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

Upon hearing this, Luo Jingqian made up his mind.

"Actually, land at the foot of Qingshuang Mountain sells very well. There are hot springs underground there, and people with some power in the capital buy land there. The estates closest to Qingshuang Mountain are mostly bought by imperial relatives, nobles, and ministers."

Hearing this, Han Cuiyin pursed her lips, "So, it's more reliable to build a house halfway up the mountain. Now, the only place left to build a house is against the mountain, but it won't get any sun, and I'm afraid the Yan family won't be comfortable there."

With her mother back, her relationship with the Yan family has improved, but now it's proving difficult to settle them under her watchful eye.

Her original plan was to envelop the two mountains of Qingshuang Mountain in her protective array.

With Luo Jingqian and his group here, things are really not going to be easy.

Han Cuiyin frowned, remaining silent as she pondered how to settle this family.

The whereabouts of the Carefree King must not be revealed; he must be placed in a secluded place.

"Actually, my mother owns two estates, located right next to my grandmother's. However, there are some problems with them, and I'm afraid your uncles and the others won't be able to handle them."

When Luo Jingqian mentioned this, his eyes dimmed.

Han Cuiyin didn't notice his change; upon hearing about the village, she became excited.

If she could settle people properly at the foot of the mountain, she wouldn't want too many mortals living in the area designated as her cave dwelling.

The area at the foot of the mountain is quite nice, with convenient access. As long as some defensive formations are set up, even if Yan Qingping goes mad, he won't be able to do anything to the Yan family.

She tampered with the family genealogy, and Yan Qingping will need a year and a half to recover from his injuries.

If he dares to use the great formation that seizes the lifespan and fortune of the Yan family, he will be met with a backlash, and his descendants will not have an easy time either.

Having figured this out, Han Cuiyin asked urgently, "I'm not afraid of trouble, Princess Changyun, would you be willing to lend a hand?"

She'll recover in a year at most. What if the carefree prince's whereabouts are exposed by then?

“Since Miss Yang is so kind, I will have Qingshan make the trip. That estate was originally promised to the Luo family, but some things happened and it was not transferred. Every year, the Luo family stays at that estate for a while. But don’t worry, Miss Yang, they will come again this Ghost Festival. My maternal grandmother will definitely make them suffer.”

Luo Jingqian's energy stagnated, and his temperature dropped a few degrees.

"My lord, calm down! Your mother has already broken free and started a new life. She should take revenge where necessary. Why make things difficult for yourself?"

Left with no other option, Han Cuiyin chanted Buddhist scriptures, which eventually brought the person back to their senses.

"Thank you, Miss Yang. I'll take care of the estate! There's no need to build a house halfway up the mountain; this villa is big enough. Once the courtyard in the northeast corner is ready, you can move there. It's quiet there, and no one will bother you. If you want to build a courtyard, build it on the left peak! When my fellow disciples come, ask them for help."

After Luo Jingqian finished speaking, he was about to leave.

"My lord, please wait! I need to plant lotus in the cold pond this afternoon. Could you lend me some of the green hills and rivers here?"

Without spiritual power, there were many inconveniences. At this moment, Han Cuiyin only wanted to build the repair array so that the wooden fish could be repaired and used to generate spiritual power.

The protective mountain formation also needs the help of the wooden fish.

"Of course! They are both quite capable and can help."

After Luo Jingqian agreed, the two went about their respective business.

After returning to her room, Han Cuiyin instructed the people around her not to disturb her, then locked the door and went to her spatial dimension.

"What is this?"

A blood-stained garment lay conspicuously on the floor of the lotus-shaped space.

Han Cuiyin picked it up; the clothes were in the popular style of this world, but they were men's items.

The bloodstains were still fresh, looking like they had just been thrown in.

"Is there someone else who can freely come and go from here? Why didn't I sense anything?"

Apart from the abrupt appearance of this blood-stained garment, everything else in the Lotus Pod Space remained the same.

However, the spiritual spring water has become more and more abundant, and the water area has increased significantly.

The silver fish kept in the spiritual spring seem to have changed again; their silver color has turned transparent, making them extremely difficult to catch with bare hands.

"Could it be one of Qingyun's lovers? She even gave this to someone else before?"

Han Cuiyin really couldn't understand it.

The exterior design of this lotus-shaped space was created by Qingyun, but the items inside were what the two of them discovered together while exploring the secret realm.

Some of the items were added by Qingyun.

She didn't want it at first, but Qingyun made her acknowledge it as her master.

In her final moments in the Realm of Immortality, as she was about to perish, Qingyun threw her this lotus pod.

Otherwise, Han Cuiyin really couldn't understand why she was able to come here; it must be because of the lotus-shaped space.

The ancient lotus seeds had been soaking at the source of the spiritual spring, and when I checked a few days ago, they showed signs of sprouting.

Now is the perfect time to plant them in the cold pond.

If they take root here, it will be difficult to move them out, as they cannot adapt.

Han Cuiyin kept two pills in her hand, without processing them, just in case.

She had put the blood-stained clothes out of her mind for a long time before remembering them, which was why she later regretted it so much.

Outside, only the sound of Granny Chu giving instructions could be heard; it was very quiet.

Han Cuiyin went out and was quite surprised to see Li Rou also learning how to make clothes.

He used to consider Gao Xiaolan his brother's killer, but now they're playing together again?

"Miss, the Marquis sent over some fried silver fish." Granny Chu quickly handed over a paper package. "It's still warm, please eat it quickly."

It was past lunchtime, and when Han Cuiyin saw this, she lost interest in the other dishes.

"Granny, Li Rou is pregnant. Don't let her overwork herself."

Li Rou was bending over cutting the cloth, and it looked a bit tiring.

"It's alright, she didn't do much, it won't affect the baby. This is her first pregnancy, and after the first trimester, she still needs to move around more, otherwise she might suffer during childbirth."

The way Granny Chu looked at Li Rou showed no disdain.

“Miss, the nanny had Granny Gu take my pulse. It’s nothing serious, so you don’t need to worry.”

Li Rou naturally knew what Han Cuiyin was worried about, and felt fortunate for the baby in her womb.

What does it matter if one's background is less than ideal, if one has such a mentor in the future?

"Is there anyone taking care of my cousin? Perhaps we could let her stay in this courtyard. Is my cousin settling in well?"

"Miss Ruyi is staying with the Prince and Princess; she's been settled over there. As for Young Master Yan, he was sparring with Qinghe earlier, but then he disappeared without a trace. It seems he went to the Left Peak with Granny Gao."

Granny Chu briefly explained where the group had gone.

"Yes, thank you for your trouble, Granny!"

Han Cuiyin nodded in agreement and then went to the front.

Before she even arrived, Qingshan came over to invite her, "Miss, have you rested well? The Marquis is waiting for you at the Cold Pool, Miss, please go quickly!"

A figure in white, holding a green bamboo umbrella, stands by the cold pool, resembling a beautiful painting.

Han Cuiyin withdrew her gaze. "My lord, let's begin!"

Luo Jingqian nodded, "Qingshan and Qinghe, help Miss Yang plant lotus."

"These lotus seeds of mine are no ordinary ones. You must plant them wherever I tell you to, without deviation or delay. Is that possible?"

Han Cuiyin spoke these words while staring at Qinghe, as this was the person she trusted the most.

Qinghe retorted loudly, "Who do you think you are! I can do it, but the water in the cold pool isn't still. If it gets washed away, don't blame me!"