The mistress was reborn and broke off the engagement, the regent cried and begged to marry into the

"Okay, leave now." Shangguan Haitong didn't want to continue dealing with Nanny Fang.

It's late at night, it's time to rest.

Nanny Fang bowed and left.

After she came out, she was surprised to find that her palms were full of sweat. The majesty of a grown-up girl was totally unlike that of a sixteen-year-old girl.

Nanny Fang left in a hurry, as if there was something terrible behind her.

Things have changed in the mansion...

The next morning.

Shangguan Haitong dressed up and went to the main courtyard to pay her respects.

Huan Shuang followed behind with the wooden box in her hands. As soon as she entered the house, the maid ran out in a hurry.

Shangguan Haitong walked to the bedside and saw that her mother seemed to be half asleep and half awake, and asked, "What happened?"

The maid who was on night watch yesterday knelt on the ground and said, "She was fine last night. We called her several times this morning, but she didn't respond. We thought she wanted to sleep a little longer. But there was no movement in the room, so we came in to check. We found out that she was sick again."

"Has anyone asked someone to call a doctor?" Shangguan Haitong sat down and touched his mother's forehead with his hand.

No high fever.

Yang Lanyi was drowsy and could hear people talking, but she felt weak all over and seemed unable to wake up.

Except for Shangguan Kui who was going to court, other masters in the mansion hurried over.

The maid invited a doctor, and everyone waited anxiously while he felt the patient's pulse. After the doctor felt the patient's pulse, he said that it was nothing serious and that he just needed to rest for a few more days.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this.

Aunt Zhou stayed to serve, and the rest left.

Shangguan Haitong returned to the house and asked Huanshuang to put the box back to its original place.

"I didn't expect that Madam is sick again. I don't know how many days it will take for her to recover this time." Huanshuang muttered worriedly.

It may take a long time.

Shangguan Haitong lowered his eyes, remembered something and asked, "Huan Shuang, let me see those storybooks you like."

"Ah? Oh." Huan Shuang immediately went back to the room to get the storybook, "Miss, why do you want to read the storybook?"

"It just happened that I had an idea. I have nothing to do today." Shangguan Haitong took the notebook and opened it.

She has always wondered why Huan Shuang was so stubborn in her previous life, preferring death to compromise.

Being forced to marry, she would rather cut her hair and become a nun than marry. In the end, she tied her hair into a bun and stayed by his side for the rest of her life.

Some words are not something Huanshuang can say. But in her previous life, Huanshuang's words and actions were consistent, which made people admire him.

The storybooks that girls like to read mostly tell stories about the love affairs between talented men and beautiful women.

Shangguan Haitong was not interested from the beginning to the end, and declined all the recommendations made by Huanshuang in the previous life.

The book in my hand only has a few sentences, but it is different from other notebooks.

As I read on, I gradually became fascinated. It's about love, but it's more than just love.

It conveys ideas that are very different from the ideas that women have learned throughout history.

"Women support their families with their weak bodies. At that moment, they are like towering trees."

"I hope that after I die, my epitaph will record my life's achievements, rather than being the wife of someone else, with my full name buried."

"Betrayal is betrayal, and there is no way to forgive it. I hope you and I can part ways and live happily together."

Every word is thought-provoking.

Shangguan Haitong suddenly turned to the first page, wanting to know who wrote it.

The three words "flower grower" came into her sight, but she didn't understand what they meant.

Huanshuang opened her eyes wide and leaned closer: "Isn't it nice? I like Mr. Zhonghua's storybooks, but it's a pity that he hasn't published new works since six years ago. Over the years, the bookstore has repeatedly copied the old storybooks, and I have collected several different versions."

No new books are published, but old books have been copied. Shangguan Haitong looked regretful, Mr. Planting Flowers is afraid...

Huanshuang was very interested: "Miss, do you want to see other works of yours? I have some. Can I get them?"

"Okay." Shangguan Haitong nodded.

Huanshuang was as happy as a bird and flew back quickly to get the treasure to share.

She was very excited: "Every book written by Mr. Planting Flowers is very interesting. I will read it with you, girl."

Shangguan Haitong smiled helplessly.

When she opened Mr. Flower Planting's book, it was like opening up a whole new world.

In Mr. Lu Xun's writings, women can be officials, prime ministers, and emperors. They can get married or not.

Radiate light freely, be confident and free and easy.

Huan Shuang hugged the oldest book and whispered, "Girl, you can't tell anyone about this book. A few years ago, the imperial court issued a notice to ban it. I have been hiding it and dare not show it to anyone."

Shangguan Haitong looked over and saw that it was the book about a woman who finally became the emperor. It was no surprise that it was banned.

If a book like this is written, I think the emperor will not just ban it after knowing it. He will also confiscate the property and exterminate the clan...

She gently stroked the book and said, "Mr. Flower Planter, it's a shame that we met too late. No, maybe it's not too late...

Yong'an Houfu.

Li Xizu was locked up at home for several days and was almost suffocated. As soon as his father was not at home, he immediately went out and went straight to the brothel.

The limelight has passed and the rumors have gradually died down.

He swaggered down the street, satisfied that he didn't hear any more offensive words.

The servant said with a docile smile: "Congratulations, young master. Congratulations, young master. The rumors have been refuted."

"These lowly people are smart. Let's go. I want to have some fun today. Hahaha." Li Xizu laughed particularly happily.

"Yes, yes, yes." The servant complimented.

The group strode towards the brothel with their heads held high, hugging people left and right.

When the madam saw the God of Wealth, she greeted him with a smile that showed her teeth and eyes: "Mr. Li, it's been a long time since you came. Please come upstairs."

Li Xizu is happy today: "This young master is in a good mood. Rewards, all rewards."

The servant took out the banknote.

The madam's eyes lit up instantly, and she stared at the banknotes: "Mr. Li is really generous."

He took out two silver bills and handed them over.

The madam immediately put it away and said, "Look how tactless I am. I will lead the way, young master."

Li Xizu was very satisfied. He hugged the girl and wished he could soak in her arms immediately.

Unexpectedly, they met a group of people when they reached the middle of the stairs.

The leader was the Crown Princess's younger brother Wang Yongrong.

He stood at the stairs holding a girl, looking down and laughing: "Hey, who is this? Isn't your thing useless? You come here to revive your masculinity? The girls have seen everything, and you are useless."

The two had a quarrel over the affair not long ago. Now it can be said that enemies are meeting on a narrow road, and enemies are particularly jealous when they meet.

"Who do you think you are! If you have the guts, come down and let's fight." Li Xizu cursed angrily.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the madam immediately tried to smooth things over: "Calm down, gentlemen. We are all here to have fun, why get angry?"

Wang Yongrong glanced at his enemy's lower body sarcastically: "I'm here to have fun, but he is. Tsk tsk tsk, if I were you I'd be too embarrassed to go out, it's embarrassing. You said your happy event was ruined, your child is gone, and that thing is broken too."

Li Xizu was so angry that he thrust his hips forward: "Whose thing is broken! A dog's mouth can't spit out ivory! I'm still strong!"

Shrugging his shoulders, Wang Yongrong completely ignored the stupid dog's barking: "You are so unlucky, why don't you go to the temple and burn some incense and pray, maybe you can get rid of the bad luck. Everyone please stay away from it. If the bad luck spreads to you, you will be in great trouble."

Li Xizu rolled up his sleeves and rushed forward angrily: "I will beat you to death today!"