Transmigrated into a farmer's lucky charm, all the villains in the family panicked.

Yun Shengsheng moved closer to Princess Yongjia and stared at her face.

"And I saw you too, Princess! You're so beautiful. How could your mother be ugly?"

"This is a basic law of genetics: good looks extend to every generation, and good looks continue from generation to generation."

Yongjia didn't quite understand what "genetics" meant, but she clearly understood the words "You're so pretty too."

She couldn't help but raise her chin, her nose still red, but the corners of her mouth couldn't hide the smug smile: "That's true, my mother is indeed very beautiful. One of the most beautiful in the capital."

"Alright, beautiful princess sister." Yun Shengsheng reached out and pulled her up from the chair. "Let's not get angry over this kind of nonsense, okay? It's not worth getting upset. The angrier you get, the scumbag father will be more pleased. We can't let him get away with it."

"Besides, today is Chinese New Year. If you get angry, you'll bring bad luck into next year!"

Princess Yongjia blinked. "Really!"

Yun Shengsheng nodded earnestly, "That's right, so let's have New Year's Eve dinner together later and stay up all night to chase away bad luck. What do you say!"

Princess Yongjia knew, of course, that Yun Shengsheng was just trying to make her happy.

But she didn't refuse the offer. She sniffed and nodded, "Okay, let's stay up all night together."

The two walked out hand in hand, just in time to see Linlang and Muyu bringing food with them.

Yun Shengsheng smiled and raised her hand, which was clasped with Yongjia's, and shook it: "Brother Linlang, Brother Muyu, let's bring the food to the front hall, have New Year's Eve dinner together, and then stay up all night!"

When Linlang and Muyu saw that Princess Yongjia had not only left the house but also had a smile on her face, their jaws nearly dropped.

The two immediately smiled and then hurriedly led the people to carry the food to the front hall, their steps becoming lighter.

In the shadows of the corridor in the front hall, Mo Ning silently landed behind Yan Shijin and whispered a few words in his ear.

Yan Shijin frowned slightly after hearing this.

It was Liu Yi who had someone inform his imperial aunt about his affair with a mistress.

He didn't want his imperial aunt to be kept in the dark, like a fool managing someone else's household affairs, only to find out that person had another family outside and had both a son and a daughter.

He could understand why his grandfather disagreed with the divorce; at this critical juncture, his grandfather just wanted to maintain stability.

But what he didn't expect was that his uncle, seeing that his grandfather was suppressing the divorce, actually dared to take advantage of the situation and actually suggested bringing his mistress and illegitimate child back to the mansion and adding them to the family genealogy.

In his past life, he only thought that his uncle-in-law, Liu Yi, was a fool who didn't have much ability.

I underestimated him; he's really bold.

Do they really think the royal family is a pushover...?

Yan Shijin narrowed his eyes, a cold smile playing on his lips.

Since the emperor's uncle doesn't know how to appreciate kindness, then he doesn't need to be polite anymore.

I imagine his imperial aunt wouldn't blame him if she found out...

He turned his head and whispered a few words of advice to Mo Ning.

Mo Ning was taken aback after hearing this, her expression changed, and then she bowed and nodded, quietly retreating.

As night fell completely, the entire manor was bathed in the warm glow of red lanterns.

The New Year's Eve dinner was set up in the main hall. During the banquet, Jin and Mr. Wen sat at the head of the table, followed by a few lower-ranking officials, and then the household's prominent stewards and nannies.

Yan Shijin rarely showed a smile and gave everyone a large red envelope. Mr. Wen also gave one to everyone. The servants received so much money that their hands were sore and they couldn't stop smiling.

The room was filled with steam and the atmosphere was lively with clinking glasses.

After the New Year's Eve dinner was cleared away, the servants brought out tea and various snacks, filling the tables in the front hall to the brim.

Just then, snow began to fall gently from the sky.

At first there were only a few flakes, like someone scattering salt from the sky, but then they grew bigger and bigger, falling on the red lanterns, on the green tiles, and on the stone table in the courtyard, casting a hazy, beautiful glow over the entire New Year's Eve.

The servants even dug out a bunch of firecrackers and asked the young masters if they wanted to set them off.

Yun Shengsheng and Yongjia shook their heads in unison. The two of them tacitly hid behind a pillar, only peeking out their heads, covering their ears and waiting for the sound.

Linlang and Muyu were much braver. At first, their hands were shaking when they used incense to light the fuse, but after two rounds, they were no longer afraid.

He grabbed the tinder and started working, soon his clothes were covered in a pungent smell of smoke.

The two of them were so happy that they jumped and danced in the yard, just like two monkeys.

The others laughed along with them.

On the tenth day of the Lunar New Year, Yan Shijin said to Yun Shengsheng, "There's a big market in the town at the foot of the mountain, shall we go check it out?"

Yun Shengsheng was so happy she almost took off on the spot.

She had been cooped up on this mountaintop for half a year, with the martial arts training ground in front of her every morning and Tangtouge in front of her every evening. She had long wanted to go out and get some fresh air.

Princess Yongjia and her companions naturally wanted to go as well, so early the next morning, two carriages drove down the mountain road.

It took two hours to get up, and an hour and a half to get down.

When they arrived at the city gate, Yun Shengsheng lifted the carriage curtain and took a deep breath, feeling as if she could smell the aroma of everyday life.

Although it actually smelled like donkey or horse dung, it was also the smell of freedom.

Yan Shijin led them to the largest restaurant in the city.

He sat by the window on the second floor drinking tea, while Yun Shengsheng and the others went down to the street for a stroll, and he even arranged for someone to protect them.

Yun Shengsheng and Princess Yongjia held hands, with Linlang and Muyu following behind.

The four little ones darted in and out of the shops on the street, chattering away and attracting the attention of passersby, but they didn't seem to care.

I bought a bunch of delicious food and a bunch of little gadgets.

Yun Shengsheng also found a small wooden figurine, which was ugly but unique, and she loved it very much.

Mo Ning watched them having so much fun and felt a little envious, but unfortunately his master preferred quiet, so he could only stay on the sidelines.

Moreover, the master has important matters to attend to this time.

Not long after, a carrier pigeon fluttered down and landed by the window.

Mo Ning reached out and untied the bamboo tube from the carrier pigeon's leg, took out the letter, read it, and walked back to Yan Shijin's side.

"My lord, the Grand Prince Consort now knows that the mother and child were part of a scheme orchestrated against him. And those two children... aren't his either."

Yan Shijin paused for a moment after picking up the teacup, then brought it to his lips and took a slow, deliberate sip.

Mo Ning waited a moment, then asked, "Master, the Grand Prince Consort probably won't pay any more attention to that mother and child. Should we... continue with our plan?"

Yan Shijin put down her teacup and said in a calm tone, "Since my imperial aunt says she wants a divorce, then let's continue..."

Mo Ning didn't ask any more questions, quickly wrote a reply, and stuffed it into the bamboo tube on the carrier pigeon's leg.

The carrier pigeon flapped its wings and flew away.

Before long, a black hawk landed on the windowsill.

Mo Ning's eyes lit up. "Master, you've arrived..."