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

Rolling yellow sand, neighing warhorses, and the clash of weapons.

A large-scale battle was taking place at that moment, with scorching waves of heat rolling in and the sounds of fighting and agonizing cries almost incessant.

One side was the Northern Border Army guarding the border of the Great Yin Dynasty, while the other side did not seem to be a regular army, but rather a group of vicious thugs.

A vast and mysterious force suddenly emerged in the North.

They call themselves a holy religion and do not inquire about the origins of their followers.

Regardless of who these people were in the past, whether they were vicious or ruthless, once they join the Holy Church, they break with their past and become messengers of the Holy Church.

The messengers of the Holy Church have the right to determine the fate of any non-believers, so this group of people, like locusts, carried out massacres, burning, killing, looting and committing all kinds of evil deeds.

In the northern lands, they have instigated countless conflicts and disputes.

"kill!"

"Kill Yin Cheng, and the Great Yin will be within our grasp!"

"Release the arrows!"

"But there are still our people on the battlefield..."

"To die for the dragon is their honor, fire the arrows!"

Amidst the swirling yellow sand, a figure in red robes fluttered gracefully.

Lan Shu was driven to the brink of despair, with arrows raining down on him from all directions. In that critical moment, someone pulled him out of his predicament.

A barbed arrow pierced Yin Cheng's shoulder, but he seemed oblivious, and with a single stroke, he beheaded the surrounding followers of the Holy Church...

The arrows reeked of a strong medicinal smell, clearly indicating that they had been coated with poison.

"Retreat!" Lan Shu quickly pressed several acupoints on Yin Cheng, sending a signal to retreat into the sky.

"Do I need your help? Fool, who's the real commander between us?" Lan Shu was both touched and angry.

The situation is terrible right now.

The head coach's injury has damaged morale, and coupled with the excessive fatigue from today's match, it is not advisable for him to continue fighting.

Just as Yin Cheng was about to speak, Lan Shu said, "Don't circulate your qi now, or the poison will spread throughout your body."

Yin Cheng, who was being forcibly dragged, said with difficulty, "...It doesn't seem to hurt."

Lan Shu: "It's over, the poison has reached the brain."

These so-called Holy Cult envoys were almost all highly skilled in martial arts. Even those who were initially unremarkable were capable of fighting the leader of the martial arts alliance after joining the Holy Cult.

The Northern Army's medics had studied the matter and found that these Holy See messengers did not rely on their own cultivation, but rather on external assistance.

They had all taken some kind of drug that could greatly increase their strength in a short period of time, so that even people who were completely powerless could quickly become top-notch masters.

This medicine is extremely potent and insidious; in short, taking too much of it will shorten your lifespan, leaving you with only a few years left to live.

Don't stay here for long!

Lan Shu glanced back at the battlefield, then quickly led Yin Cheng back to the camp.

When the military doctor arrived, he saw Yin Cheng with his eyes open, as if he were contemplating life.

The military doctor was horrified. "Has the marshal been poisoned into a stupor?"

Lan Shu was also very worried. "Could the poison have really gotten into his brain? Oh no, how am I going to explain this to Nian Ge'er?"

Yin Cheng: "...Actually, I feel like I can still be saved."

Lan Shu asked, "How are you feeling?"

"To be honest, I felt like the arrow had some kind of anesthetic on it, so it didn't hurt."

Lan Shu was shocked, then suddenly realized why she hadn't heard him cry out in pain for so long; he hadn't lied and really hadn't felt any pain.

The army doctor carefully sniffed the scent on the arrow and exclaimed in alarm, "Oh no, it's pepper poison!"

Yin Cheng: "I've only ever heard of Sichuan peppercorns."

The military doctor said, "This poison kills people invisibly. It starts by paralyzing a person's meridians, and eventually the person will be completely paralyzed."

Yin Cheng, still somewhat unwilling to give up, asked, "Will the paralysis be complete?"

The medic nodded. "He'll be completely paralyzed."

Yin Cheng stared blankly at the top of the tent, "I feel like there's no hope left in my life."

How can a paralyzed man hug his wife?

That's probably how life is.

The medic worked swiftly, "While the pepper poison is still present, I will treat your wounds first."

Yin Cheng was melancholy, Yin Cheng was depressed, Yin Cheng felt no will to live.

The medic acted swiftly and decisively, quickly removing the arrow, stopping the bleeding, and wrapping the wound several times with bandages.

Lan Shu asked, "How can the poison of this pepper flower be cured?"

The army doctor said, "The Lord of Baishui City can cure this."

Yin Cheng suddenly sat up.

Life isn't actually that pessimistic.

The world cannot lose Gofu!

So, after receiving his younger brother's plea for help, the older brother packed up his man and sent him to the North.

With half of my body completely anesthetized, I relied entirely on my wife's initiative to kiss and hug me.

Yin Cheng was both delighted and eagerly awaiting his brother-in-law's arrival.

Instead of Brother-in-law, Pearl arrived.

When Pearl saw her father, she burst into tears.

Yin Cheng was awakened by a familiar crying sound. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw his precious little pearl.

Pearl stood by her father's bedside, tears welling in her eyes, "Father..."

He was already so small, and when he cried, his shoulders trembled, making him look extremely pitiful.

"Hey, Pearl? When did you get here?" Yin Cheng had lost all feeling in one shoulder. According to the military doctor, the paralysis would begin to spread in another half month.

He struggled to raise his hand and pinched his son's soft cheek. "Sweetie, don't cry anymore, your eyes are all swollen."

Pearl sobbed, "You didn't tell me about something so important, boohoo, you bad daddy, I'm not going to be friends with you anymore."

Yin Cheng feigned injury, looking up at the bed curtains, "Ouch, that hurts."

Pearl immediately tensed up. "Is your wound hurting?" She turned to her husband and asked, "Xin Hui, is there any Gu worm that can help?"

Lin Nian said from the side, "The army doctor said it's the poison from the pepper flower."

Zhao Duo pondered for a moment, "Snow silkworms can consume all the world's rarest poisons; I wonder if they would be useful?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Nian quickly asked Xiao Fu to fetch a military doctor.

The military doctor suggested trying using snow silkworms.

Yin Cheng looked at the large, fat worm wriggling on the back of his hand. "Wife, can you cover my eyes? I'm a little scared."

Lin Nian was terrified himself, and upon hearing the man's words, he quickly went up and covered the man's eyes.

Yin Cheng curled the corners of his mouth.

It feels good for a man to be protected by his wife once in a while!

Lan Shu was initially quite guilty, but upon seeing this, she rolled her eyes in exasperation.

Lin Si gripped her husband's hand tightly, "Don't worry, Prince Cheng will definitely be alright."

Lan Shu was surprised that the man had noticed his inner turmoil. At that moment, he felt a familiar warmth from their clasped hands, which calmed him down considerably.

Lin Si was on vacation this time and brought his son to visit him. The family of three was planning to travel around when they encountered a battle with the Holy Church.

At this moment, Lin Beizhen had his own things to do.

He knew that his uncle had been injured while saving his father, and was now solemnly watching over the servant as he prepared the medicine, fearing that someone might tamper with it.

The snow silkworm crawled on Yin Cheng's hand for a while, as if it didn't know where to start eating.

The people in the room held their breath, intently watching the snow silkworm's movements.

The snow silkworm pupa thrashed twice and then stopped moving.

Pearl's eyes widened. "Is it dead?"