Ran Residence.
Ever since Ran Qingchen returned home, Old Madam Ran had been clutching her precious granddaughter's hand, unwilling to let go.
As news of the drastic changes in Qingzhou arrived, the old lady worried incessantly, even dragging her aged body to the imperial palace to implore the Emperor to send someone to save her granddaughter.
Now that she saw her beloved granddaughter return safely, the old lady finally let go of the anxiety that had gripped her heart.
"Qingchen, from now on, don't be an official anymore."
Old Madam Ran, looking at her granddaughter who had lost quite a bit of weight, said with immense tenderness and concern,
"No matter how big or heavy the burden of the Ran Family is, it's not your turn to carry it. Just practice your swordsmanship peacefully, and do whatever you like. The Ran Family has your Uncle Jin Yi, it won't collapse."
As she spoke, the old lady turned her head and glared at a middle-aged man with a mustache sitting below,
