"I don't care what bad ideas you have, Lianyao should stay away from me and not mess with me!" Han Cuiyin warned in a low voice.

She wanted to keep a low profile during her trip to the mountains.

She didn't want to expose the Yan family's secret to others.

Han Yueshi's expression hardened. "I heard you came here to rescue someone? But you don't need to waste your time!"

After saying that, Han Yueshi turned and ran back.

The Third Prince completely ignored him this time. This guy came up to her looking for attention; he really deserved to be taught a lesson.

Han Cuiyin glanced coldly behind her as Old Madam Han, supported by Han Lingzhi, struggled to climb the mountain.

If you only think about praying to gods and Buddhas and don't pay attention to your daily life, what's the use of pilgrimage at the last minute if you don't accumulate merit for yourself and your descendants?

What's the point of begging again? Han Zhen's good days are numbered.

Luo Jingqian followed behind, holding a green bamboo umbrella to shield Han Cuiyin from the sun.

"Just now, that Third Prince directly mocked your sister for being shameless. You didn't see her face, it was redder than a hawthorn in the mountains!"

The redwood hopped and skipped along the way, showing no signs of fatigue.

“Your grandmother wants to go back to the capital, but none of the sisters want to go back. Your father in the capital is the most cunning. He had your mother come back to the hometown under the guise of paying respects to the ancestors, but actually to divide the family line. The Han family’s spittle is going to drown them, how can anyone stay there? They only managed to stay in town last night.”

Sequoia spotted them last night and followed them all the way.

"Your grandmother was quite happy at first, but when she got home and took out the brocade pouch your father gave her, her expression changed immediately. But she really loved her son, so she did as she was told."

Things were already in chaos in Hanjiacun.

In particular, the patriarch of the Han clan has already begun preparations for going to the capital.

Upon hearing this, Han Cuiyin's face showed a sneer, "It's not normal for things to break up! Han Zhen didn't have any money for the imperial examinations, but the Yan family paid for it all. After he achieved success, he kicked his wife who had shared his hardships away, and those Han family members instead became arrogant and oppressive towards the villagers..."

After saying all this, I felt extremely relieved.

Han Cuiyin took out two jade pots and drank heartily with Hongshan.

When Sequoia saw it, her eyes lit up.

She was willing to stay by Han Cuiyin's side not only because of Mu Qiang, but also because of this spirit wine.

If he could rescue his brother, he would be willing to go with him just because of this spiritual wine.

Lianji's inner core is still intact; it's only a matter of time before her brother recovers his cultivation.

Luo Jingqian's face, hidden behind the mask, twitched a few times, feeling quite helpless towards the human and the fox.

After Han Yueshi returned to Old Madam Han's side, her face was gloomy and devoid of any smile.

“That girl is no simple character. I advise you not to always pick fights, or you'll only hurt yourselves.”

Madam Han was still shaken by the lightning punishment she experienced in her dream.

"What is Grandmother afraid of! As long as Father's blood is available, curing her will be easy!"

As soon as Han Yueshi finished speaking, she caught the attention of Old Madam Han. "You mean there is a way to control it?"

"Of course! Back in June, my family was having a lot of nightmares. The two imperial advisors came to our home to help us and have found a solution."

Han Lingzhi frowned. She was unaware of this matter and would remind him later if she had the chance.

Since her older sister brought this up, it must be because she has their father's blood on her hands.

Having been sisters for so many years, she knew Han Yueshi's character well; she appeared smiling on the surface, but could be extremely ruthless behind the scenes.

Not to mention the sisters in the household, her younger sister had suffered all sorts of grievances since childhood.

She just told her to be sensible, so she didn't hold it against her.

Every time I visit my maternal grandmother's house, I can only say nice things; only she knows the true feelings behind it all.

It's because she only holds the title of legitimate wife, not the eldest son or the youngest son.

When she first had her dream, she ran away from the capital with a few guards, hoping to change the fate of the Han family, which was to be confiscated and exiled.

At this point, she had given up on her previous idea; let each person take care of their own fate.

There are secrets in the Pinglian Mountains, and perhaps it is her destiny.

Han Lingzhi ignored the other two. What grudge did Han Cuiyin hold against them that they were so hostile?

In Changxing County, the older sister still thought that no one had discovered those things.

They actually arranged for someone to cause trouble for Changxing County over such a trivial matter.

If Princess Changyun finds out who caused the trouble, she may not hold it against Princess Jinghe, but the Grand Princess will.

Just as Han Lingzhi was feeling resentful, the sound of a gong pulled her back to reality.

"Stop!" Liu Dafu banged the gong. "If you want the mountain god's blessing, you must be sincere. You can kneel and pray from here, or you can go straight up the mountain."

After these words were spoken, some of the poor people began to kneel and worship.

We pray to the mountain god for favorable weather, prosperity, and safety for our family.

Upon learning this, Madam Han gritted her teeth and knelt down as well. "You two don't need to worry about me. There are maids and servants to guard me. You two should also come along. When you arrive at the site chosen for the mountain god temple, quickly kneel down and pray for the mountain god's blessing."

Han Yueshi pursed her lips, gave a perfunctory reply, and then led Feiyu and Feiling upwards.

Only his back was left.

Han Lingzhi gazed in the direction she had left, lost in thought.

My sister is so interested in the secrets of the Pinglian Mountains.

Could there really be a demon here?

Beijing.

Emperor Chuyuan was somewhat distracted as he held the urgent memorial from the Second Prince.

He muttered to himself: Is the second brother really that useless? It's just a supervisory task, and he still needs to ask for instructions?

He knew that the prefect of Changyong County was honest and just, otherwise he wouldn't have sent his second son there.

You can't understand the credit that's already been given to you, even if you force it on yourself.

When he opened the folded document and read its contents, his pupils dilated, and he stared intently at it.

It took him a while to come to his senses. "Someone come here!"

Two men in black appeared in the Imperial Study. "Your Majesty!"

"Han Zhenxin's newly recognized daughter might possess a demon. You should head to the Pinglian Mountains and see if you can seize her. Also, the third son is there; you should protect him as well."

"Yes!" the two answered in unison.

Emperor Chu Yuan coldly ordered, "Take ten people with you. If there really is a thousand-year-old demon, you must seize it."

After everyone left, the Imperial Study returned to calm, but his heart remained unsettled.

That immortal once said that every part of a spirit beast is a treasure, and that refining and consuming it can prolong life.

However, no spirit beasts have appeared all these years, but now is the opportunity.

Meanwhile, Mo Changdao is about to set off.

Old Ancestor Mo took out the spirit boat from the wooden box. "Let's use it to travel! The spirit stones inside can support several round trips."

Mo Changdao was overjoyed to see the spirit boat, exclaiming, "I never expected that the Ancestor would have such a treasure!"

Why didn't you take it out and use it sooner?

The Mo family patriarch seemed to have seen through his thoughts, "We don't have enough spirit stones. If it weren't for today's urgent matter, we wouldn't have used them."

After giving him the incantation, he let Mo Changdao control the journey, while the Mo family patriarch hid in the spirit tablet to cultivate.

The spirit boat flew into the air and disappeared in a flash.

In a secluded courtyard in the capital, a middle-aged scholar-like man stood tall.

"Strategist, what are you looking at? When will the Duke wake up?"

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