The cannon fodder heiress trembled with fear after being recognized as a member of her family.

"Seeking peace and quiet? Why? The other courtyard is very quiet." Granny Gao continued working with her hands, looking somewhat worried.

Their daughter, Yunying, was unmarried, and before evening they could only build one house, which seemed somewhat inappropriate to share a room with a man from another family.

These wealthy and powerful families don't value these things the most.

"Why did you come up at night? It's cold and damp at night, and the young master's body... can't take it, can it?" Granny Gao continued scraping off the bark from the tree while gently asking them if they were going back.

"The young master is in good health; this bit of dampness and cold is nothing to worry about."

Qingshan's answer did not satisfy Granny Gao.

"Auntie, I have a question for you. Brother Qingshan, are you going down tonight? If not, then build your own wooden house and don't try to take advantage of us."

Gao Xiaolan's words were so direct that Qingshan blushed when he realized what she meant.

Qingshan was unaware of Luo Jingqian's plans. The two of them simply spent a few nights together outside, and nothing much happened.

"I don't know if we'll go down the mountain or not, but I'll help you. I'll make sure you can find a place to stay tonight."

He was about to ask, but then he remembered his master's instructions and decided not to disturb the two of them.

"Brother Qingshan, why is Prince Luo hiding from us? Those young ladies didn't bother him yesterday. If he comes here, won't they cause trouble for our young lady in the future?"

Gao Xiaolan learned from Granny Chu that the two guards beside Luo Jingqian were highly skilled.

With his arrival, she and her aunt felt much more at ease.

"Oh, don't even mention it! I don't know what those girls were dreaming about last night, they were calling for the young master first thing this morning."

"Finally, the eldest princess was about to go to the center of the cold pool, and the crown prince accompanied her, thus avoiding the danger."

"I had just gotten ashore when I was thrown into the icy pool..."

As Qingshan was speaking, Granny Gao, who was trying to suppress her laughter, couldn't help but interject:

"This noble lady is quite fierce; the young master is very lucky with women."

"The young master would rather avoid it than do that!" Qingshan quickly explained, "The young master has always been virtuous and has no female confidantes."

Luo Jingqian's mask fell off, revealing his face was festering, and only then did Li Meiyun give up.

Granny Gao just smiled and didn't answer.

Having been in the capital for almost a month, I've learned a thing or two about the affairs of wealthy and powerful families.

With their abilities, whether or not they get married doesn't seem to matter that much.

It's truly astonishing how much those noblewomen were willing to sacrifice for power.

"Xiao Lan, when you accompany the young lady out in the future, you must be careful of those young ladies."

The three of them did not lower their voices during their conversation.

Luo Jingqian arrived under the ginkgo tree and listened to every word they said.

These two servants were loyal to their master, so he felt at ease and didn't hold it against them.

"Drinking again?"

The sun is about to set, right over another peak.

Luo Jingqian held up a green bamboo umbrella and looked up at the ginkgo tree.

Han Cuiyin lay diagonally on it, bathed in the golden glow of the afterglow.

"Why did you come up here?"

His words revealed no emotion.

Luo Jingqian kicked off with his right foot and sat directly on the branch next to her.

"How much did you drink? Don't go crazy later!"

That night at Tingfeng Xiaozhu was an unforgettable experience for him.

"..."

Han Cuiyin stopped, gave an awkward smile, and said, "That was an accident."

"You...couldn't take it anymore and ran away?"

"Thanks to you, they did lose their composure a bit, but they were scared away by my face."

Luo Jingqian put away the green bamboo umbrella.

The sun has completely set.

"Haha~ Next time you try to trap me, it won't be so easy. Here, have a pot. It's a pity there are no snacks to go with it, otherwise, it would be wonderful."

Han Cuiyin tilted her head back and took another sip, then tossed him a small pot of water.

The jade pot given to him this time was different from the one given to him the night before.

The Qiankun Jade Pot I was given the night before last contained undiluted spiritual spring water.

"Wine without food is no fun. Here, have some small silver fish from the cold pond."

This dish was the most popular last night.

Luo Jingqian naturally noticed that this dish was also Han Cuiyin's favorite.

According to the message sent back by Granny Chu, this girl is extremely fond of food and drink and loves to indulge in pleasure.

Fu Guangshan was helpless to treat her maternal grandfather's injuries, but her spiritual liquids were of great help.

"This fish tastes good; I'll catch some to keep as pets next time."

This time it's deep-fried anchovies; last night they were braised.

The yellow and crispy pastries were so delicious that Han Cuiyin ate several in a row.

"Come up here to raise them? Don't you live downstairs?" Luo Jingqian was taken aback, then lowered his eyes and said, "The house here hasn't been built yet, so it's not comfortable."

"I can't feel at ease there. I need to seize the time to cultivate. Otherwise, I'll always be being chased and beaten, and I'm not used to it."

It's true that Han Cuiyin enjoys life, but she also pursues the pinnacle of power.

At least, she has the ability to protect herself when the Han family causes trouble.

"There's actually a good place near the Cold Pool. If you want to cultivate in peace, you can go there. This place still needs to be tidied up."

Luo Jingqian took a sip of his drink and then silently took out a bag of fried small silver fish.

"Also, it's more convenient over there, with all kinds of food available. This place is rather basic. Are you sure you want to stay here permanently?"

"Your cook at the Han family's house can be sent over in a few days to make your favorite dishes."

Han Cuiyin took a big gulp and said, "Stop talking. I'm going down. That place by the cold pool is mine, and no one is allowed to disturb it."

"Of course! There's a formation there, so no one else can see you."

"I'm not trying to distance myself, so why—"

"It's getting dark soon, I'll go help them build the house."

When these things were mentioned, Luo Jingqian ran away halfway through.

Han Cuiyin shook her head, not paying any attention.

An hour later, a row of floating light screens appeared in front of her.

First, the Han family.

She randomly clicked on one of the chatter items, which turned out to be the after-dinner gossip of the women in the Han family.

"I had a dream last night that I was being tortured in hell, and I'm feeling really unwell. You should all leave now and get some rest."

Old Madam Han pressed her head, already listless.

"Grandmother, you had a nightmare too? Me too!" Han Yueshi was in a daze all day and didn't mention it to anyone.

"You too?" Old Madam Han exclaimed in surprise. "How could you have the same dream?"

"We feel the same way!" the other women in the Han household also said truthfully.

I dare not tell anyone during the day, for fear that people will misunderstand me as a bad person who has nightmares.

Han Yueshi was, after all, a person from later generations, and could not be said to be knowledgeable or well-informed. There must be something fishy about this situation.

"Could it be that girl who's behind this?"

Without mentioning names, everyone immediately understood.

"It might just be her! What a disaster, how could someone like this have come along~"

Old Madam Han couldn't continue speaking, so she said to Han Yueshi, "Your mother is well-informed, find a sorcerer to cleanse our house."

Han Cuiyin pursed her lips upon seeing this, not expecting them to react so quickly.

Then, I checked another one.

This time it's the residence of the Marquis of Kaiming.

The timing is perfect; it's time for Lu Cheng to enjoy himself.

When people are well-fed and clothed, they begin to crave more – this is truly no exaggeration!

Han Cuiyin looked away, only to hear the sound.

"How could this be? Master, you...you...you're not good enough? Have you been locked up for too long and your body is depleted?" The ninth concubine's eyes were filled with astonishment, but also with a hint of surprise.

Lu Cheng finished dressing, his face full of malice, "Blackie, you're ruthless!"