The reason why the female ghost Hongluan died tragically was that Fang's insidious and vicious concubine was one aspect, and Xiang He'an's cruelty was also a major reason. Even if he had a little affection for her or had a sense of treating her as a human being, it would not be like this. Is it because in this world that men abandoned women like a waste and regarded their wives and concubines as items that could be trampled on by them at will?

The love and love in this world are simply unreliable. Unfortunately, female ghosts always cannot understand this point. Otherwise, why did the female ghost Hongluan still have to be obsessed with Xiang and An Nian after stepping onto the Naihe Bridge? She said that she was rude and loyal, but she was actually still in love. Otherwise, how could she say something that she asked him to accompany her underground?

Qinghuan drank the tea made by Madam Wang and watched Cui'er busy cleaning up. Xiang He'an has been staying with her these days. Although she is heavy and cannot have sex with him, she doesn't need to hook Xiang He'an with her body. Just a few eyes are enough to make Xiang He'an fascinated. Although he was eating a lot early, he has read a few pictures of the erotic palace. However, except for Aunt Fang, who is a child from the family, the other wives and concubines are serious. Even Aunt Fang, she is just relaxed in bed and has a good voice, which makes Xiang He'an's soul hook. But those little tricks are far worse than Qinghuan.

Although Aunt Fang's charming skills are not very good and her appearance is average, she is better at mastering the skills of home fighting. Her previous master's mistress was a noble family, and she fought all year round. Under her influence, Aunt Fang also learned the art of home fighting, and even could learn from it by learning from one example. Didn't you see that even the female members of the Shangshu Mansion who had no desires and no desires were burned by her?

Unfortunately, her health is not good, otherwise she would not have been discovered by her mistress when she seduced her master, so she gave it to Xiang He'an. It's a pity that Xiang He'an thought she had received the most wonderful gift in her life, but in fact she was just picking up the torn shoes that others didn't want.

However, Qinghuan learned a lot from her. When she was alive, she was also a daughter-in-law of a wealthy family. Although she was born in a vassal and was not favored, she saw a lot of fighting in the inner house. She was rare in such a way as Aunt Fang that could be used even as a servant. In the past, she did not compete with others and became cannon fodder between her sisters. Now she realized that there are always times when this person lives in this world, if you don’t cause trouble, you will come to provoke you.

Qinghuan is like a thirsty sponge. She is now in both worlds, she is crazy about learning knowledge. No matter how poor or low, whether it is high or low, whether it is charming or bedding, she learns it very seriously. Because she knows that only in this way can she repay kindness, and only in this way can she find the meaning of her life and slowly restore the body, which is covered in bruises.

But... she still felt that it was not enough. She was tired of reading the Four Books and Five Classics, the Women’s Ethics, and had already memorized it. She didn’t want to be immersed in such a struggle all day long, and she felt that she could become stronger!

Yes, as long as she works hard, nothing is something she can't do.

While alive, Qinghuan had read books, but she was not very good at all. In the world of the female ghost Qiqi, as a brothel, the madam had asked her master to teach her, but in the end, those things were all for serving men and pleasing men, and they never went deeper. Although Qinghuan looked down on Xiang He'an, Xiang He'an was indeed a genius in terms of learning. Therefore, during her pregnancy, Qinghuan used her study to inspire the child, so that the child would be born in the future, just like the father being a high-ranking official. Xiang He'an was fascinated by her again, and almost whatever Qinghuan said was what Qinghuan said. So during her study, once she encountered an unsolved problem, Qinghuan would ask Xiang He'an for advice.

Xiang He'an naturally said everything, because whenever he answered the problem for Qinghuan, that night, she would serve him with joy and happiness, like a god.

He never thought about why Qinghuan wanted to study, and he naturally believed that clumsy reason. Qinghuan didn't know whether he should be open-minded or stupid as to Xiang He'an. No wonder the fire broke out in the backyard. He was still in front of him and was just a guy who reacted very slowly. But perhaps, in Xiang He'an's heart, no matter how much a woman reads, she can't make any waves.

The world is too harsh on women and even kills their wisdom and abilities.

Qinghuan had envied her benefactor's decisiveness before and was a man of a man's ambition, but it was not until now that she realized how much sweat was hidden under the surface of the lotus, and success without hard work could never last long.

I hope that her awakening will be enough to save her from now on.

Even if she has died and is heartbroken, she still has to be worthy of herself, her benefactor, and the little girl who left her in Naihe Bridge.

