If you keep making noise, I won’t stand it anymore!

After returning from Luojia Village, Gu Duzhong has been silent and no one has deliberately disturbed him. Even Little Seventeen and Little Sixteen, who had been pestering him these past few days, have become much quieter.

After dinner, Gu Duzhong stopped Doctor Wang and Meixiang and said that he had something to ask them. Meixiang thought about it and took them to the small study outside her room. This was a treatment only available to people with a very private relationship.

"Miss Xiang'er, this, this may not be appropriate. Should we change the place?" Gu Duzhong asked, feeling both moved and embarrassed.

Mei Xiang smiled naturally and said, "There's nothing inappropriate. You are all my elders and teachers. No one will gossip if you go to my study. Besides, many of my manuscripts, writing brushes, inkstones, and paper are in there, so it's convenient to use them."

When Doctor Wang and Gu Duzhong sat at Meixiang's large and somewhat scary conference table, they were shocked and filled with awe.

Meixiang's room is probably the largest room in the entire Liu Mansion. The layout is similar to Gu Duzhong's room, and it is also a suite. It occupies one-third of the main courtyard of the beautiful woman and the entire west side, and looks like a " " shape from the outside.

The study is a most common rectangular building, and the furnishings inside are not as complicated as those in Haoyue's regular study. It faces south and when you enter through the main door, what catches your eye is a whole wall of bookshelves densely packed with books of all kinds, but most of them are related to herbs.

Below the bookshelf was a row of small cabinets with doors that were as high as mid-thighs. They should contain various sundries, because he just saw Xiao San taking out tea from one of the cabinets.

In front of the bookshelf is a very large desk, which is about as long as an adult and half as wide as a person. There are books and papers scattered on the desk. Behind the desk is a slightly taller wooden chair, which is suitable for Meixiang's height. But one cannot help but wonder, can Xiaosan see Meixiang's face through this desk?

To the left of the desk, where Doctor Wang and Doctor Gudu were sitting, was a vertical conference table that was slightly larger than the desk. Ten wooden chairs were placed around the table, with four sets of writing brushes, inkstones, and paper on them.

Behind this conference table is an entire blank wall with no decoration at all, leaving no doubt that it is reserved for placing bookshelves.

Because a floor-to-ceiling bookshelf has been installed on the right side of the desk, which is opposite the conference table.

There is a guqin placed against the wall on the left side of the entrance. It looks very valuable at first glance. This must be the guqin that has been disfigured beyond recognition and made Liu Meihua jealous.

Going straight to the right of the entrance, there is a light blue door curtain embroidered with simple and elegant flowers. Lifting the door curtain should be Meixiang's boudoir and the legendary terrifying library that is guarded by someone all year round.

"I say, Xiang'er, are you planning to immerse yourself in books?" Doctor Wang suppressed the shock in his heart and teased in a nonchalant manner.

Meixiang glanced at the two old men who had not yet completely recovered from the shock in their eyes, and thought of the ten years of "darkness". She felt an inexplicable pain in her heart, and her left hand involuntarily grasped the Buddhist beads on her wrist and began to twirl them.

The two old gentlemen were sensitive to Meixiang's emotional ups and downs. After looking at each other, Doctor Wang spoke hurriedly: "I'm just curious about so many books. It's okay not to answer. Don't embarrass yourself."

Meixiang lowered her head and quickly turned the Buddhist beads in her left hand. When the beads in her hand turned slower and slower and finally stopped at the first bead, she took a deep breath and raised her head.

He pulled the corners of his mouth to reveal a smile without any smile, "Actually, there is nothing inconvenient or difficult. It's just that every time I bring up this topic, I still feel a little sad for some reason."

"Master should know most about my identity and life experience, and Mr. Gu Du should have heard of it as well," Mei Xiang continued after the two gentlemen nodded, "From my enlightenment until the end of the so-called 'tribulation' in March this year, I spent most of my time in this room. The rest of the time I either dug herbs in the back mountain or went to the government office alone to sell herbs."

The two old gentlemen were shocked again. Meixiang waved her hand and stopped them from speaking. She continued, "What you see now is only a very small part. Look," she pointed to the room on the right with her chin, "that's the whole room. There are still many that should have been moved away by Chen Da and his men."

"There was a period of time, probably when I was four or five years old. Only when I opened my eyes every day and saw different books on the table could I convince myself that I was loved and had a father." Meixiang spoke calmly as if she was telling someone else's story, but the sadness in her eyes could not be concealed no matter what.

"I only saw that person once when I was ten years old, and his face is blurry now. I don't know when I will see him again..."

Seeing the two old gentlemen's expressions of reluctance, Meixiang smiled and said, "Sometimes I wonder if I am too ungrateful. I have food and clothes provided for me, and I have endless books to read and endless teachers to teach. I am much happier than most of the children in Haoyue. Mother gave up everything in the capital just to grow up with me. In fact, she felt even more miserable than I did, but she never said it."

"But, people are always greedy. But sir, what is my responsibility? What is my life? If Master Fazhi hadn't arrived at that time, if I had gritted my teeth and held on for a little longer, just a little longer, I would have stayed in that world. Then what does all this have to do with me?"

Meixiang originally thought that she had accepted all of this willingly, but now she realized that deep down in her heart she was resentful and unwilling to accept it.

Situ Yidong, who was leaning against the shadow outside the door, felt a pain in his heart after hearing these words, the kind of pain that came from the cracks in his bones. His girl had lived a hard life before. Yes, his girl. The girl he was willing to protect for the rest of his life.

The beautiful woman who was also standing outside the door was already in tears, biting her lips tightly to prevent herself from crying out loud. Nanny Chen hugged her silently and gently stroked her back.

Gu Duzhong in the room looked at the little girl in front of him. She had already shouldered too much at such a young age, for Haoyue and for the people. He gritted his teeth, made up his mind, and spoke.

"Miss Xiang'er, I don't have any other skills, but I can teach you general medical skills. When I get back, I will immediately write to my colleagues and friends who run pharmacies to recommend the medicinal materials of Luojia Village to them."