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

Her beautiful hair was draped down.

Han Cuiyin's face was dark, making it impossible to discern any change in her expression.

She knew that her heart was in turmoil.

Her hair was more resilient than that of an average young lady, just like her personality.

Her experiences in the Realm of Immortality enabled her to handle any situation with ease upon her return.

Having witnessed Qingyun's interactions with several male cultivators, she knew that the two of them were currently in a somewhat ambiguous relationship.

Without an intimate relationship, how could a man casually tie someone else's hair?

This is a little bit of fun between husband and wife.

Luo Jingqian's fingers danced nimbly on her head. "Alright, that's good now. In the capital, only maids usually wear those double buns. Be careful when you get back."

Han Cuiyin quickly touched the top of her head; she had only felt the person twist a few times casually.

"It's quite beautiful. Since I don't go out socializing, this 'casual cloud' hairstyle is the most comfortable." Luo Jingqian secured it with a hairpin and handed over a cup of tea. "Take a look!"

"No need to look, your skills must be pretty good. With so many people in your backyard, you must be very experienced in combing hair and doing eyebrows."

Han Cuiyin did not use the water as a mirror, but gulped down the cup of tea.

The roast chicken in the morning was a bit too salty, and she was thirsty, so she quickly refilled her cup.

"So many people in the backyard? I am not married, nor do I have any concubines. I am surrounded by servants. What do you mean by that, Miss Yang?"

Luo Jingqian couldn't help but ask a couple of questions.

"Huh? Cough cough~" Han Cuiyin choked on the water. "I'm sorry, I thought you were so good at combing hair because you learned it from the women around you. I didn't expect you haven't had sex yet."

"Cough cough~" This time it was Luo Jingqian's turn to choke. He knew that Han Cuiyin was different from the young ladies of the capital, but he did not expect her to be so uninhibited.

If Han Cuiyin were to remove his mask, she would surely see a handsome face that was bright red.

"I learned all of this from my maternal grandmother, mother, and sister," Luo Jingqian explained, and the two fell silent.

The atmosphere was incredibly awkward.

Equally awkward as this place is the courtyard house in Ping'an Lane in Beijing, which faces the crooked tree.

"Who are you?" Gao Xiaolan heard the noise outside the door and called her aunt to come and check.

They only arrived in the capital the day before yesterday.

The Pinglian River area was inexplicably blocked, which caused them some delay.

During this time, the whole family stayed in their room, which saved them a lot of trouble.

The only problem is that we arrived in Beijing two days later than expected.

They were originally law-abiding citizens, but now they sold themselves into slavery. The contract bore the Han family's seal, and their entry into the city went very smoothly.

Upon arriving at the residence Han Cuiyin had mentioned, they quickly cleaned up and then carried out the tasks she had instructed them to perform.

Widow Gao was tall, but she had a very cheerful personality and quickly made friends with her neighbors, making it very easy for her to get information.

She didn't go out that day. The two of them were inside discussing how to handle the tasks assigned by their master perfectly when there was a commotion outside.

The main gate was bolted shut, and Yan Xiao couldn't push it open.

"Brother, are you sure no one lives inside? Are the people you hired reliable? Could they have moved in or rented it out?"

"Do you think everyone is like you, doing things without any sense of proportion, only thinking about petty gains?" Yan Erwen said sarcastically, showing no respect for Yan Xiao in front of the younger generation.

This was a three-courtyard house, but the Gao family only chose to live in the gatehouse and did not set foot in the back.

The commotion outside could be faintly heard, and Widow Gao and Gao Xiaolan had no choice but to grit their teeth and deal with it.

The Yan family was startled when they saw the two of them.

"Big brother, you wouldn't be hiding a mistress in the capital, would you?" Yan Xiao blurted out without thinking. "She's still young, just a bit too tall—"

Before Yan Xiao could finish speaking, Widow Gao picked her up and said, "Watch your mouth! Don't spew nonsense."

"It's a misunderstanding, brave woman. Let go. This is my Yan family's residence. Let's go inside and talk."

When Yan Dali saw his third brother suffering, he quickly revealed his identity.

Although we don't know who the mother and daughter are, it's best to go inside first and avoid attracting attention.

