The Rebirth of the Deposed Empress

Ye Buhuo was handling affairs at the desk in the conference room and placed a chaise longue in the room for Hua Wuke.

Hua Wu Ke was half-lying leisurely on the chaise longue, concentrating on reading the book in his hands.

Occasionally, he would pick up the pen beside him and write a few words.

Unfortunately, the book becomes increasingly obscure and difficult to understand as it progresses.

Hua Wu Ke frowned, curled his lips, and felt a little discouraged.

As soon as Ye Buhuo put down the document in his hand, he saw Hua Wuke with a bitter face.

He walked over and gently touched her head, "What are you looking at, Sui Sui?"

Hua Wu Ke showed him the title of the book.

"Diligent farming and natural planting?"

This was written many years ago by a hermit who focused on studying farming. Unexpectedly, it ended up in Hua Wu Ke's hands.

Ye Buhuo raised his eyebrows and asked, "Sui Sui doesn't understand?"

Hua Wu Ke looked at him aggrievedly and hummed.

The beginning of this book is understandable, but it becomes harder and harder to understand towards the end. I can recognize each word separately, but when put together it becomes a mystery.

"These handed-down works are written in a somewhat obscure way to prevent people from misusing what is written in the book, but it is not difficult.

Just read it a few more times and you will naturally understand the truth. "

"Why would Sui Sui be interested in growing crops?"

"Didn't you say that Anyang City was growing crops? I happened to find this book among the books my nanny left me, and thought that it might be able to help you in the future."

"Well, when Sui Sui becomes the wife of the mayor of Anyang City, all the food in the city will be under your management."

Ye Buhuo said happily.

Hua Wu Ke glared at him in embarrassment.

"Who wants to be your city lord's wife? I'm worried that the Black Iron Army and the Hua Family Army will have nothing to eat!"

Looking at her blushing cheeks, Ye Buhuo readily followed her advice:

"Well, it's not that Sui Sui wants to be the wife, it's me who asks Sui Sui to be my city lord's wife."

Hua Wu Ke: “…”

Forget it, I won’t bother with this shameless person.

"Sui Sui, do you want to go out for a walk?"

I have been practicing martial arts for such a long time, and I have always practiced alone.

Qingzhu would occasionally exchange a few moves with himself.

But the difference in strength between the two was too great, Hua Wu Ke was always defeated quickly, and he didn't want to practice with her anymore.

Looking at Ye Buhuo standing in front of him, Hua Wu Ke's eyes lit up.

Standing in the arena, Ye Buhuo rubbed his forehead helplessly.

"You really want me to practice with you?"

"Yes!" Hua Wu Ke was very determined and rushed towards Ye Buhuo.

Ye Buhuo put his right hand behind his back, dissipating 80% of the force, which resulted in Hua Wuke being defeated without a single move.

The two men exchanged moves, and Ye Buhuo was invisibly correcting Hua Wuke's incorrect moves during the fight.

About a cup of tea passed.

Hua Wu Ke put his middle finger and index finger together and gently tapped Ye Buhuo's Adam's apple.

Ye Buhuo felt the touch that was so close yet so distant, and his Adam's apple moved up and down unconsciously.

Although he won, Hua Wu Ke was not happy.

She could feel that Ye Buhuo had always been giving in to her, giving in very hard.

Although he knew that he had only started practicing martial arts not long ago, even if he had some basic skills, it would be impossible for him to catch up with Ye Buhuo in a short period of time.

But Hua Wu Ke couldn't help feeling disappointed.

He hadn't recovered until he and Ye Buhuo left the training ground.

Ye Yi looked at Hua Wu Ke's obviously lost expression and couldn't help but feel emotional.

How could the prince make it so obvious? Isn't this clearly telling the princess that she is not capable?

Ye Yi felt that he needed to comfort the princess, so he approached her and whispered:

"Don't be discouraged, Third Miss. The prince's martial arts are unfathomable. Even I can only match the third level of the prince's martial arts."

In order to prevent Hua Wu Ke from feeling disappointed, Ye Yi did not hesitate to belittle himself.

