The Rebirth of the Deposed Empress

Hua Wu Ke returned to Jiaming Hall and locked himself in the room, sitting at the desk thinking.

Since Ye Chuji proposed the marriage today, he would definitely not give up. Although I don’t know what he will do, I have to prepare for it as soon as possible...

"Green Bamboo."

Qingzhu was always around Hua Wuke, and when she heard her calling her, she immediately stepped forward and said, "Miss."

"I want to learn some Kung Fu so I can protect myself. Can you teach me?"

Hua Wu Ke is the master, so Qing Zhu will of course meet his requirements.

"can."

"Don't let anyone know about this first...except Prince An."

The fact that you know Kung Fu is a trump card that can save your life in a critical moment and cannot be easily seen by others.

Of course, Ye Buhuo is an exception.

After discussing learning martial arts with Qingzhu, Hua Wuke remembered the things his wet nurse left for him.

Looking at his bookshelf, Hua Wu Ke frowned.

Call Qingmei to your side.

"When did my bookshelf become like this?"

Hua Wu Ke remembered that his bookshelf was filled with works by famous authors that his wet nurse had chosen specifically for him before she passed away.

When were they all replaced with street talk books?

"These were replaced by the Second Madam not long after the wet nurse passed away. She said they were things left behind by the dead... unlucky...

It will cause you to be infected with unclean things..."

Qingmei's voice became quieter and quieter...

They say they are afraid that I will be contaminated by unclean things, but they just hope that the books I read are these useless notebooks so that I can become a 'real' straw bag!

Hua Wu Ke thought expressionlessly.

"What about the old books? Did Sun Ruhui throw them all away?"

In front of Qingmei, Hua Wu Ke was too lazy to even call her second aunt.

"No, no, I saved them all for the young lady."

At that time Sun Ruhui ordered all the books to be burned, but Qingmei secretly kept some.

The nanny said those books could increase knowledge.

Qingmei didn't want her young lady to become a fool as others called her, so she was always looking forward to when Hua Wuke would remember those books and take them out to read.

In the end, she was really kept waiting!

Took Hua Wu Ke to Jiamingtang's warehouse.

"Miss"

Qingmei dragged out a small box and brushed off the almost dust on it.

"All the books left by the nanny are here."

Hua Wu Ke opened the box and looked at the books inside carefully, flipping through them one by one.

The wet nurse is indeed from a noble family. Although she is down and out, the books she owns are not ordinary.

Hua Wu Ke even found several books that he had seen in the palace.

However, the ones in the palace are copies, while the ones here are the originals.

He ordered the servants to move all the books back and put them properly on the bookshelf.

"Miss, what should we do with these scripts?"

Qingmei and Hua Wuke were still arranging the bookshelf. Qingzhu asked while looking at the scattered notebooks on the floor.

"Pack it up and return it to Sun Ruhui." Hua Wu Ke replied without turning his head.

"Yes."

After lunch, Hua Wu Ke sat at the desk, studying a book carefully.

I didn't even notice Qingmei came in to add more tea.

Qingmei took a casual look at it and wondered what kind of farming and planting it was. What was it for?

Qingmei was curious, but did not say anything to disturb Hua Wuke.

Hua Wu Ke had been sitting there studying seriously, and he didn't know how many hours had passed.

It was not until my stomach started to growl with hunger that I realized that an entire afternoon had passed.

I put the book down, stretched, and rubbed my waist which became sore from sitting for too long.

I don't know if these things are useful...

I hope this helps, it never hurts to read more.

After dinner, Hua Wu Ke ordered several servants to deliver the script to the second room.

The servant brought the script to Sun Ruhui's door and was about to take it inside when he was stopped by Luluo.

After Nanny Guixiang died, Luluo became the head maidservant beside Sun Ruhui.

Now that she has been promoted to an official position, Luluo looks down on the low-ranking servants in Hua Wuke's courtyard.

He said sarcastically that not just anyone could enter the Second Madam's room.

After the servant left, Luluo dragged a box of books to Sun Ruhui's room.

Green ivy gritted her teeth and dragged it with all her might, but it wasted a lot of energy.

If we had known it was so heavy, we would have let them carry it in!

After accompanying the old lady to finish her meal, Sun Ruhui returned to her room, while Hua Jingqian went to the study.

Hua Fuyue broke her Liuhuiqin during the college entrance examination, so she has been following Sun Ruhui around and acting like a good girl these days.

