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

Han Cuiyin ate dinner with trepidation.

If she were to fight someone, she wouldn't be afraid even if she were at a disadvantage.

Tonight, it gave her the creeps.

It was clearly a conflict between Geng Wan'er and Li Meiyun, but Luo Jingqian pulled this stunt, and she ended up becoming a public enemy.

In short, she felt extremely uncomfortable.

Han Cuiyin shoveled the food in her bowl into her mouth and chewed it vigorously, as if venting her anger.

Luo Jingqian saw this and smiled slightly; his originally aloof face blossomed like a spring flower.

Apart from the Luo sisters, Princess Jinghe, and Han Cuiyin who was engrossed in her food, everyone else was stunned.

She's a complete scourge!

It wasn't noticeable before; Luo Jingqian always wore a mask, and Han Cuiyin didn't think anything of it.

She never expected to witness it tonight. It's such a pity that Prince Luo's stunning good looks cannot be shown to the world.

"Miss Wan'er and the young master are truly a perfect match." Han Cuiyin said this out of the blue, and the atmosphere, which had just returned to normal, became tense again.

Geng Wan'er was even more shocked. "Miss Yang is too kind. I only feel sorry for the young master. How could I dare to dream of becoming the young master's wife?"

After she said that, Han Cuiyin had to admire her; this person really knew how to take advantage of the situation.

Princess Jinghe glanced at Geng Wan'er, frowned, but said nothing.

Li Meiyun's expression, however, was not right.

She was not as beautiful as Geng Wan'er, but she came from a good family, which Geng Wan'er could not compare to.

Her great-aunt had also said that she would definitely marry into the Duke of Dingguo's mansion and become the mistress of the house.

Geng Wan'er is merely the granddaughter of the eldest patriarch of the Geng family, and born out of wedlock. What right does she have to covet the position of the Crown Prince's consort?

Han Cuiyin noticed her words and everyone at the table, except for the two Luo sisters, seemed to want to devour Geng Wan'er whole.

A playful smile appeared on Luo Jingqian's face. When he saw her looking over, he raised his left eyebrow.

"Jingqian, your mother hasn't eaten yet. Go over and eat with her."

Princess Jinghe realized that if she didn't stop her, her granddaughter would lose control.

"Miss Yang, please enjoy! The silverfish from this cold pool taste quite good. You've got a good appetite, and you'll have a blessed year ahead."

Whether intentionally or unintentionally, Luo Jingqian said a few words to Han Cuiyin before leaving.

"What's wrong with this guy? What does he want?" Han Cuiyin was filled with resentment and could only bury her head in her rice, ignoring the stares.

They finished eating quickly and left in a hurry.

After returning to her room, Han Cuiyin closed the door, preventing anyone else from entering.

She hurriedly entered the lotus-shaped space and began rummaging through drawers and cabinets looking for things.

There is a small wooden house here, and everything inside was prepared by Qingyun for her.

Last night, she placed some things in the Buddhist hall.

Dealing with one person is the same as dealing with a group.

There's no time like the present, let's teach these people a lesson tonight.

Luo Jingqian, enjoying his good fortune with women, deliberately tried to shift the blame onto others.

And then there's Geng Wan'er and Li Meiyun, who conspired in the backyard in their past life, always harboring evil intentions.

These people need to be taught a lesson; otherwise, they won't be able to vent their anger.

The others, each with their own thoughts, returned to their rooms.

Princess Jinghe called Geng Ruqin back to her room, and they went back together.

"Qin'er, do you still have feelings for your cousin?"

On one side is her own granddaughter, and on the other is her own grandson. In her view, it's a good thing to strengthen family ties through marriage.

However, the situation with my grandson is special.

If people's constitutions are incompatible, even if they get married and consummate their marriage, it will not end well.

Geng Ruqin lowered her head and smiled shyly, "Yes! Qin'er loves her cousin, please grant her wish, Grandmother."

Grand Princess Jinghe sighed, "Alas, it's not that your grandmother is trying to break you up, but that you two are simply not a good match."

"Why?" Geng Ruqin's face turned pale.

She could have been a good matriarch; otherwise, she wouldn't have let it go like this today, with Geng Wan'er and Li Meiyun sitting next to Luo Jingqian.

The matriarch should naturally be magnanimous and have a long-term vision.

"Your mother knows this, and I imagine she has been trying to stop you all along!"