When I coax the princess, the prince will definitely reward me, and maybe he will forget about disturbing the two of them last time...

Unexpectedly, Hua Wu Ke looked at him with disdain, "Why are you so weak?"

Ye Buhuo, who had heard the conversation between the two in front, turned around and gave Ye Yi a sarcastic look.

I feel depressed all night.

Ignoring Ye Yi behind him, looking at Hua Wu Ke's lost face, Ye Bu Huo spoke:

"I'm not letting you go on purpose. You've only been practicing martial arts for a short time. For you, the purpose of the competition is to improve your martial arts skills, not to win or lose."

After thinking about it carefully, I realized that in the process just now, I have become more and more proficient in the use of the moves.

Hua Wu Ke finally became happy.

Returning to the meeting room, Ye Buhuo said:

"Sui Sui still wants to try the Sui Mo Sword?"

"I want to!" Sui Mo Sword is the sword that Ye Buhuo wears.

Taking the sword, Hua Wu Ke tried to swing it twice, then frowned.

Something just doesn't feel right.

Looking at Hua Wuke's appearance, Ye Buhuo understood that Suisui was indeed not suitable for wielding a sword.

"Does Suisui have a favorite weapon?"

I originally wanted a sword because I happened to see Ye Buhuo using a sword once, and he looked so impressive.

But I don't seem to be suitable...

"I do not know either……"

"Then I'll help Sui Sui prepare, okay?"

Hua Wuke naturally felt relieved to leave it to Ye Buhuo.

late at night.

After confirming that Hua Jingqian was fast asleep and there would be no other movement, the tail that had been following him left quietly.

Ye Buhuo was in the room, flipping through a book casually.

Suddenly a figure appeared. It was Ye Si, the man following Hua Jingqian.

Day two.

"Miss, please stop practicing. You still have to go to the Qiulu Banquet."

Hua Wu Ke got up early and studied with Qing Zhu as usual. Before he had learned a few moves, Qing Mei's voice came over.

After hearing Qingmei's words, Hua Wu Ke remembered it all at once.

I received the invitation from Qiu Lu Yan a few days ago, but I had too many things to do these days and had forgotten about Qiu Lu Yan.

The Autumn Dew Banquet is a banquet hosted by Princess Jialan every year when winter is approaching.

All those invited were men and women of appropriate age from prominent families, who came together to recite poetry, paint, drink and have fun.

"Miss Third, this is the dress that Second Madam prepared for you to attend the banquet. Second Madam asked you to take a look at it. If there is anything wrong, she will find someone to modify it."

Green Radish beside Sun Ruhui came in holding a gray and white dress.

He gave a perfunctory bow and spoke in a perfunctory tone.

Hua Wu Ke glanced at her.

The masters of the second house all pretend to be decent people, but the attitudes of their servants are much more genuine.

Hua Wu Ke didn't say anything. Qing Mei understood and stepped forward to take the clothes, then gave Lu Luo a look.

Signaling that she could leave.

Seeing that Hua Wu Ke did not reward her, Lu Luo rolled her eyes as she went out.

Ever since she became Sun Ruhui's maid, many people have been trying to curry favor with her, openly or covertly.

After all, there is no one in the first house who can make the decision, so the decision-making power falls on the second house.

Although there is a butler, he is still a servant after all. How can he go above his master?

Only Hua Wu Ke, this short-sighted guy, knew that he was the head maidservant beside the Second Madam, but he didn't even know how to win me over, nor did he think about who has the final say in the General's Mansion now.

Luluo felt extremely contemptuous towards Hua Wuke in her heart.

"Miss, this is too... plain."

Qingmei stretched out her arms, took a look at the dress, and said with some dissatisfaction.

Gray eyes, plain fabric, not to mention exquisite decorations, even the embroidery is only a few places.

At first glance, it looked like mourning clothes that weren't white enough.

Hua Wu Ke looked at the dress coldly.

Sun Ruhui pretended to find someone to correct anything that was inappropriate, but the banquet was in a few hours, and she really found time to say such high-sounding words.