"First, pay respects to heaven and earth, second, pay respects..."
Yuan Lin got up from the bed with a slight headache. His memory was somewhat fragmentary. Yesterday, he had gotten married and had drunk quite a lot of wine during the ceremony. By the time he woke up, it was already late morning.
He rose somewhat shakily, downed several cups of water in succession, and then finally felt more awake.
This really is... He couldn't help but give a bitter smile. He had suddenly transformed from an unknown nobody into the son-in-law of the King of Northern Jiang—a meteoric rise.
He wasn't one of those low-status live-in Son-in-laws; he had married a wife, meaning his future descendants would carry his surname, Yuan, not Zhang.
He had honestly been worried at first that Zhang Xuan might force him to become a live-in Son-in-law. After all, compared to marrying off a daughter, taking in a Son-in-law offered more control and posed less of a threat.
