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

Yin Cheng snuggled into the pink quilt, embracing his sweet and soft wife, "Niannian."

"..." Lin Nian turned over, ignoring this big bad guy.

After marrying the young beauty, Yin Cheng completely lost control of the room.

The young lady disliked his original bed for being too plain, so she replaced the gauze curtains and bedding with a lovely pink peach color, which looked absolutely gorgeous.

A real man should use the pink blanket his wife chose!

"Don't be angry." Yin Cheng kissed the little beauty's earlobe. "This is really the only thing I've been keeping from you. Nothing else."

Lin Nian hummed and hawed for a while before asking, "What happened with that poison you were given?"

Yin Cheng immediately realized, "Hua Yue already told you?"

"Hmm..." Lin Nian placed her hands on her waist, "You are not allowed to punish Hua Yue."

"Sweetie, you've only been a dad for a few days, and you're already so protective?"

Lin Nian squeezed the back of his hand. "Quickly tell me about the poison."

"It was during a war in the North, when we were chasing someone and accidentally wandered into the Devil City," Yin Cheng said casually. "The Devil City is the ruins of an ancient kingdom in the desert, and it's really eerie."

He lowered his voice, as if telling his wife a ghost story, "It's like a living thing, appearing and disappearing without a fixed location. When the sandstorms blot out the sky, the ruins of this ancient kingdom will randomly appear in the desert."

Lin Nian exclaimed in surprise, then lowered her voice, "Why is this happening?"

"According to some nomadic legends in the North, there is a demon king in the ruins of this ancient kingdom. He keeps many little demons. When the sandstorms cover the sky, these little demons emerge from the sand and carry the ruins of the ancient kingdom around."

Lin Nian silently pulled her foot back, pressing herself even closer to the man.

He asked in a low voice, "Did you see any little devils when you entered the Devil City?"

"I didn't see any," Yin Cheng said, "but I saw a lot of skulls."

It's normal for some dead people to be at a historical site.

Lin Nian was terrified. He gripped the man's hand even tighter. "Did you see the Ghost King inside?"

"Probably not?" Yin Cheng said. "I don't know if it's because of the poisoning, but my memories of the Devil City are quite vague. I just remember that someone seemed to live there?"

"A person? Who is it? Did he poison you?"

"Probably not, I think he seems like a good person? I'm not sure."

Lin Nian asked, "You're not even sure, yet you can conclude he's a good person?"

"It felt like," Yin Cheng recalled carefully. "Back then, it was a squad of a hundred people. Everyone else was dead, and I was the only one left. Just as I was waiting to die, this person appeared."

"Could it be your master's father?" Lin Nian asked. "Do you remember when he came to save you?"

Yin Cheng shook his head.

That memory is quite fragmented; many things are blurry.

"That must be Master's father!" Lin Nian said confidently. "Do you remember what Master's father looks like?"

"..." Yin Cheng rarely had a moment when he couldn't speak. He said with difficulty, "I just can't remember the memory of the Devil City, it's not that I have amnesia."

Lin Nian playfully stuck out her tongue.

"Master's husband must be very handsome."

"Okay." Yin Cheng said, "After we go to the Northern Border, I'll take you to Tianji Manor. There's a portrait of my master there."

Yin Cheng's master was never He Mu.

"Mmm!" Lin Nian suddenly remembered He Wan, whom she had brought back.

"Husband, do you remember Hemu saying that your master never let him touch her until his death?"

Yin Cheng didn't react immediately, "What's wrong?"

"If Master didn't allow him to touch her, then where did He Wan come from?"

Yin Cheng realized what was going on, "Yes, where did He Wan come from?"

The couple looked at each other in bewilderment.

After a long pause, Yin Cheng tentatively asked, "Could it have been found?"

"You didn't know?" Lin Nian's eyes widened. "Didn't your master tell you?"

Yin Cheng said, "No."

He paused, then added, "And when I became an apprentice, I already had He Wan."

Lin Nian asked, "Then what should we do with him? Should we send someone to escort him back to the northern border?"

Yin Cheng thought for a moment, "Since he's already been drugged into a daze, let's keep him in the manor for a while. We can take him with us when we go to the Northern Border."

Lin Nian nodded, then suddenly remembered, "Ah Cheng, why don't we find a doctor to check on the poison in your body? Maybe it can be cured?"

"Okay," Yin Cheng said. "But Niannian, don't have too high hopes. I've consulted many famous doctors about this poison years ago, but no one could cure it."

"We have to give it a try." Lin Nian opened her mouth and bit the man's chin. "I want to spend Mid-Autumn Festival with you."

"I can make mooncakes in many different flavors."

I still want you to watch the moon with me.

"I've heard that you can see the Magpie Bridge under the grapevines, but I've never seen it."

As Lin Nian spoke, her eyes welled up with tears.

Hearing that the little beauty's voice had changed somewhat, Yin Cheng propped himself up, pressed her down, and kissed her. "Okay."

"You have to live a long life..." Lin Nian said, "otherwise I'll remarry with Hua Yue."

"Give up, it's impossible. You can only be mine for the rest of your life."

Yin Cheng kissed his wife's forehead.

"be mine."

A kiss landed on his nose.

"It's mine too."

Finally, it landed on the lips.

"You are mine."

Lin Nian gave a soft snort, reaching out to wrap her arms around the man's neck. After a long while, she managed to break free from his grasp. "You're still injured...you can't...you can't!"

Yin Cheng sighed and took a while to get off the little beauty.

"Niannian..." Yin Cheng liked to use a lazy tone, dragging out the last syllable, as sweet as if she were calling for a small piece of sugar cake.

"Be good." Lin Nian patted Yin Cheng's head, thinking: It's like petting a big dog!

Yin Cheng said, "Now it's my turn to be angry, so I have to coax you."

Lin Nian suppressed a laugh.

Yin Cheng: "Thank you for your trouble. You can't possibly make me angry."

Lin Nian burst out laughing, feeling that it was really too indecent, and shrank under the covers, laughing so hard that her body shook.

Yin Cheng pulled the person out, saying, "Don't let them suffocate."

Lin Nian poked the man's arm, "Where did you learn these words? They're quite interesting."

"Online."

"Huh?" Lin Nian didn't understand, so she simply skipped the topic.

"Ah Cheng, are you hungry?" Lin Nian touched her stomach. "I'm a little hungry."

He huddled under the covers, only his head sticking out. "It's too late now, the cooks are all asleep, it's not good to wake them up in the middle of the night."

Yin Cheng rolled over and got up. "What do you want to eat? I'll go to the kitchen and make it."

"I want to eat noodles, do you know how to cook?"

"Who do you think you are? Just you wait."

I don't know if it's because he practices martial arts, but the man wasn't wearing a cotton-padded coat. He just wore his unchanging black clothes all the time, and he didn't seem to feel cold.

When Lin Nian and Xiao Fu were tidying up the man's wardrobe, they discovered that it was full of black clothes, with only the patterns being different, and the styles were almost identical.

He was really worried about his husband's taste, so he hired a tailor to come to their home to make clothes, planning to dress him up nicely after the New Year.