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

Yun Huai'an pounded on the door so hard it shook the house, shouting at the top of his lungs, "Second brother! Are you home? Open the door, it's your eldest brother!"

There was clearly movement inside, but no one responded.

He banged on the door again.

Just as he was about to kick the door open, it was suddenly pulled open, and Yun Pianpian stood in the doorway with a sullen face.

"Uncle, stop knocking, my parents aren't home." He said, and started to close the door.

Yun Linlin rushed forward and used her body to block the door.

"Wait a minute, Cousin Pianpian!"

She smiled like a flower, "It's okay that my second uncle and aunt aren't here, we can wait inside."

Before Yun Pianpian could react, Yun Linlin had already squeezed through the crack in the door.

Seeing this, Yun Huaikang and Liang Dahua also forced their way through the door.

Yun Pianpian was completely dumbfounded. Were these three robbers?

As soon as Yun Linlin and the other two entered the courtyard, their eyes all fell on Zhen Linqing, and all three of them put on a fawning smile.

Yun Linlin plopped down next to Zhen Linqing.

"Young master, are you feeling better?"

"My sister and I were there when you were injured that day! But we were too late; your second uncle and the others managed to get you home."

Zhen Linqing frowned, looking expressionlessly at the group of uninvited guests, especially Yun Linlin.

"Oh." And then nothing more.

Yun Linlin's smile froze on her face.

Yun Huai'an quickly picked up the conversation, smiling slightly, "Young master, where are you from? Would you like me to help you contact your family?"

"My second brother's place is rather simple. I'm afraid you haven't been resting or eating well lately, have you? My wife is a good cook. How about I have her prepare a nice meal for you to help you recover?"

Liang Dahua nodded gently beside her.

"Yes, young master, what would you like to eat? I'll make it for you!"

Zhen Linqing frowned, somewhat confused about what this family was up to.

Aren't they being a little too attentive to me?

Yun Pianpian knew all too well.

She stepped in front of Zhen Linqing, spreading her arms wide like a mother hen protecting her chicks.

"Uncle and Aunt, you're overthinking it! He's perfectly comfortable at our house, so you two don't need to worry about him."

"My parents probably won't be back until tonight. You should go back first. We can talk about it when they get back."

Having said all that, a normal person would have already said goodbye.

But Yun Huai'an and his companions had finally managed to get into the house, and even met His Highness the Crown Prince inside. If they were to leave now, wouldn't their trip have been in vain?

Yun Huai'an straightened his face and immediately adopted the airs of an elder.

"Pianpian, how dare you speak to your elders like that? Is this how your parents taught you?"

"Your aunt and I finally made the trip, and you didn't even offer us a glass of water! You have no manners at all!"

Being criticized and talked about to her face in her own home made Yun Pianpian's face turn green instantly. With her fiery temper, how could she tolerate this? She rolled up her sleeves, ready to unleash a torrent of abuse.

Before she could even speak, Zhen Linqing slammed her hand on the table, and the teacup shattered into three pieces with a loud "crack".

He stared coldly at the three of them, a mocking smile playing on his lips.

"This is the first time I've ever seen someone show up uninvited and act like it's their own home. They're here gossiping and making the host do this and that. You guys really have a thick skin."

Upon hearing this, the three men's faces turned pale instantly.

This is the heir apparent of the Ming Prince's Mansion! If you accidentally anger him, you could lose your head!

"P-Pianpian is my niece. I'm just saying this because she's so old and still doesn't know how to respect her elders..." Yun Huai'an chuckled awkwardly, his voice lowered.

Zhen Linqing wasn't buying it and coldly retorted.

"Only those who deserve respect are called elders; those who disrespect their elders are nothing but trash."

Upon hearing this, Yun Pianpian, who had been angry with him, suddenly felt relieved.

Even the kiss I received before seems forgivable now.

Yun Pianpian withdrew her gaze and glared at Yun Huai'an again: "What exactly do you want with my parents?"

Yun Huai'an coughed, his expression changing several times.

"I heard that your father brought Ziyan to live with us and felt that it was too much of a burden for you. Your father is just a gardener; he can't even support your family, let alone another child. So I was thinking of easing your father's burden by having Ziyan come live with us."

"After all, Ziyan is my fourth brother's child. As the eldest son in the family, I naturally have the obligation to take care of the younger generation."

Yun Pianpian was so angry she laughed.

"Uncle, that's a very nice thing to say. My cousin Ziyan is already ten years old this year. Before my parents brought him home, why didn't you do anything about it?"

"I've never seen you take care of your younger cousin even for a single day."

"We just brought him here and wanted to take good care of him, and now you're coming to snatch him away? Isn't that absurd?"

"Could it be that you have some ulterior motive?"

"You brat, what nonsense are you spouting!" Liang Dahua scolded guiltily.

Zhen Linqing narrowed her eyes, her gaze sweeping over like a knife.

Liang Dahua's arrogance vanished instantly: "We...we didn't mean that. We just suddenly remembered it. Ziyan has suffered so much, and we wanted to make it up to him and take care of him..."

"Besides, Ziyan is Fourth Brother's child, not yours. If you can raise him, why can't we?"

Yun Pianpian sneered. These people are shameless.

She realized that nothing she said mattered, and she couldn't actually chase the person out with a broom.

I simply said nothing and continued doing my needlework.

Zhen Linqing watched her quietly as she did needlework.

With him around, Yun Huai'an and the other two didn't dare to make a sound. They could only sit there staring at each other, as quiet as chickens.

Yun Linlin tried to strike up a conversation with Zhen Linqing several times, but she was met with indifference. He completely ignored her.

The main reason is that Zhen Linqing is already eighteen years old, and he really doesn't want to lower himself to the level of an eight-year-old child.

But he really didn't like Yun Linlin. This little kid was full of cunning, and her face was full of the flattery and shrewd calculations he was used to seeing.

In comparison, he preferred someone like Yun Pianpian, who wore her heart on her sleeve; she was happy when she was happy, and unhappy when she was unhappy, without any beating around the bush.

Zhen Linqing's gaze unconsciously fell on Yun Pianpian's puffed-up profile.

Suddenly, he understood something: why he treated this girl differently. It was probably her straightforwardness, like a sword without a sheath—not particularly refined, but its strength lay in one word: authenticity.

Time passed slowly, and it was almost noon.

The courtyard gate was finally pushed open.

When Yun Huaikang returned with his family, their faces were all grim. When they saw Yun Huai'an and his two companions in the courtyard, their expressions turned even more unpleasant.

Gan Yuwan couldn't help but ask, "Brother and sister-in-law, what are you doing in our house...?"