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

Han Cuiyin's deep voice echoed in the street where the Han family lived, and everyone in the surrounding area heard it.

Han Zhen had just arrived at the street corner when he hurriedly returned home, avoiding the gazes of his colleagues, and headed straight for Tingfeng Xiaozhu.

Upon arriving at the courtyard where Han Cuiyin was, they saw two groups of people facing off.

One-to-many.

One person stood at the entrance of Tingfeng Xiaozhu with a stick, while a group of people held all sorts of weapons.

"What are you doing! If you have something to say, keep it to yourself. Why spread it around so everyone can see? People will laugh at the Han family. How will you look if you go out and make a scene?"

Han Zhen had just returned when he heard that the news about his family had spread far and wide. If the censor were to impeach him tomorrow, he would lose even more face.

At such a critical moment, he cannot afford to make any mistakes.

He had thought that Mo Changdao was interested in his daughter, but it turned out that he had misunderstood.

“You’ve only just gotten home and you’re already making a ruckus. This isn’t some remote Yanjia Village. Don’t shout and yell at home. People outside can hear you clearly.”

Princess Mingxia's group was stunned. No one had shouted or yelled just now; on the contrary, the dark-skinned girl's voice was very low.

"Sir, you must have made a mistake. No one shouted. The sound we heard just now was barely audible. If you don't believe me, ask them!"

At this moment, Granny Wang stepped forward, fearing that Princess Mingxia's words might cause a quarrel between the couple.

Han Cuiyin's face was dark, but she had a smile on her face. "I'm just stating the facts. I haven't eaten all day, no one has brought me food, and no one has even told me where to eat."

The few stone beads she placed at the entrance were not just for decoration; they could be used to detect anyone entering the courtyard, regardless of whether she was there or not.

Today, Shizhu issued no warnings whatsoever.

Princess Mingxia stepped forward and walked to Madam Han's side. "Second sister-in-law, didn't I tell you to pay more attention to Cuiyin? You are both from Pinglian County, so you should have similar tastes."

"I see~" Han Cuiyin had already noticed the exchange of glances between the two sisters-in-law, and directly stated, "Second Madam is really a busy person. Anyone who didn't know better would think that you were in charge of the household affairs and running several shops, and had no time for me."

The affairs of the inner quarters of the capital were all kept hidden, and no one had ever spoken of them so directly before.

"Also, Princess Mingxia, I have no intention of disturbing your lives. We will leave once we find my mother. You don't need to do this. I have no interest in the Han family. I'll stay at Tingfeng Cottage for a day, and if I'm unhappy, don't blame me!"

Han Cuiyin completely disregarded the dignity of the Han family's master and thus exposed herself in front of the servants in the mansion.

“Cuiyin has heard that in the power struggles among the wealthy and powerful families in the capital, they never make a move unless they are absolutely sure of it, and when they do, they kill their opponent. Princess Mingxia’s methods are rather naive; it would be better if she didn’t come here to embarrass herself in front of me.”

Her eyes were slanted, and the corners of her mouth were turned up, conveying a disdain that she had perfectly imitated.

If it were her past life, she would never have dared to cause such a scene in the kitchen.

Having been treated like this, she has probably already sought help from others.

In her past life, she was so foolish that the first person she sought help from when she encountered difficulties was Old Madam Han.

The old lady hasn't shown up since she pretended to faint yesterday; she'll probably be the one to give me a way out soon.

Han Zhen just sent Han Song away, and it's about time.

“Cuiyin, I know you are angry. Next month, on the Qixi Festival, we will open the ancestral hall and write you into the family genealogy under your wife’s name.”

After understanding the cause and effect, Han Zhen had a clearer understanding of Han Cuiyin's whereabouts.

One cannot place all one's bets on one person; in the struggle for success, someone must ultimately succeed.

"You say you can just accept your ancestry and return to your clan, but did I agree to that? I am now a cousin of the Han family. As for what will happen in the future, we'll talk about it with my mother. If my mother agrees, then I will accept it."

