Beigong's Residence.

Lin Ranran got out of a carriage with Mumu in her arms, and then they arrived outside the mansion. Before she could enter, the servants outside blocked her way.

"Who are you? How dare you break into the Beigong's Residence? Do you want to die?"

Lin Ranran looked up and stared at the unfamiliar face in front of her. Was this the way the Beigong family treated their guests?

Just like the owner, the dog looked down upon people with its eyes.

Lin Ranran snorted coldly, swung her sleeve, and the servant fainted directly.

When the remaining servant saw what Lin Ranran had done, his vision darkened and he nearly fell to the ground.

He looked at Lin Ranran in fear. This woman was so weird. With a wave of her hand, his companion fainted.

Lin Ranran was no longer in the mood to tease him when she saw that the servant, who had been so arrogant a moment ago, looked like a coward now.

"Take me to see your patriarch."

The servant didn't know who Lin Ranran was. She was a beautiful young woman with a child. As soon as she spoke, she wanted to see the master of the family. Could it be that she was the mistress kept by the master?

There were many women around the patriarch. Thinking of it, it was really possible.

"Please wait for a moment. I'll go in and report to the Patriarch."

Seeing how flustered he was, Lin Ranran didn't know why he was so nervous. Since he wanted to report, she would let him do it. It was still early anyway.

A moment later, a servant led a woman dressed in luxurious clothes, followed by a dozen servants carrying weapons.

Looking at this situation, it didn't look like they came to welcome her, but like they came to fight her.

After falling into the hands of Beigong Qingyun, the Beigong's Residence became worse and worse.

The leading woman dressed in luxurious clothes, but her face was sinister. She didn't like her at first glance, but after taking a closer look, she found that this woman was actually an acquaintance.

The woman came to the door with more than ten servants and ordered directly, "Arrest this woman."

Before a dozen servants could get close to Lin Ranran, white smoke drifted past their eyes. They fell to the ground and lost their ability to move.

Lin Ranran' s mouth slightly curled up at the corner, looking at the woman and said with a smile, "Aunt, long time no see. Is this how you welcome me back home?"

The more Mrs. Yang looked at the woman in front of her carefully, the more frightened she became.

She had just noticed this woman's beauty, so she wanted these servants to beat her to death. If she was allowed to enter Beigong family, the master would definitely be mesmerized. However, she didn't expect that the woman in front of her was none other than the eldest legitimate daughter of Beigong family, Lin Ranran?

She had forgotten that today was the day Lin Ranran returned home.

Mrs. Yang immediately showed a kind smile on her face, "Oh, Ranran, you're back. Come in and have a seat. Your Uncle has been waiting for you for a long time."

Mrs. Yang rolled her eyes at the servant next to her. What a fool! It was Lin Ranran who came back, but he insisted that the master's mistress brought her child back. She would deal with this servant later.

" Aunt, the Beigong family is really getting worse and worse in the hands of Uncle. He can't even manage a little servant well. He has offended me and I don't care about it. If he offends a big shot and implicates Uncle and Aunt, what would happen?"

"That's right, that's right. Ranran, you're right. Aunt will tell your Uncle about this. We'll definitely strengthen the discipline of the servants in the mansion."

Mrs. Yang craned her neck and looked around.

"Why didn't Xue'er come back with you, Ranran. You two live in the Eastern Palace and you ought to support each other."

Lin Ranran pretended to be surprised. "Is my sister coming back with me? I didn't know. Why didn't she tell me? Or I would have waited."

Lin Ranran found a random excuse for herself and Mrs. Yang couldn't say anything else about it, so she invited Lin Ranran into the mansion. The head of the family must have been waiting for a long time.

Lin Ranran came to the hall and sat for a while. Beigong Qingyun, the head of the family, soon arrived.

Despite being in his middle age, he maintained a well-groomed appearance. With a mustache and a pair of discerning eyes, he appeared to be in his early thirties.

Lin Ranran looked at Beigong Qingyun up and down, and then a smile appeared on her face.

"Uncle is here. Please take a seat. I have spent countless years wandering outside, completely unaware of the current situation of the Beigong family."

"Don't worry, Ranran. With Uncle taking care of the Beigong family, everything will be fine. That way, your grandfather can guard the borders with peace of mind."

The Beigong family had two sons. One was Lin Ranran's biological father, Beigong Qingshan, a well-known general who was killed nineteen years ago.

The other son, Beigong Qingyun, was proficient in business and was now in charge of the entire Beigong family.

Beigong Qingshan had inherited his father's business and stationed at the frontier fortress, so that his father could retire early. However, something unexpected had happened and Beigong Qingshan had died miserably, so his father had to go for battle in armor again. He only saw Lin Ranran once when she returned to the Beigong family. Then, they had no more connections.

As far as Lin Ranran could remember, her grandfather was the only one who cared for her in such a big family. It was just a pity that he had to stay at the border and couldn't take care of her.

Hearing that Beigong Qingyun was taking good care of Beigong's Residence, she couldn't help chuckling.

"Uncle, as I just came here, the servant outside the gate didn't allow me to come in. If I had known that the Beigong's Residence didn't welcome me, I wouldn't have come back."

"You're saying that out of anger, aren't you, Ranran. Beigong's Residence will always be your home. Why wouldn't you be allowed to come back? This must be your son, right? He's so good-looking. What's his name?"

"Lin Mumu."

Beigong Qingyun frowned slightly and didn't seem very satisfied.

"Ranran, Mumu is the son of the prince after all. Is it appropriate for him to have the surname Lin? Even if the prince agrees, His Majesty will not agree."

"Don't you think you're meddling too much, Uncle. The prince doesn't mind that, and neither has His Majesty. How can you be so eager to express your opinion? Can you be more powerful than the prince and His Majesty?"

What Lin Ranran said made Beigong Qingyun speechless. How dare he have such thoughts?

Lin Ranran was even harder to deal with than she was three years ago.

"How could Uncle think like that, Ranran? You've must be tired after a long journey. I still keep the room used to be yours, so you can take a rest first. Come back for lunch when Xue'er is back."

Lin Ranran didn't mind that. These people must be up to no good by gathering here. She would deal with them as she could.

Lin Ranran returned to her small courtyard with Mumu in her arms. This was a side courtyard of the Beigong's Residence. Because it was small and old, even the concubines in the residence were unwilling to live here.

When she first came to the Beigong's Residence, Beigong Qingyun directly arranged the courtyard for her as if she had gained extra advantage.

What he didn't know was that when she was in the countryside, she lived in a palace.