Their secret trip to the capital was to save their lives and, incidentally, to help the Yan family regain its footing in the city, not to be used as a laughingstock.

"The Yan family?"

Widow Gao and Gao Xiaolan exchanged a glance, their expressions hardening. "Is it the Yan family from Yanjia Village in Pinglian County, Changxing Prefecture? The maternal family of Miss Yang Cuiyin?"

"That's right!" Yan Dali nodded repeatedly. "You know Cuiyin? Cuiyin asked you to stay here?"

The group entered the house, and the Yan family members headed towards the back courtyard, leaving only the three Yan brothers at the gatehouse to deal with the Gao family.

And that's how the two families met.

Neither party knew the other's exact identity, and they only opened up to each other after testing each other.

"So, Cuiyin already has a plan, and you also have some clues. Can Princess Jialuo and Princess Mingxia confront them head-on?"

Yan Dali is the pillar of the Yan family. He appears honest and simple, but he is not one to suffer losses.

“Yes! We want to start spreading the word about Chang Le County tomorrow. Princess Jia Luo won’t stand for it and will definitely cause trouble for Princess Ming Xia.”

"It's because the Prefect of Mingxia County is so capable; the Han family is like an iron barrel. We've thrown away huge sums of money, but gained absolutely nothing."

Widow Gao spent more than half of the two hundred taels of silver without getting any useful information. She only knew that Princess Mingxia was going back to Prince Xu's mansion the next day.

"Then let's stir things up a bit. For the sake of face, these two should have a go at it."

The two sides had different perspectives. The Gao family listened to the Yan family's advice and also thought that they would have to adapt to the situation tomorrow.

The Yan family gave them another two hundred taels of silver, and the news always managed to spread without arousing suspicion.

Xu Mingxia was unaware that someone was watching her; at that moment, she was complaining to Han Yueshi.

"Yueshi, do you think your sister went to Yanjia Village and got involved with some bad things? Otherwise, why would she be going against me all the time!"

Hearing the words "follow up on things," Han Yueshi's heart skipped a beat. She didn't know what was going on with Han Lingzhi, but it was true that Han Lingzhi's soul from another world had taken over Han Yueshi's life.

Last Mid-Autumn Festival, Han Yueshi deliberately fell into the water, but the Third Prince delayed in rescuing her, and the original owner of the body had already perished.

She kept this secret very well and didn't tell anyone.

Xu Mingxia was still complaining and didn't notice the change in Han Yueshi.

"Mother, let's not talk about my sister for now. You're going to your maternal grandparents' house tomorrow. You should think about yourself and us. Yesterday I saw my second and third uncles stopping my father again. They're probably asking for money again."

Han Yueshi has been here for nearly ten months and has already absorbed the memories of this body, while also sorting out the relationships between many wealthy and powerful families.

The dinner the other day was a way for both parents to save face.

And here she is again, this love-struck mother, about to do something foolish.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Han Yueshi started to whine again, "Mother, I haven't seen my maternal grandfather in a long time. I'll go back to the Xu Prince's Mansion with you tomorrow!"

Princess Mingxia originally had important business to attend to and wanted to return alone, but she couldn't resist her daughter's request and had no choice but to agree.

Neither of them thought of Han Lingzhi.

Han Cuiyin, on the other hand, was much calmer.

Luo Jingqian kept staring at the jade lotus flower on her head, which made her feel uneasy.

“Miss Yang, is this the jade hairpin you bought from me that day? Why does it look a little different? I remember that lotus seedpod didn’t have these nine holes.”

Luo Jingqian indeed became suspicious.

"I made these nine holes in the jade lotus pod as if it were a voodoo doll when I had nothing better to do. Are you satisfied with this answer?" Han Cuiyin could only pretend to be angry and embarrassed. "If Prince Luo keeps staring at me, I'll think you're interested in me. Why don't I marry you and become your principal wife?"

As expected, Luo Jingqian fell silent.

Han Cuiyin, who rarely gets any peace and quiet, quickly closed her eyes and went back to sleep.

“That’s not necessarily a bad thing.” Luo Jingqian’s voice was almost inaudible.