Just after the conferring ceremony, early the next morning, a group of formally dressed guests came to the manor.

After seeing Arthur sitting in the living room, they immediately burst into smiles and said humble words: "My lord, the Duke."

Then he signaled to Ivy: "I haven't seen the princess for a few years, and you are even more beautiful."

At this time, the maid Rachel suddenly stopped serving coffee for the visitor, with an expression of disbelief on her face: "Earl Langford?"

She immediately withdrew her professional smile, threw the bowl indifferently on the small table in front of them, let out a sneer from her nose, turned around and left.

The Earl of Longford's family suddenly looked embarrassed, their faces turned red and white, and the old earl stood up first, and bowed down to apologize to Arthur who had been silent on the sofa: "I was blind at the beginning and offended His Excellency by my rude words, please forgive me!" Mister, use your broad-mindedness to forgive me a little. After all, a hero-like figure will not care about a fool."

Arthur's good upbringing made him unable to remain indifferent. He forced a smile and politely replied to the old man with a small head in front of him: "Mr. Earl, you must remember what you said yourself better than me. You think you should forgive me. Then there is nothing wrong with forgiving, don't you think?"

The Earl of Longford and his eldest son Max couldn't help sweating profusely. It was a typical autumn weather in the house, but they were already too hot.

As soon as Arthur picked up a horned melon from the crystal dish, the old earl hurriedly and courteously presented a fruit knife, and even pointed the tip of the knife at himself carefully, lest it hurt the noble Mr. Duke.

However, Ivy had no reason to think of him poking the bridge of Arthur's nose with a cane. It is too ironic to compare this situation and this scene.

"Ah, Your Excellency the Duke..." Max took his father's words and expressed his praise, "You are now a great hero praised by the whole of Great Britain, and even Mr. Beethoven composed a symphony for you to celebrate your victory. I think you won't mind my father's little gaffe.

In particular, my younger sister often chanted your name in the boudoir, and scolded her short-sighted father more than a hundred times for this. Considering your past friendship with my younger sister, you might as well be tolerant. "

"Sister, do you think it is?" The eyes of Max and the old Earl of Longford immediately turned to the woman who had been sitting in the corner and did not dare to intervene, and she raised her face, revealing her face covered by the brim of a wide-brimmed hat.

"You're right." The woman's voice was as thin as a mosquito, almost forced to refrain from responding.

Ivy recognized her for a while before realizing that she was her brother's former lover, Catherine.

She used to be a noble lady with delicate skin and fresh water, but now she has turned into a withered, yellow and shriveled apple, all the luster on which her charm has been blooming has disappeared, and she has become an old girl who has disappeared from everyone.

Arthur was sitting opposite her, but the distance between them had turned upside down.

Time passed, and the stars that he could only look up to fell into nameless dust in the mud.And the poor boy who was despised by everyone in the past has become a marshal and duke with glory.

She is already 30 years old, and no one is willing to come to ask for marriage. The destiny of a woman in this era is to marry and have children. After that golden age, she becomes a withered rose, wilting rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Ivy stared at her with drooping eyebrows as a bystander, and her mind suddenly became filled with sadness.

It is obvious that women and men are equal in body and soul, but they can only be the ribs of the latter forever, embedded in neglected body parts forever, reduced to a vassal, or even a shameful burden.

A man who is unmarried at the age of 30 is suave, but a woman who is still an old girl at this age is the object of sin and a laughing stock.

Discrimination is the same as girdles. The latter violates women's bodies, while the former depresses their hearts and deprives them of self-esteem.These are the most important things to be a healthy person.

A woman lives not to be a walking dead who can take care of her husband and raise children, let alone a machine for carrying on the family line, but to be a healthy person, a human individual who has rights and is respected.

However, in this dark night sky, Ivy can't see the light flickering in it, only endless humiliation and blows, trapping thousands of women in this prison built of contempt and oppression, locked in the dusty prison for thousands of years. Beneath the ice, fear lurks at the ends of their bones, panting menacingly in the depths of their souls.

