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

June is the hottest time of year in Beijing.

Wealthy families had ice to cool off in the summer, while ordinary people could only cool off in their courtyards at night.

A woman was using a palm-leaf fan to shoo away mosquitoes from a child sleeping on the ground, while an old man was drawing water from a well and sprinkling it all over the courtyard.

"I slept so well last night, what's wrong with me tonight? I can't fall asleep at all?"

There are also couples having late-night talks, discussing what happened the previous night.

Han Cuiyin had only been passing by for a short time, yet she had already thoroughly investigated the homes of almost everyone there.

Having sharp hearing and keen eyesight isn't always a good thing; it can bring a lot of trouble for no reason.

The world is full of suffering.

Some causes and effects cannot be easily intervened in.

At that moment, she understood her master's helplessness.

Last night, she unintentionally purified the foul air of the capital, and the people here were able to live a comfortable life for a while, with fewer people falling ill.

Dingguo Gongfu.

Han Cuiyin revisited the place, but her heart ached a few times.

This is... the place she has lived for almost two years.

Her mother's life also ended there.

My initial cheerful mood instantly turned heavy.

This place holds her anger and sorrow, but has absolutely no trace of joy.

The Duke of Dingguo's mansion was located closer to the imperial palace than the Han mansion.

Princess Changyun is the beloved daughter of Grand Princess Jinghe, and the Duke of Dingguo's mansion was a favor that the Grand Princess specially requested from the Emperor.

The Luo family is not easy to deal with.

Parents' love for their children is not just about long-term planning, but about considering their entire lives.

She was foolish back then; she couldn't find a single bad word to say about her mother-in-law, Princess Changyun.

She's been married into the family for a long time, but has never seen Luo Jingqian once.

Even when we meet, he always wears a mask.

The two did not consummate their marriage, but Princess Changyun not only did not make things difficult for them, but also offered them much comfort.

Princess Jinghe was the regent princess, whose power and wealth far exceeded those of other princesses.

After she returned power to Emperor Chuyuan, the emperor granted Changxing County to Princess Changyun as her fief, and also bestowed many fields and shops upon her in the capital.

Han Cuiyin would not come here for the time being unless she was forced to.

That year, Princess Jinghe lost power, and she was framed and killed in the most humiliating way.

Princess Changyun was also unable to save her or thoroughly investigate those matters.

"What are you doing here? The young master is not home, please go back!"

Qingshan came up to the roof, his face showing disdain.

"Get out~!"

Han Cuiyin kicked the person out of the yard without alerting anyone else.

She was very familiar with this courtyard.

She lived there for almost two years.

She would spend some time under the sycamore tree in the courtyard on summer nights to enjoy the shade.

Qingshan clutched his chest and limped back. "The young master really isn't here. He's gone back to his sect. Tell me if you need anything, and I'll pass it on."

"Senior brother, you...you got beaten up?" A young man in blue robes came out of the main courtyard, his face showing disbelief.

Han Cuiyin recognized him; this man was Qinghe, and he was Qingshan's brother.

In my past life, this person was the one who delivered the most messages.

"Miss, why don't you come down? The young master will be back soon."

Qinghe was more handsome than Qingshan, and had a sweet tongue. "There's a watermelon soaking in well water in the house. Come down and quench your thirst, young lady."

Upon seeing that dark face, he already knew who the person was.

Luo Jingqian treated her differently, a fact already known to his brothers and the rest of their sect.

He was also curious about what kind of girl had made the usually indifferent Prince Luo act so strangely.

Han Cuiyin gave a half-smile, "You think you can make that decision? That big guy doesn't welcome me."

"Don't mind him. My brother is short-sighted and doesn't know how to speak properly. Please don't take it to heart, young lady."

Qinghe was still all smiles.

Han Cuiyin knew, however, how terrifying this person was beneath that smile.

Luo Jingqian's room was decorated in a very elegant style, with no extravagant ornaments, but Han Cuiyin knew how valuable they were.

In her past life, she accidentally broke a bottle and was scolded by the other concubines. That bottle was worth tens of thousands of taels of silver.

Since then, she has put everything away and replaced it with ordinary decorative items.

She has a natural reverence for this place.

Upon arriving at this courtyard, she felt as if she couldn't breathe, with only the icy water entering her mouth and nose assaulting her memory.

Han Cuiyin's face was still blackened, and Qingshan and Qinghe did not notice anything amiss.

"I will come another day. If your prince returns, we can discuss this further."

After saying this, she left in a hurry.

They were moving even faster than when they arrived.

She didn't calm down until she reached the pavilion in the middle of the lake, and her heartbeat gradually returned to normal.

"Why is this? I've clearly let go, so why do I feel uncomfortable again when I go there?"

Furthermore, she was no longer afraid of water; otherwise, how could she have dared to use a piece of driftwood to cross the Pinglian River?

Dingguo Gongfu.

"There was an anomaly in the formation just now!" Qingshan came out of the inner room with a complicated expression. "Could it be that this dark-faced girl is the one destined to face my junior brother's tribulation?"

"Quickly send this message back to the sect and report it to your master."

Qinghe was more decisive than Qingshan and made the decision directly.

Fuguang Mountain.

"Jingqian, this is a message from your two senior brothers. Yang Cuiyin is the one destined for you."

A middle-aged man with black hair and a black beard spoke to Luo Jingqian.

This person was none other than the head of Fuguang Mountain, and also the master of the three brothers, Master Chifeng.

"The one destined for calamity?" Luo Jingqian had never heard of this before. "What does that mean?"

"There's a formation in the courtyard of the Duke of Dingguo's mansion. Are you aware of it?"

"Of course I know, that's the spirit-gathering formation you set up for me."

Luo Jingqian knew that since his first attack, Master Chifeng had made arrangements to stabilize his condition.

He knew he had a strange illness, but he didn't know the specifics.

"There's another hidden formation there, and it's finally working its magic this time. You absolutely must marry that Miss Yang, or your health won't improve."

Chi Feng didn't explain much. With a flick of his sleeve, the Longevity Diagram opened, and Luo Jingqian disappeared along with it.

Listening to the Wind Cottage.

Han Cuiyin poured another pot of spiritual liquid mixed with strong liquor from the lotus seedpod space, and only after drinking it did she feel a little warm.

Something's wrong with Luo Jingqian's room!

We'll go check on him when he gets back.

Once she felt warm, Han Cuiyin used her internal energy to expel the chill.

If she still doesn't realize she's fallen into this trap, then all those thousands of years she's spent in the Realm of Immortality will have been for nothing.

"What exactly is it? Could it have influenced my past life as well?"

She is now unsure whether her death was related to that place.

A few days passed in a flash.

Tomorrow is the Qixi Festival.

In his previous life, Han Zhen entered the cabinet the day before the Qixi Festival.

Han Cuiyin has been confined to her home these days and has not gone out to wander around during the day.

The sun has been shining brightly these days, and she has absorbed enough of its warmth, which has stabilized her overall health.

Granny Gao reminded her from below the pavilion in the middle of the lake, "Miss, we received news from Da Ni that there will be a banquet at the manor tomorrow, and we... will also have to go out to socialize tomorrow."