“Fujin, the handwriting in this piece is quite good, but the back is a bit too thin. You—” Yinzhen was still giving his serious critique.

Then you can see that Shirley drew parentheses on both sides of the word "介", such as: (介).

Sherry was very satisfied, extremely satisfied.

Yinzhen was initially bewildered, then suddenly realized what was happening, and his pupils dilated in shock.

While Sherry was still enjoying her own moment, she was still savoring the moment.

Yinzhen hurriedly snatched the paper and stuffed it into his mouth.

He ate while his eyes were brimming with anger.

Sherry was so angry that she kicked him.

Just as Yinzhen was about to say something while holding her foot, Xue Li noticed that he was so choked by the paper that he almost rolled his eyes back.

To be honest, even the most good-looking person can look a bit off-putting with that expression.

Besides, he's not exactly good-looking!

Yes, their Fourteenth Prince is quite formidable.

While Sherry was still wondering, a small head peeked out from under her arm.

"Mommy! Ta-da!" The little guy raised his little hands, his face showing surprise and delight.

Sherry understood; no wonder Yinzhen ate so quickly.

However, children don't understand.

Sherry felt inexplicably guilty.

When she saw Yinzhen glaring at her angrily, she instantly felt righteous and self-righteous.

His own thoughts are impure, what does that have to do with her?

She's just innovating.

Yes, creating paintings from characters.

Our ancestors created characters from paintings, so what's wrong with her doing the reverse?

As a powerful demon, she traces the origins and follows the wisdom of her ancestors.

Sherry became increasingly indignant.

Sitting to the side, holding my big son and playing with him.

Yinzhen finally recovered after a long while.

He sat in the chair, barely breathing.

Tulichen, who was serving, heard his master's heart-wrenching cries.

He was so frightened that he hurriedly summoned the imperial physician.

Shirley pressed him down and made him drink several glasses of water before Yinzhen stopped coughing.

He just sat there listlessly, staring at Sherry with dead fish eyes.

The mother and son continued playing by themselves, ignoring him.

Yinzhen laughed in exasperation: "Cough cough."

Hongming hugged his sweet and soft mother, and finally remembered his own father.

Suddenly, she excitedly ran to the table and grabbed her favorite cake and milk tea.

He presented it to Yinzhen as if it were a treasure.

"Father, it smells so good, give it all to Father!"

Yinzhen's face instantly broke into a wide grin.

"Oh, my good son!"

"I love Father the most." Hongming said sweetly, then tiptoed and kissed him again.

Yinzhen was overjoyed, holding his son and looking at Xue Li with a smug expression.

Sherry smiled and picked Hongkai up from the bed.

Yinzhen was stunned, then couldn't help but chuckle.

The couple is quite amusing, showing off their child while they're bored.

But Yinzhen was actually quite happy.

Sherry was quite happy too.

Another Sydney actually traded puppetry skills with someone.

The kind that can be found everywhere in the hands of demons in the cultivation world.

However, in the smaller world, the illusion can be so realistic that it's indistinguishable from reality.

Under the guise of inspecting the shops outside the mansion, Shirley bought some more servants.

They're all puppets.

Tasks were assigned one by one.

We hold meetings every few evenings to give a collective report on our work.

Of course, there are exceptions in emergencies.

I must say, Sydney saved herself a lot of trouble.

However, this did not stop her from going out of the mansion to have fun.

That's what you call fate; she met a wild and unrestrained young man.

They look like they were raised by a wealthy family.

In the restaurant, several young people were discussing the storyteller's tale in hushed tones.

After all, the Qing Dynasty was rife with literary inquisitions.

There were few scholars, and even fewer who dared to openly discuss state affairs under the emperor's nose.

Each of them spoke with hidden meanings.

Sherry noticed the young man.

It is because of his extraordinary nature.

They were so carefree and unrestrained, unlike people in the capital. Here, the sons of the powerful and wealthy were either cautious and timid or arrogant and haughty.

That person was also proud, but also eloquent, spouting a whole bunch of correct and incorrect arguments.

He vehemently denounced several spoiled brats who bullied men and women.

One moment he's all talk and no action, his mouth full of empty words and boasts. If you ask where his true talent and learning lie, only the uneducated masses within his belly know.

One moment they're saying, "Trying to sell a phoenix as a chicken—not knowing the difference between high and low," mocking someone for lacking discernment...

Those people would lose face if they fought, and they couldn't win an argument by cursing, so they were all so angry that their faces turned red and their necks bulged.

Shirley just sipped her fruit wine and watched the fun.

The pageboy behind the man turned pale with fright and kept tugging at him.

Realizing where they were, they still smiled and apologized to the people, offering to treat them to drinks.

Those people looked even uglier.

In public, refusing would make them seem petty and narrow-minded as locals.

And so, the grand drama came to an abrupt end!

What Sherry didn't expect was that a puppet shopkeeper would approach her, saying that someone wanted to discuss business with her.

When Sherry arrived, she discovered that it was actually the young man who had almost been beaten up.

"You're the owner of the famous 'Duobaoge'? You're truly a woman who's just as capable as any man!"

When I saw Shirley, my eyes showed amazement and admiration.

He laughed heartily and gave her a fist bump.

Sherry waved her hand, and a puppet brought in tea and snacks.

"Is the young master from the South?"

"Boss, you have a good eye. My name is Li Wei, born in 1927. I am from Fengxian County, Xuzhou, but my ancestral home is Zhengding, Hebei. My ancestors moved to Fengxian County hundreds of years ago."

Sherry: ...Who asked you these questions? But I didn't expect it to be Li Wei, who is the same age as the fourteenth prince.

Seeing the disdain in Sherry's eyes, Li Wei quickly got back to the main topic:

"My family has a long history of military officers, and we are quite wealthy. We were impressed by the exquisite glass ornaments produced in your esteemed location, and we would like to cooperate with you."

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