Geng Ruqin nodded, "Indeed! Mother didn't know that my cousin was here too; she just thought I came with you to escape the summer heat."

"Your cousin's illness back then was not sudden."

"His constitution is special; it's just that his bloodline has awakened, causing his qi and blood to clash. When exposed to the sun, his blood will fester and ulcerate."

"Only someone with a compatible constitution can solve his problem. You are not that person."

Geng Ruqin trembled. "Why did Grandmother say I'm unsuitable? Do you have any proof?"

I should at least try to win over the person I've liked for so many years.

She won't give up unless absolutely necessary.

"Your cousin's destined one has appeared. Only she can consummate the marriage with your cousin."

"Others who have relations with your cousin will not have a good ending, and you will be no exception. You will be drained dry and die."

"Qin'er, there are many fine men in the world. Why don't you broaden your horizons a bit?"

Princess Jinghe told the truth, intending to nip this problem in the bud.

Putting aside the issue of physical constitution, Jingqian clearly treated Miss Yang differently.

Geng Ruqin covered her face and went out, then went back to her room and cried bitterly.

On the other side, Han Cuiyin found the Dreamweaver Grass and quickly left the Lotus Seed Pod Space.

If she still had spiritual power, she wouldn't have needed to go through all this trouble.

After enduring until midnight, Han Cuiyin lit the Dreamweaver Grass and began to strike the wooden fish.

This time she didn't chant any spells.

The scent of grass, mingled with the sound of the wooden fish, began to echo through Qingshuang Mountain and the Han residence.

This was a "gift" she gave to everyone in the Han family.

Han Cuiyin gave a cold laugh and began to carry out her plan.

The night is silent, and the Milky Way enters my dreams.

The gift she gave them was called Dream Weaver.

Those who have visited the small Buddhist hall in the Han family mansion will be most deeply influenced.

That night was the most enjoyable for Han Cuiyin.

She can see everyone's dreams.

Dream weaving—that's her innate talent.

If she weren't lacking in ability, she could weave dreams for certain people every night.

Letting them die in their dreams is also a kind of happiness.

Back at the Han residence, everyone's dreams were almost identical.

These people will go to the eighteen levels of hell after they die, where they will experience all the tortures.

Those who have visited the Buddhist temple are especially so.

Han Zhen did not return to the manor, and Granny Wang kept watch over Princess Mingxia at night.

The two sat up at the same time, startled and covered in a cold sweat.

"Granny Wang, were you having a nightmare?"

Princess Mingxia got up and sat at the table, gulping down tea.

"Yes!" Granny Wang was pale and still shaken. "This old servant didn't mean to kill Da Ni, but this old servant's son can't marry an impure person!"

"I did say some inappropriate things when I broke off the engagement, but there's no need for me to suffer in the deepest hell for that!"

After hearing this, Princess Mingxia said, "It seems that although our dreams are different, we arrive at the same destination by different paths."

Such situations are not uncommon in the Han household.

The situation is different on Qingshuang Mountain.

Han Cuiyin had some ulterior motives in punishing Luo Jingqian.

The Dreamweaver she used on Qingshuang Mountain, guided by her, was naturally different from that of the Han family.

This place can be considered a peach blossom dream.

Luo Jingqian is the male protagonist, and all the girls who are interested in him are his confidantes.

Han Cuiyin only stopped burning when the Dreamweed Grass had burned out.

"Finally, I can get a good night's sleep! Luo Jingqian, I wonder if you're satisfied with the gift I gave you?"

Han Cuiyin felt immensely proud.

"Of course I'm not satisfied! You didn't even enter the dream, what's the point?" Just as Luo Jingqian was about to make a move, Han Cuiyin nimbly dodged it.

"You actually found out! Then we're even. It's your fault for shifting the blame. Okay, get out of here, I need to rest."

Han Cuiyin pushed the person out the door and ignored them.

"Your Highness~"

Gao Xiaolan opened her mouth wide and rubbed her eyes in disbelief.

She wasn't mistaken!

"Silence!"

Luo Jingqian then left.

Then Han Cuiyin's door opened. "Xiao Lan, go back and pack your things. We'll go to the left peak of Qingshuang Mountain first thing tomorrow morning."

The next day, before dawn, Han Cuiyin left with a few people, leaving only a note behind.

Little did she know that her departure would throw the villa into complete chaos, and Luo Jingqian truly understood what turmoil meant.