind," Wu Qingwen said, waving away the servants and pouring wine for Yin Cheng.

"Lord Wu, what exactly do you want to do?" Yin Cheng wanted to beat around the bush, but then realized that given his level of education, he decided against it.

"What this humble official intends to do, surely Your Highness can guess?"

Yin Cheng replied crisply, "I didn't expect that."

Wu Qingwen choked for a moment, then calmly replied, "This humble official naturally wishes to strengthen our relationship with Your Highness."

"Oh, then let's link them up."

After a few drinks, Wu Qingwen glanced at Yin Cheng's expression.

He carefully considered his words before speaking, "I wonder what Your Highness's views are on the current state of affairs in the world."

Yin Cheng squinted, seemingly drunk, "What's wrong with what isn't mine? How can you judge it?"

Wu Qingwen immediately felt that he had made the right bet, and joy was evident on his face.

"What if...this humble official is willing to follow Your Highness?"

Yin Cheng finally spared him a glance, "If you have the ability, what's wrong with giving you the title of Prime Minister Dangdang!"

Wu Qingwen immediately expressed his loyalty, "Your Highness, rest assured, this humble official will do his utmost to help Your Highness achieve this great undertaking!"

After finishing his drink, Yin Cheng left the Wu residence, circled around twice to make sure there were no tails following him, and then went to the palace.

He told his brother everything Wu Qingwen had done, and asked, "Is my work finished by now? Can I rest now?"

After listening, Yin Mo said, "I'm afraid that's not possible yet."

"This Wu Qingwen is nothing but a useless pawn. The real people who covet the Great Yin Dynasty are still behind the scenes."

"Why do we have to work overtime..." Yin Cheng sighed. "Couldn't we just kill them all? Why make it so complicated?"

The emperor tapped him on the head, "You think this is like chopping cabbages, something you can just do whenever you want?"

Yin Cheng pursed his lips. "What if the person behind this just keeps holding back?"

You can't work overtime your whole life, and it's also tiring to eat, drink, and have fun every day.

Being overweight should be considered a work-related injury!

"Don't worry, that person will be coming to find you soon."

Yin Cheng tilted his head. "He came to me, and then what? What am I supposed to do?"

The emperor chuckled, "Just do what you're good at."

"I'm only good at mahjong and cricket fighting."

"...I mean, a coup!" The emperor silently swallowed a calming pill. "Then we'll work together from within and without to wipe out all the parasites of the Great Yin Dynasty in one fell swoop!"