The warrior who tried to awaken was strangled by the throat, forcefully gouged out the eyes longing for the sun, extinguished the candles that lit the way, and was swallowed into the belly of the devil.

But even the most humble and ordinary men can rely on merit and praise to achieve a leap in class, but what about them?

The gender they belong to has been branded as a subordinate product, their extraordinary talent and brains are just an excuse to attract gossip, and the only appearance that can make people stand out is also aging in a blink of an eye. This world is a cage they can never break free from.

Ivy remained silent from beginning to end, and Arthur also did not respond to the request of the Earl of Longford's family.And when they saw that Mr. Duke was indifferent, they immediately couldn't sit still.

The old earl swayed from the sofa with a trembling body, came over and pulled his daughter to Arthur, pointed to her and said, "Please believe that my daughter Catherine is still infatuated with you. You were thousands of years ago. You just picked her out of the roses, you shouldn't change your mind, right?"

His eldest son also echoed: "Your Excellency, I don't think you will forget the friendship you had back then. First love is often sweet and precious, and this memory should be kept for a long time."

They regard the so-called apple of the eye, the beloved younger sister as a tool to curry favor, and give it to their elder brother like a gift.

And Catherine was already afraid to look directly at the Duke of Wellington, who was regarded as a hero, but she still had to make a sweet smile willingly, and stared affectionately at her former lover.

Arthur shook his head: "I always remember the warmth that your jewel in the palm once gave me. Her love allowed me to survive in India. Of course I will never forget it."

The Earl of Longford was immediately relieved, but it was like selling a commodity: "I dare to swear on the title and reputation, Catherine is still a pure virgin, worthy to be your bride."

Max spoke up: "I can also vouch for my sister. Her body is as pure and beautiful as an angel. For a character like you, only a virgin is worthy of being your wife."

They promote this proud virtue, like touching a precious porcelain to brag and boast, which reminds Ivy of the execution seen in the square a few days ago, a well-dressed gentleman whipped his fiancée in public , just because she betrayed herself and eloped with her childhood sweetheart, the wind rolled up her skirt, and Ivy could even see her chastity belt clearly.

A metal belt made of copper and iron is tightened between the legs and wraps around the lower body of the lady to satisfy the terrible sexual desire of the man.

Husbands use it to bind the chastity of their wives, to ensure her absolute loyalty to themselves, not to allow the slightest desire for possession, but to indulge themselves in sleeping with different women from all walks of life, seeking flowers and willows, and complacently spreading illegitimate children.

Such a brazen tool, she will never let it appear again, and it should be reduced to ashes along with the dark patriarchal society that now dominates.

Anna scoffed at the marriage, opened her gray eyeballs, and played with the emerald jewelry she had just acquired: "In my opinion, they should be expelled when they come to the door, and an old girl who can't be married is delusional. Tucked into Wellesley's estate, we're not a dump."

"Mother!" Arthur stopped her from further insulting, with a bit of annoyed expression on his face, "Please show respect to Catherine, she is a good girl."

"Good girl?" Anna only had bright and crystal jewels in her eyes, and her eyes were greedy and satisfied. "A pheasant with its feathers plucked thinks it is a phoenix."

Arthur has always disliked arguing with others, especially when facing his biological mother, he lost interest in arguing.

He didn't bother to respond, he glanced and saw his sister planting a bunch of goose yellow tulips in the garden outside the window.

He walked towards her, and the long black shadow covered the delicate petals. Ivy raised her head and met her brother's pupils.

"I'm getting married... Do you think my choice is right?" He looked a little hesitant, turned his face slightly, avoided her eyes, and leaned over to smell the non-existent smell of tulips.

"If you don't think marriage will be painful for both of you, then don't struggle."

Even if Catherine only had awe and blind admiration for Arthur, there was no resonance between the two.

But Ivy believes that as long as the two parties are willing, she has no right to stop her brother's decision.