Speaking of the little girl... I don't know where she went, where she was, and whether she was doing well? Qinghuan narrowed her eyes and thought about it. It should be good. As a young girl, she can balance the countless unjust souls of the Wangchuan River. She has strong natural abilities. I just hope that she will be safe, which is enough.

While thinking about it, Madam Wang brought a tray with a small exquisite celadon bowl on it, covering it with a lid. When she arrived in front of Qinghuan, she put down the push plate, took out the porcelain bowl respectfully, lifted the lid, and put it in the spoon.

It turned out to be a bowl of bird's nest that was slowly simmered over low heat.

"Madam Luan, this was something the old lady asked the kitchen to stew for you. She said she wanted you to replenish your body well, but don't be wronged by the young master who was not born."

Qinghuan expressed his understanding of such words that only value children. Not to mention the old lady, even she felt the wonderful thing of "pregnancy" for the first time. When she was alive, she had already lost the qualification to be a mother. Now the fetus in her belly is naughty and moving from time to time, Qinghuan still feels very novel. "I understand. If you reply to the old lady on my behalf, you will say Hongluan for your care and will live up to the old lady's beauty."

Madam Wang was very satisfied. She felt that among these four aunts, Aunt Luan was the most kind and most likeable. Unlike Aunt Fang, her tail was almost up to the sky. I really wanted to see that one day, her face showed a look of despair and humility! They are all slaves, so why pretend to be a master? It's best not to be strong in your belly, and you can't give birth to anything!

Looking at Madam Wang's expression, how could Qinghuan not guess what she was thinking in her heart? She smiled lightly and picked up the bird's nest, but suddenly smelled a strange smell in her nose.

I really don't care about beauty at all.

Emperor Yuanshou had never seen women cry. The concubines in his harem were beautiful, laughing, anger and scolding, and even when they were crying, they tried to leave a perfect impression on him and would never tolerate any flaws. Of course, this has something to do with his serious obsession with cleanliness, especially Concubine Li. According to the secret guards, even if she cries, she would practice in front of the mirror for half an hour. Which angle is the most beautiful, and how to perfectly combine the curve of the tears with her chin... are all exquisite.

This silly cat was not. He cried so hard that he cried and wiped his eyes all over his clothes. He clearly didn't treat him as the emperor. It was fine if he cried, but he still howled at the top of his throat, and rubbed his eyes while crying. He was really a slight image. He was useless to lose his delicate and beautiful face, which was really a shame.

The beauty shed tears, making her feel like her parents died.

In the end, Emperor Yuanshou surrendered. He held Qinghuan in his arms and persuaded him to coax: "Okay, okay, it's my fault. Don't cry, okay? Good cat, I won't limit you tonight. You can eat whatever you want, and eat as much as you want, okay?"

Tears stopped immediately like a valve. Emperor Yuanshou was so amused that he couldn't cry. The silly cat accepted the food. There was a pool of precious koi from small overseas countries in the yard of his bedroom. When this silly cat was still a cat, he squatted there every day to watch it. He was always envious. After becoming a human, he loved to eat fish. She had already harmed her a lot and all of them were in the silly cat's belly.

I usually see fish, shrimp and other river seafood, which is more excited than seeing him as the owner.

"Then, I'll eat shrimp cakes."

Look, let's be arrogant. After a while, I started to make the conditions. Isn't it just because of his favor so I'm not afraid? I thought so in my heart, and I still called "Fu Shou."

The rich man guarding outside the hall quickly ran in: "The slave is here."

"Let the Royal Seating Room make shrimp cakes faster."

"...Yes." The rich eunuch didn't dare to look at the little beauty sitting in the arms of Emperor Yuanshou. He only felt strange. He had been guarding outside and followed His Majesty for twelve hours all day. When did such a little beauty come to the palace? His Majesty's attitude is also very interesting. Even when Concubine Li was the most favored, she had never been treated to sit in His Majesty's arms for midnight snacks.

The shrimp cakes came up soon, and Qinghuan immediately threw the matter of tail behind her when she had the shrimp cakes. Fortunately, she did not ignore Emperor Yuanshou, otherwise he would definitely not give it to her for food.

Her hands and mouth were covered with oil after eating a late-night snack. Just after she finished her bathing, Emperor Yuanshou, who was seriously obsessed with cleanliness, threw her into the bath again. This time, he did not bathe her in person, but called the palace maids to come in to serve her.

The scene was too erotic, one was too tempting, and the other was that the cat was too harsh. Every time I took a bath, it was like fighting. I really don’t know if all cats were like this.
Chapter completed!