So at this time he followed Sun Ruhui.

"Where did this come from?"

As soon as Sun Ruhui entered the room, she saw the box on the ground and pointed at it and asked.

"It was sent by the Third Miss, who also brought a message saying that she no longer needs it and that she needs it more than you and the Second Miss."

"What the hell is this? It's so mysterious..."

Sun Ruhui frowned, not understanding what Hua Wuke meant.

Hua Fuyue's eyes lit up.

Could it be that sapphire headpiece?

Hua Wu Ke knows that she is not worthy of this headgear, but I am going to be the Crown Princess in the future, so of course I need it more than her!

Hua Wuke should know what’s best for him!

Hua Fuyue thought proudly in her heart.

She let go of the hands that were around Sun Ruhui, held up her skirt and happily ran over to open the box, but the sapphire headpiece inside was not what she thought it was.

Hua Fuyue flipped through the pages unwillingly, and found that they were all storybooks.

Hua Fuyue angrily grabbed several storybooks with both hands and threw them to the ground, cursing:

"Why are you sending these storybooks? Can't I afford to buy a few? You didn't send what you should send! This bitch! Bitch!"

Hua Fuyue threw the books very hard, and several of them were thrown directly not far from Sun Ruhui.

The notebook seemed familiar, so Sun Ruhui bent down, picked it up and took a look.

Why does this look so much like the notebook I kept in Hua Wu Ke’s room?

Sun Ruhui walked to the box in confusion and took a closer look. Aren’t they the cheap things that were given to Hua Wuke?

What do you mean she doesn't need it anymore, and Yue'er and I need it more?

Doesn't this imply that she is no longer a fool, but that she and Yue'er are the fools!

Sun Ruhui angrily threw the book in her hand back to the ground.

"Green Radish, take all these pickled things out and burn them!"

The sun is shining and the spring is bright.

Hua Wu Ke finally stopped practicing martial arts, sat down on the stone chair in the yard, and rubbed his sore arms.

This Qingzhu seems quite obedient on weekdays.

Unexpectedly, when it comes to martial arts, he becomes a different person, ignoring Hua Wuke's wailing and being extremely strict.

I don't know how Ye Buhuo trained them in the first place...

Speaking of Ye Buhuo, I haven’t seen him for a while.

Every day he either read the books left by the wet nurse or practiced martial arts with Qingzhu. Occasionally, he would look at the account books of Jiamingtang with Qinglan.

It has been a long time since I last saw Ye Buhuo. Thinking of him, Hua Wuke found that he missed him quite a bit...

"Why doesn't he come to see me..." Hua Wu Ke supported his head with his hands and talked to himself.

"Who? Who is the young lady talking about?"

Qingzhu is usually slow, but at this moment he suddenly became alert.

Who wants to see the princess? Should I tell the prince?

"Ye Buhuo... He doesn't even come to see me..."

Hua Wu Ke felt really wronged. When he sent her back that day, they were both fine.

It turned out to be the prince, Qingzhu felt relieved.

"Miss, peach blossom soup."

Seeing how hard her young lady worked every day, Qingmei would always bring her some food from time to time.

"Where did the peach blossoms in the General's Mansion come from?"

"This is the peach blossom honey sauce that the prince sent the day before yesterday.

The prince often sends gifts, such as sweet-scented osmanthus cakes and lotus cakes...what the young lady has eaten these days are all sent by the prince."

Qingmei saw that Hua Wu Ke would immediately look through books after eating, and never asked where the food came from.

I thought this was something the prince and the young lady had agreed on beforehand, so I didn’t mention it.

"Why doesn't he bring it himself..."

Hua Wu Ke held the peach blossom soup and took a sip listlessly. It was obviously his favorite food, but at this moment he couldn't taste anything.

Although Qingmei is a little frivolous, she is not stupid.

It's obvious from Hua Wu Ke's expression that he's missing the prince.

"Maybe the prince is too busy. Miss took the initiative to find the prince. How does the saying go? If the mountain is not me, I am the mountain."

Well...then let's go to the palace to take a look. We're not going there just to see Ye Buhuo, but just to take a look around the palace.

Hmm! Let’s go to the palace!

Hua Wu Ke quickly finished his peach blossom soup and put the bowl on the table with a thump. "Let's go!"

Qingmei was confused, "Where are you going, Miss?"

"Let's go to the mountain!"