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

It was midnight, the dead of night, when all was quiet.

It is currently in a state of deep sleep.

After Han Cuiyin had figured out her future plans, she was about to rest when she thought of her Han family.

These past two days have been quite relaxing for them; they probably can't handle this sudden onslaught.

She acted on her thoughts, but now that there was no wooden fish to help her, she could only rely on external forces.

The moonlight outside is perfect; let's borrow its power and launch a surprise attack.

Han Cuiyin pushed open the door, and there was Granny Gao guarding outside.

"Young lady! Would you like some food?"

"No need, Granny, go and rest!" Han Cuiyin said, and with a little help, she scrambled onto the roof.

Granny Gao was already used to this, and quickly went back to her room to make room so as not to affect her performance.

It was late at night, and the moonlight poured down on Han Cuiyin.

Luo Jingqian opened his eyes, looked at the commotion in the guest courtyard, and smiled helplessly, "The Han family is unlucky to have offended you. I wonder how you will deal with them after you return to your ancestral home."

Then, he closed his eyes and continued his cultivation.

Han Mansion.

"Ah~"

"Ah~"

Screams came and went.

"She's here again! Ugh~"

The screams of Old Madam Han echoed over Songhe Courtyard, startling Han Zhen.

"Senior Xu, you've arrived!"

Xu Tianyun opened his eyes, and a bronze gong suddenly appeared in his hand. "I want to meet the person behind this and see if he is as powerful as Brother Mo said."

Madam Han's room was as bright as day, and Xu Tianyun simply tapped the gong lightly in the courtyard.

Apart from him, no one saw the sound waves spread until they enveloped the entire Han residence.

The screams from the women in the mansion gradually subsided.

"Senior Xu, it seems to be working. You should keep tapping!" Han Zhen ran over at this moment, his face beaming with joy.

“Lord Han, the reason for injecting blood into the gong again is that your daughter is behind it all.”

After Xu Tianyun learned who was behind it, he felt much more at ease.

"How much do you want?" Han Zhen's voice trembled. "We already asked for just a shallow bowl, do you want more?"

"No need! Three drops will do. I'll use them when I strike the gong." Xu Tianyun closed his eyes, his aura different from usual.

Upon hearing this, Han Zhen quickly did as instructed.

After everything was prepared, "Senior Xu, we must subdue that girl! But now she has the support of Marquis Jingyun and Grand Princess Jinghe. If we don't chop off her claws this time, we don't know how much more suffering we will have to endure when we return."

Xu Tianyun glanced at him sideways and said, “Lord Han, since you and your daughter are already irreconcilable, I have an idea. Why don’t you ask the imperial decree tomorrow to let that girl be recognized as your father and have her name written in your family tree? You will be her biological father, and heaven and earth will recognize it. If she tries to use any more tricks, she will surely be punished by heaven.”

"Alright, I'll go and plead with the Emperor tomorrow. I'll leave the rest to Senior Xu."

Han Zhen lowered his head and looked down obediently, showing no airs of a Grand Secretary.

The gong was struck three more times, and everyone in the Han household returned to normal and fell into a deep sleep.

On the other side, Han Cuiyin slumped on the roof, looking much weaker, with a trickle of blood flowing from the corner of her mouth.

"You actually came up with such a way to restrain me? Fine, once I recover, I'll give you all a good fight."

Only blood relatives could inflict such a severe blow on her; with Yan Shunhua here, the only option is Han Zhen.

This man truly has no compassion for a father. I don't know what influence this had on her, but she actually agreed to let someone use the Bloodline Entanglement Technique on her.

It's a shame that she had fatherly feelings for her in her past life.

Han Cuiyin wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, took out the jade pot and drank deeply, gradually regaining her strength.

Back in her room, she felt a chill run down her spine, enveloped by a cold, eerie atmosphere.

The laws of nature here are different from those of other worlds, and parents have such a great influence.

If one were to acknowledge their ancestry and return to their clan, wouldn't they still be subject to suppression?

Thinking about this, Han Cuiyin no longer wanted to go back to the Han family.

Unfortunately, before she could react, another imperial edict arrived in her hands the following noon.

It clearly states that her name will be Han Cuiyin from now on, and she will be recorded in the family genealogy from this day forward. The ancestral hall will be opened after she returns to the capital.

She saw purple aura in this imperial edict, which was the aura of an emperor, recognized by the laws of heaven and earth here.

After Han Cuiyin returned to her villa, Luo Jingqian arrived at her courtyard shortly after.

"Did you cause trouble for the Han family last night?" Luo Jingqian thought she was cultivating last night and didn't come to disturb her.

If he had known she had attacked the Han family, he would have definitely stopped her.

Han Cuiyin stared blankly at the imperial edict, remaining silent.

Seeing this, Luo Jingqian could only soften his tone, "Don't take direct action in the future, it will restrict you and you'll be punished."

"Why?"

In the realm of immortality, she was an orphan and had never encountered such a situation, nor had she ever heard of anyone else experiencing it.

She had only seen the technique of bloodline binding in an ancient book and hadn't taken it seriously.

Who knew the power was so great? Even now, her limbs are still somewhat weak, her blood and qi are unstable, and she keeps vomiting blood.

"The laws of Heaven are not complete here, which makes it more protective of ordinary people. This might not be a problem in the cultivation world, but it's different here. It's hard to explain in a short time. I'll go to the capital for a few days and gather information for you while I'm there."

From now on, I will call you Miss Han.

He didn't say the last sentence.

What he saw indicated that there were many misunderstandings between the two.

The issue of surnames is one of them.

Han Cuiyin simply nodded without saying anything.

"Remember, do not take action against the Han family for now. They have found a way to restrain you, and you will not gain any advantage. There will be plenty of time; we can talk about it after you have recovered."

Luo Jingqian was still worried and gave her one last reminder before leaving.

During the few days he was away, Han Cuiyin spent her time cultivating in the cave in the cold pool and visiting the carefree king and his wife.

Yan Zhicheng and Yan Ruyi, the siblings, always looked after the two of them. Occasionally, Hongyi would also go over to help, and the cousins ​​gradually became familiar with each other.

Yan Shunhua woke up yesterday and held Han Cuiyin tightly, refusing to let go, and they talked intimately about things every day.

As the two were strengthening their bond as mother and daughter, Gao Xiaolan came running up breathlessly, "Miss, the Marquis is back and is waiting for you in the courtyard. It seems he has something to say."

"Finally back home! Mother, you rest first, I'll go take a look!"

After Han Cuiyin left, Yan Shunhua frowned. "Cuiyin and Marquis Jingyun are so familiar with each other?"

“Yes, they do have a good relationship.” After Yan Zhicheng finished speaking, he was glared at fiercely by his sister.

“Aunt, Marquis Jingyun and my cousin are practically brothers, and their relationship is indeed quite close. My elder brother has been away from home for many years and doesn’t know many things, so let me tell you.”

Yan Zhicheng touched his nose and quietly left, lest he be disliked by his younger sister.

The woman in red chased after him, "Brother Yan, could you please pick some fruit for me?"

The two went into the mountains and forests.

Yan Shunhua listened carefully to Han Cuiyin's story, her emotions shifting between joy and sorrow.

Han Cuiyin was unaware of these things; the past was a long time ago to her, and she had already let go of some of it.

She hurried back to the courtyard, where Luo Jingqian was sitting in the pavilion, not wearing a mask.

He stood tall and elegant, gazing intently at the afterglow of the setting sun.

"My lord, have you heard any news?"

Luo Jingqian turned around, but didn't say anything. He simply handed over a red wooden box, saying, "This is the land deed for the estate. Keep it safe!"