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

"Huh?" Before Lin Nian could react, Wang Zhao had already walked back into the line on his own.

Lin Nian grabbed his small package and pulled him back, "You ran away from home?"

Wang Zhao pursed his lips, "I told my older brother."

Did he agree?

"..."

Seeing his guilty look, Lin Nian understood perfectly well.

He sighed. "Stop fooling around, go back now."

Wang Zhao said, "Don't you have any sense of loyalty? What's wrong with giving me a ride for a bit?"

"This isn't a matter of loyalty or disloyalty," Lin Nian said sternly. "Go back now."

"No," Wang Zhao said. "Even if I die today, I will die here."

"Gui 10".

A dark figure appeared.

Lin Nian said, "Send Xiao Zhao back to the Wang family."

Gui Shiyi looked like a formidable fighter, and Wang Zhao, both timid and furious, yelled, "Lin Nian, you—!"

He suddenly had a sudden idea. "Okay, I'll go back then."

He emphasized, "I'll go back myself; I don't need you to take me."

Lin Nian kept staring at his back until she saw him walk into the city gate.

After waiting quietly for a while without seeing him come out, Lin Nian returned to the carriage with peace of mind.

With a crisp whistle, a procession of over 30,000 people set off in a grand procession toward the northern border.

Lin Nian and Xiao Fu sat in the carriage, while Hua Yue followed outside on a chestnut pony.

Yin Cheng rode his four-pointed white horse at the front, flanked by a thousand elite soldiers on each side, and followed by a dozen or so carriages, all loaded with supplies prepared by the Lin family.

Originally, Jingyi had prepared a lot of things that she could use on a daily basis, and also stuffed more than a dozen carriages with odds and ends.

Yin Cheng absolutely refused, finding it too troublesome to bring.

Jingyi turned around and went to Wang Jun for advice, only to find that Wang Jun's father's family had prepared more than enough, so she was relieved.

Lin Nian lifted the curtain of the small window and stared at Yin Cheng's back.

He cupped his face in his hands. Back home, Yin Cheng was always shameless, but now, leading his troops, he exuded a chilling aura.

He looks even more handsome now.

At that moment, he was so infatuated with his girlfriend that he never expected that only two days had passed and the army had not yet left Mingzhou, yet he was already sitting so long that his back and buttocks ached.

Although thick cotton cushions were provided in the carriage, the daily carriage rides were too long, and even a steel frame couldn't withstand it.

On the evening of the third day, when the army was resting, he rubbed his buttocks and stiffly ran to find his husband.

"Want to go horseback riding with me tomorrow?" Yin Cheng asked. "Are you sure?"

"Mmm!" Lin Nian nodded quickly. If he stayed in this carriage for another two days, he would be exhausted before even reaching the northern border.

Yin Cheng noticed that his walking posture was a bit off, so he put his arm around him and said, "Okay, come here and I'll give you a massage."

Lin Nian nestled obediently in the man's arms, massaging her own legs.

The early spring night was still quite chilly, so Huayue ran to the woods to gather firewood and quickly lit a bonfire.

His dashing movements completely captivated Xiao Fu.

"Hanazuki, you're amazing."

Hua Yue chuckled, "I'm going to hunt some pheasants and rabbits to roast. Do you want to come?"

"Okay!" Xiao Fu said, "Then you have to protect me."

"Don't worry, we chivalrous men of the martial world are incredibly capable!"

The two young men didn't return until it was completely dark, their clothes filthy, as if they had rolled around in some bushes.

Yin Cheng shamelessly asked Hua Yue for a pheasant.

Lin Nian, wrapped in a blanket, was dozing off in front of the campfire when Yin Cheng woke her up to eat roasted chicken legs.

He ate a roasted chicken leg in a daze; his stomach was full, and he was more alert.

Xiao Fu boiled a pot of water, wrung out a towel, and wiped Lin Nian's face.

He used to shower every day when he was at home; he had never been this dirty before.

He wanted to take a bath, but the nearest town was two days away.

Moreover, since they are currently on a march, he would feel embarrassed to make 30,000 people wait for him.

Lin Nian wiped her face with a hot towel, then thought, maybe she should sleep alone tonight.

What if I smell bad and my husband stops being intimate with me?

Yin Cheng had no idea what was going on in the young man's mind. With a swift movement of his long arm, he accurately pulled his wife into his arms.

Lin Nian hesitated for a moment, then said, "Let's sleep separately tonight..."

Yin Cheng asked, puzzled, "Why?"

Lin Nian stammered, unable to utter a complete sentence for a long time.

"Oh well, you'll be sleeping alone tonight anyway!" He struggled to get out of the man's arms, wrapped himself in a blanket, and crawled into the carriage.

Yin Cheng: "..."

Lin Nian was asleep in the middle of the night, completely unaware that the carriage curtain had been lifted and a dark figure had slipped into his bed.

Yin Cheng held his wife contentedly, and then secretly slipped out again at dawn the next day.

Lin Nian was completely unaware that the man had taken advantage of him the night before. After washing up, he refused the exquisite breakfast that Xiao Fu brought him and ran out to have plain porridge and steamed buns with the man.

Xiao Fu had no choice but to deliver the breakfast to Third Master.

Lin San was mentally complaining about the Northern Army's food when Xiao Fu suddenly stuffed a handful of exquisite breakfast into his hands.

He asked in confusion, "Why was it sent to me?"

Xiao Fu was heartbroken, "The Prince has gone to eat coarse food with the Prince!"

Lin San felt a pang of heartache upon hearing this, "Our Nian-ge'er has never suffered such injustice!"

"That's right!" Xiao Fu said. "I'll come and clean up after you've finished eating, Third Master."

Lin San asked, "Where are you going?"

Xiao Fu replied, "Let's go eat big white steamed buns. Hua Yue said that the big white steamed buns filled with the special spicy sauce from the Northern Territory are especially delicious. I want to try them."

Lin San was somewhat speechless. "Then you should go quickly."

He shook his head as he watched Xiao Fu's retreating figure, thinking that just like master, like servant.

I've been completely bewitched by those big white steamed buns!

Lin Nian, who was being nagged by her third brother, was currently hissing from the spiciness of the chili sauce.

"They all said it's very spicy." Yin Cheng handed over the water pouch. "Sweetie, have some water."

Lin Nian took several sips in a row and said, "It's so spicy, but delicious!"

Yin Cheng took the spicy steamed bun from his hand and replaced it with a soft and sweet new steamed bun.

Lin Nian's lips were slightly red from the spiciness. "I still want to eat that chili sauce."

"You're not allowed to eat anymore." Yin Cheng handed him another bowl of plain porridge. "Have some porridge."

Lin Nian pouted, took the bowl of porridge, and took a sip.

Perhaps it was because she had been having a tough time these past few days, but Lin Nian actually found plain porridge quite delicious.

Before setting off, Lin Nian rode on the four-pointed white horse.

The four-pointed white horse was a warhorse, much larger than a domesticated foal, and its saddle was also larger than that of an ordinary horse.

Lin Nian saw that the man seemed to have it easy every day, and thought that riding a horse wouldn't be too painful. But after a day, her thighs were sore from being rubbed by the saddle.

No wonder the men didn't want him to go with the army before. He's already suffering so much before even reaching the North. I can't even imagine what it will be like when he gets there.

However, Lin Nian did not back down at all. It was only when the two of them were in the carriage at night, watching the man gently apply medicine to his broken skin, that he hugged the man and asked for comfort in a wronged manner.