June arrived in the blink of an eye, and new laws such as the Marriage Law were promulgated one after another.

As Xiao Qingyin had predicted, these laws caused a great uproar.

Whether it was freedom of marriage, women's entry into officialdom through the imperial examinations, or reforms to the imperial examination subjects, all of these measures provoked fierce resistance from some people.

They tried to defend the past era when men were in charge of external affairs and women were in charge of internal affairs, marriages were arranged by parents and matchmakers, and all other professions were considered inferior except for studying...

But it was all in vain.

No matter how many people petitioned, Yi Shuihan ignored them.

Anyone who dares to incite the people to cause trouble should be arrested, sentenced, or dismissed from office.

The principle that "the law does not apply to doctors" doesn't work for him.

Regardless of status or position, anyone who breaks the law will be punished; no one is above the law.

Under the iron-fisted crackdown, opposition is growing weaker.

Those who resisted the new law had to accept that the era in which power and status were determined by birth and gender was gone forever.

A new era is rolling in like a monster.

Anyone who tries to stop them will be smashed to pieces.

The Left Censor was overjoyed.

He had been searching for a son-in-law for more than half a year but had not been able to find a satisfactory one. As his health deteriorated day by day, he knew he would probably not live to see his daughter become a bride.

With the protection of the new law, even if a daughter accidentally marries the wrong man, she can escape unscathed.

He left with much more peace of mind.

Therefore, he specially bought a complete copy of the Marriage Law for his daughter.

"Miaomiao, read this carefully and memorize every single one. After your father is gone, the law will be there to support you."

Zuo Miaomiao glared at him.

“Dad, you’re so young, don’t keep saying things like ‘I’m gone,’ or God will take it seriously.”

The Left Censor sighed.

"Now that things have come to this, I won't hide it from you anymore. I was diagnosed with a serious liver disease six months ago. I've been sweating all the time lately and can't even sleep. I guess I'll be leaving you soon."

Zuo Miaomiao was startled.

Is Dad seriously ill?

"How could that be! Don't lie to me, I've never seen you take any medicine."

"Time is running out, why bother taking those bitter medicines?"

The Left Censor sighed.

"For the past six months, I've had everything I wanted. I've eaten whatever I wanted, drunk whatever I wanted, and gone wherever I wanted. I have no regrets. The only thing I can't let go of is your marriage."

"I don't believe it!"

Zuo Miaomiao's face was tense.

Have you seen a doctor?

"No."

"???"

Zuo Miaomiao was speechless with astonishment.

"You're spouting nonsense without even seeing a doctor?"

The Left Censor spread his hands out, palms facing up, and extended them in front of her.

"See that? It's bright red. That's called palmar erythema, a sign that liver disease has progressed to a critical stage. Your grandparents died of liver disease, and they also had red palms before they died. I don't even need to see a doctor to know that."

Most people's palms are a light red, but his was a deep cherry red.

Zuo Miaomiao stared at his hands, speechless for a long time.

After a long pause, she asked in return, "Does palmar erythema always mean liver disease?"

The Left Censor shook his head: "It might not be the case for others, but it's definitely true for me. I witnessed your grandparents pass away, so I know this illness better than anyone else."

"That's just your own judgment!"

Zuo Miaomiao shouted.

"I only trust Sister Xiao's diagnosis."

He turned her around and rushed out, ordering his servants to prepare a carriage so he could go to the Yong'an Marquis's residence to find Xiao Qingyin.

Xiao Qingyin was playing with her sister-in-law and brother-in-law in the mansion.

The two little ones can crawl and roll now, so Zhaoyang asked the princess to put a large rattan mat in the main courtyard for them to crawl and move around on.

Xiao Qingyin would come over and tease them whenever she had nothing to do.

"Look what this is?"

She blew on the windmill she was holding.

Two pairs of big, dark eyes looked over at the same time.

Xiao Qingyin took a few steps back and laughed, "Whoever climbs over to my side first gets to play with this windmill."

Yunxi and Nangui couldn't understand what she was saying, but they became interested when they saw the moving windmill and scrambled to climb to her legs.

Yunxi had a bit more explosive power; in the blink of an eye, she climbed up to her, grabbed her sleeve, and reached for the windmill.

Xiao Qingyin lowered her hand and handed the windmill to her.

Yunxi gripped it tightly, her eyes filled with confusion: Why isn't it moving?

Nan Gui, who arrived a step later, blew a breath on the windmill, and the windmill started turning again.

"Ouch!"

Yunxi was so happy that she cried out incoherently.

She showed two cute little white teeth that had just grown in.

Xiao Qingyin hugged her and gave her a kiss.

"Little Yunxi is so cute."

Nan Gui was still blowing the windmill, seemingly unmoved, but his eyes kept glancing in her direction.

Xiao Qingyin was delighted.

She put Yunxi down and reached out her hand: "Little Nan Gui, do you want a hug?"

Nan Gui threw himself into her arms without hesitation.

Seeing this, Yunxi also pounced.

With one child in her left hand and another in her right, it felt like all that was missing was a small bamboo basket before she could start singing a folk song.

Princess Zhaoyang came out of the room and saw this scene, and laughed, "They're quite attached to you."

"That's right."

Xiao Qingyin felt a surge of smugness.

"I'm a professional gaming companion."

As soon as he finished speaking, the butler led Zuo Miaomiao over.

After greeting Princess Zhaoyang, Zuo Miaomiao, with red eyes, said to Xiao Qingyin, "Sister Xiao, would it be convenient for you to come to my house now to see my father?"

"What's wrong with him?"

"His palms were bright red, and he said he had liver disease and didn't have much time left. I didn't believe him and wanted to see you."

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