Han Cuiyin originally planned to acknowledge the Han family and teach them a lesson, then bring about their complete destruction so she could escape unscathed.

This was just a plan made when we were in Hanjiacun.

Now she has a better way to pass the time. She treats the Han family as a toy, something to tease when she has nothing to do. But serious matters are more important.

I just don't know where that Lian Yao has gone now.

I hope he appears soon so the two of them can have another showdown; that would be much more interesting than them fighting amongst themselves in the backyard.

After saying this, Han Cuiyin inserted the wooden stick into the ground, leaving only an inch or so protruding.

"Don't mess with me again. I'll let it slide this time since it's your first offense."

After saying all this, the door to Tingfeng Xiaozhu was closed.

"Madam, we still need to replenish these items later."

Han Zhen gave a few words of advice and left. On the way, he ran into Old Madam Han. "Mother, go back. Don't get involved in Cuiyin's affairs anymore. She has no sense of belonging to the Han family. Don't let her cause trouble for you."

He was filial from a young age, and his widowed mother had raised the three brothers with great difficulty.

Madam Han cherished her second and third sons, but she wouldn't be too concerned about money matters.

He will not tolerate them if they affect his career.

This daughter is not easy to deal with; she has absolutely no regard for the Han family's reputation.

I don't know how she managed to spread all of Han family's affairs today.

It's a crucial time for him to enter the cabinet, and he can't afford any trouble in his personal life that could affect his promotion.

Han Zhen explained the matter to Old Madam Han and then left with peace of mind, knowing that his mother was never confused when it came to important matters.

Back in his study, Han Zhen rubbed his temples. "Han Song, from now on you stay home and look after things. Let your eldest son come with me when we go out."

"My lord, is it for Miss Cuiyin?" Han Song's expression showed a hint of joy, though he dared not show it.

"Yes! It's easy to invite a god but hard to send him away. I've actually reached a point where I'm caught in a dilemma. This must be retribution!"

Han Zhen looked quite tired.

Originally, this daughter was easy to control. Now, we don't ask her to bring any convenience, we only ask that she achieves her goal and doesn't hold a grudge against the Han family.

Mo Changdao seemed to have reservations about her.

"Han Song, tell me in detail about how Grand Preceptor Mo met Cuiyin on the ship, and about what happened to you in Chang Le County. Don't miss a single detail."

Han Song dared not hide anything and told them everything without omitting a single detail.

"I originally planned to have her marry into the Luo family in place of Yue Shi, but I've changed my mind. Someone with her personality should be able to win the Second Prince's favor."

Han Zhen muttered a few words to himself before going to find Princess Mingxia.

Listening to the Wind Cottage.

Within fifteen minutes, all the stewards of the manor had gathered at Tingfeng Xiaozhu.

Before Han Cuiyin could speak, they wrote down their respective responsibilities on a piece of white paper.

The head steward bowed and said respectfully, "Miss Cuiyin, we will send someone to replenish the items shortly, so your courtyard will be much more comfortable from now on."

"Does Tingfeng Xiaozhu have a small kitchen?"

Han Cuiyin sat on the stone bench, her right hand supporting her chin, looking at the stewards kneeling on the ground with a blank expression.

Her posture made those kneeling on the ground shudder and tremble.

That dark face is comparable to a living Yama, the King of Hell.

Even Luo Yanluo was outshone.

Another person in the capital can stop a child from crying in the middle of the night.

After sending the man away, the two members of the Gao family arrived here half an hour later, without any obstacles along the way.

Widow Gao accepted the gifts from Granny Gao without changing her expression.

"You all wait outside until the girl gives the order."

Gao Xiaolan followed closely behind and arrived at Tingfeng Xiaozhu. "Miss, the Han family actually provided such a fine courtyard?"

Han Cuiyin sat in the pavilion, cracking sunflower seeds. "It was stolen, so I'll just have to make do."