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

Yin Cheng was stunned for a long time.

When his master died, he was still lying unconscious on his bed, so much so that he missed seeing his master one last time.

When he woke up, he only saw his master's grave, which stood alone on the back mountain of Tianji Manor.

It would be better if his master didn't come to save him.

But things in this world cannot be turned back.

For a long time, he lived with guilt towards his master.

Therefore, he could endure no matter how the He family father and son treated him.

From He Mu's ravings, Yin Cheng gradually realized that there might be more to the story than met the eye regarding his master's death.

He just stared coldly at the madman rambling incoherently on the bed, and no one could guess what he was thinking.

Lin Nian was a little worried and unconsciously tightened her grip on the man's arm.

Yin Chengchong smiled at him and gently tapped the back of his hand. "I'm fine, don't worry."

The color screen moved behind the two of them.

Lin Nian loosened her grip somewhat uneasy.

Yin Cheng walked to the bedside of He Mu. The man's former refinement had completely disappeared, replaced by a madness that penetrated to the very soul.

He shouted at the top of his lungs, the veins on his neck bulging.

"It wasn't me, it wasn't me..."

"Chu Ningyun! Why wasn't it me?!"

Who's in your heart? Who exactly is that person in your heart?

"It's him, isn't it? It must be him! There's no one else but him. Hahaha, Chu Ningyun, you've been fixated on a dead man your whole life!"

Suddenly he fell silent again, murmuring softly.

"Ningyun, you know that I love you."

"I am also very sad about your death, Ningyun... I never won your heart until my death. You are the cruelest one."

Suddenly, Yin Cheng attacked, grabbing He Mu by the neck.

The veins beneath his palm throbbed weakly; at this moment, he could easily kill this person.

Yin Cheng asked, "How did he die?"

He Mu seemed completely unconcerned about his life or death. His face flushed red as he laughed loudly, and tears suddenly welled up in his eyes.

"Hahaha, I killed Chu Ningyun! I killed Chu Ningyun!"

My master died of poisoning. All the doctors who treated him said that he was poisoned by a rare desert poison.

His master brought him back from the Devil City deep in the desert, and Yin Cheng naturally assumed that he was the murderer who killed his master, and he never doubted it all these years.

At the opportune moment, Cai Ping spoke up, "Your Highness, Lord Bai said that you might be able to use this medicine."

He took a porcelain bottle out of his pocket.

Yin Cheng released He Mu, making room for him, and tilted his head to indicate that Cai Ping should feed him the medicine.

The color screen deftly shook out a pill and stuffed it into Hemu's mouth.

He Mu had already lost his mind and swallowed the medicine in a daze.

When the color screen was removed, the door was closed.

"Ningyun...don't go, Ningyun." He Mu reached out to grab the departing figure, but grasped nothing.

Yin Cheng looked down at him and said, "How exactly did your master die? Answer me."

He Mu gave a strange smile, but did not answer.

Yin Cheng was suspicious. Could it be that Brother-in-law's medicine was not the Truth-Telling Medicine?

Lin Nian tugged at the man's clothes. He coughed and, hiding behind him, shouted, "I am Chu Ningyun! Why did you try to kill me?"

He Mu immediately reacted, "Ning Yun, Ning Yun, where are you? Come to my side quickly, I am your husband."

Yin Cheng thought to herself, "It's good that I have my husband by my side; his little brain is really sharp."

Lin Nian continued, "Tell me how I died!"

"..." He Mu gritted his teeth, seemingly suffering greatly inside.

Lin Nian said, "Tell me, how did I die? You killed me, didn't you?"

Not knowing what kind of medicine Bai Yuchen had given, He Mu's eyes were already quite cloudy.

"Ningyun, look at you, you'd rather die than have sex with me." Hemu tugged at the corners of his mouth, trying his best to maintain a smile.

"Do you know how much effort I put into getting the Hundred Days Fragrance?" He Mu seemed lost in memories. "You knew perfectly well that as long as you had intercourse with me for a hundred days, the poison would be cured..."

Hundred-day fragrance, an aphrodisiac made by a secret tribe deep in the northern desert.

So Master was never poisoned in the Devil City.

She died from poison administered by her own husband.

It turned out to be the case.

So that's how it is!

Yin Cheng clenched his fists, his whole body trembling.

Lin Nian was behind him, so she didn't see that the man's left eye, which had long been invisible, was now covered by blood mist, and a strange red eye looked like a demon crawling out of hell.

Hearing He Mu's words, Lin Nian wondered: Judging from what He Mu said, it seemed that He Mu had never received a master's father.

Where did the straw outside come from?

...Found it?

Lin Nian peeked out from behind the man, "Ah Cheng, you mean He Wan..."

He sensed something was wrong.

It's a very uncomfortable feeling, it gives you goosebumps all over your body.

Lin Nian subconsciously sensed danger and moved closer to the man, unaware that the man was the source of the danger.

"He Mu, you deserve to die," Yin Cheng said softly.

Lin Nian nodded in agreement, "That's terrible!"

"You must die. Go to the underworld and apologize to your master." Yin Cheng removed the knife from his wrist, and in an instant, a handleless blade was raised high.

"Ah Cheng, I think we should ask He Wan about her background." Lin Nian looked up at the man and noticed the abnormality in his left eye.

"Ah Cheng?"

"Ah Cheng!"

Lin Nian touched the man's face, her voice involuntarily trembling with tears, "What happened to your eyes?"

Gui Shi had been keeping a close eye on the room. As soon as he heard Wang Jun mention the master's eyes, he knew something was terribly wrong.

He sent a signal into the sky and quickly flashed to Yin Cheng's side. "Your Majesty, there's no time to explain. Let's go!"

"I don't..." Before he could finish speaking, Gui Shi forcibly took him away.

Gui Shi told Cai Ping to leave quickly, and then glanced at He Wan again.

Lin Nian sighed, "Take him with you too."

He Wan stared blankly, showing no trace of the arrogance and domineering attitude she once had.

Just as the group left the house, they heard a scream.

It is Hemu.

Yin Cheng cut off his head.

When He Mu died, he still had that eerie smile on his face.

A glimmer of light seemed to appear in his cloudy eyes; perhaps it was Chu Ningyun from his memory.

Nobody cares.

Bing San and Ding Si were closest to each other, and when they met up with Gui Shi, they only exchanged a quick signal.

Back at the palace, Lin Nian remained worried about the man, wondering, "What happened to his eyes?"

Gui Shi pursed his lips and knelt down with a thud.

"Please forgive me, Your Majesty."

Lin Nian asked, "Can't even I tell you?"

Gui Shi kowtowed deeply.

Lin Nian took a deep breath and guessed that this was probably the man's intention, so she didn't make things difficult for him.

"Go help the prince," Lin Nian said. "Hua Yue is at home, so you don't need to worry about my safety."

Gui Shi said, "Yes, Your Majesty."

Lin Nian was restless. After thinking it over, she decided to call Hua Yue over and subtly inquire about the situation.