He raised his head in the luxuriant tulip bushes, stared at her face suddenly, his voice trembled a little: "Ivy...do you really suggest that?"

In the sea-blue pupils, emotions of surprise, astonishment, and bewilderment were entwined, and drilled into her brain along with these incredible eyes.

"As long as you confirm that you can bring her happiness, then I support your choice without a doubt. But if you cheat this poor woman's affection just because of sympathy and pity, and think that marrying her is a kind of salvation, then forgive me I will not stand on the same line with you, even if you are my brother."

Ivy's attitude was so determined that he closed his eyes and said, "I'm sure I still love her."

"Then stick to your original intention to fulfill the marriage contract and take on your responsibilities."

Her face remained calm, as if she didn't care about this matter, reminding him with an attitude of staying out of the way that her identity was as his sister, not anything else.

He couldn't find out the real emotion in her heart, a trace of loneliness flashed across her face, like night fell, but it disappeared very quickly.

The disappointment rising in his heart was quickly suppressed, and his rationality stopped the overturning waves in time, with only a slight splash, he immediately returned to calm.

She squatted down again and buried her head in the tulip bush. He almost lost his composure for a moment, and was about to reach out to grab her exposed slender wrist bones, but in an instant, the light rain fell from the sky, dripping and rippling on the skin. With a wondrous ripple, sobriety regained the upper hand.

"The weather in England is really damn." He cursed in a low voice, and stretched out his hand to pull Ivy up from the ground naturally, "Go back quickly."

The author has something to say:

A few days ago, I read "The Death of a Princess" by Taiwanese scholar Li Zhende. The eldest princess of Lanling in the Northern Wei Dynasty was a princess above ten thousand people, but she was beaten to death by her son-in-law Liu Hui. With support, he was reinstated as an official, and he was safe and sound. The reason was that the family ugliness was not publicized, and the law was only used to protect the dignity and reputation of men, and there were almost no inclinations towards women.

Empress Dowager Ling was very angry and said, "Since ancient times, how can there be such a poor woman? It is because of this that I am sad!"

After the whole trial, she was the only one who resisted all opinions and intervened under the pressure of the government and the opposition, insisting on the death penalty for Liu Hui.

Because only a woman has pity on a woman, and only she has the right to avenge blood relatives.Although such resistance was extremely small, it was still severely suppressed by patriarchy.

Current laws and concepts have been advocating equal rights for men and women.But that era was too dark, and women could hardly claim any rights.

Therefore, the appearance of several women in power such as Catherine the Great, Elizabeth I, Queen Victoria, etc. is very precious.

But they also broke through the barriers of the dark world constructed by many men to get the scepter. The losers such as Mary Stuart, even though she is the Queen of Scots, are still not recognized by the Holy See and the Parliament because of her female status. , was forced to flee to England, and was eventually executed in the Tower of London.

Including Catherine of Aragon, even though she was the daughter of the double kings, she led her own army to suppress the Scottish rebellion, but because of her husband's love and derailment, she was sentenced to divorce by the church and died lonely.

The reality is cruel, so the ambition of the heroine of this article is not pure greed and desire. She has always had a sense of mission. As a woman influenced by modern thinking, she is more painful than the aborigines in it, just like the poetess Di Jin Sen's poem "I can endure the darkness. If I have never seen the light", is in such an endless abyss. Since she has been sent to this era, she has to shoulder the burden and shoulder her responsibilities. Women who have lived for thousands of years are heading towards their dawn.

She wants to build a country with equal rights between men and women, but under the current conditions, the deep-rooted concepts and oppression are difficult to change. She has to take extreme measures to resist and destroy the stubborn superiors in order to rebuild the new order.Therefore, it will appear crazy and unreasonable, but at this time the only way she can fight.

Of course, after establishing an ideal country, she will be a rational, tolerant, and loving ruler. Awakening and civilizing are her original intentions, and everything now is just a way.

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