My fate is in my own hands, not in the hands of God. Live broadcast room——

"Damn, why are you still chasing me?" A burly man ran wildly in the yard, followed by several paper figures dressed as servants.

"Madam, please have your meal."

Xiao Cui suddenly appeared at the end of his road, surrounded by black air, with a ferocious and cold face. Her hands grabbed him tightly like iron arms and imprisoned him.

Seeing that the sharp mouth of the paper man was about to bite him, he closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, and shouted frantically: "Regeneration Talisman! Regeneration Talisman! I want to use the Regeneration Talisman!"

"The prop has been used successfully," the system's cold prompt sounded.

In the next second, the paper man tore him into pieces in an instant. As the light screen of the live broadcast room dimmed, the player's death was not announced.

: Regeneration Talisman, oh my god

: It seems that this anchor is not simple, he actually has a regeneration talisman

: Yes, yes, the price of the regeneration charm is not cheap.

……

"Ah... of course," Shi Yunan raised his eyes and smiled inexplicably. The upward curve of the corners of his mouth was charming and captivating. Su Xinyi, who felt the beauty attack from a close distance, froze in expression and could not force a fake smile no matter how hard she tried.

In the next second, the whip in Shi Yunan's hand went straight to Lu's body. A sharp sound of breaking through the air was heard, and the whip caught everyone off guard.

"How dare you, my rebellious son!" Su Zhengtian was so angry that the black energy on his body came out. He teleported over and stretched out his hand to grab Shi Yunan's heart.

"Yin Yang!" At the critical moment, Yun An threw out the Yin Yang umbrella he had been carrying. As he shouted, a black and white umbrella flew out and blocked the fatal blow.

As a pleasant jingling sound was heard, a handsome man suddenly appeared in front of Shi Yunan. His finger bones were clearly visible and his slender fingers were gently holding a paper fan.

The paper fan blocked most of his face, revealing only a pair of peach blossom eyes that were full of water. He was wearing a black and white robe, and red bells were tied around his slender and powerful ankles.

The crisp sound of ding-dang-dang followed his movements, and he seemed to be chuckling behind the paper fan.

The next moment, the fluttering leaves instantly turned into sharp blades and flew towards Su Zhengtian. The aura around him was fierce and intimidating, and his peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly.

"master!"

"Father!"

The women's shrill voices overlapped, and two black shadows pounced forward quickly, but they were still a step too late. Su Zhengtian was pierced by the sharp blade into a sieve and turned into black mist and dissipated.

Su Xinyi and Lu's frightened eyes fell on Shi Yunan, and the next second they saw a black whip with a scaly luster coming towards them.

Then the two of them disappeared into the air without even a scream.

Xiao Cui and the servants kept their heads down, without making any sound or movement, as if they were paper figures fixed in place.

"Okay, go in," Shi Yunan put away the strange whip, glanced at Yin Yang who was still covering his face with a paper fan, and took the lead to enter the mansion.

The layout of the Su Mansion was not as luxurious as that of the Yin Mansion, and the area was not as large. He walked straight towards the study without even looking around.

There was a corresponding plaque hanging above every house and courtyard in the Su Mansion, so he didn't have to go through so much trouble to find them.

After searching here and there, Shi Yunan didn't find any information about the copy, but he did find several account books, which he opened and looked at carefully.

"On the tenth day of Liuyue, we spent five thousand silver taels. The government is already running out of money, but we have to use this silver tael..."

Have to use it? Shi Yunan frowned. It's fine if you have to use it, but why don't you write the reason? If anyone follows your record, the person who checks the account book will be furious.

"On the twelfth day of the Liuyue month, the second young lady came to advance 500 taels of silver. She said that Mrs. Lu was ill and urgently needed silver. She had no choice but to advance it. The mansion was even more strapped for cash, and the servants' salaries were cut in half."

...Sick? Five hundred taels? Such an obvious lie, I really don't know what to say.

Shi Yunan complained as he read, his gaze sliding down and pausing at the record of Liu Yue Eighteen.

"On the eighteenth day of the Liuyue month, we earned thirty-two thousand taels of silver. The master and Mrs. Lu were very happy. That night, they held a banquet in the mansion to invite relatives and friends to gather together..."

"Heh," Shi Yunan sneered. After reading it, he put the account book back to its original place, walked out the door, and planned to go to Su Niantao's room.

Yin Yang had turned back into an umbrella at some point and was lying quietly on the floor at the door of the study. Shi Yunan bent down to pick it up, then took out a handkerchief and wiped it clean carefully.

When I walked into Su Niantao's room, even though she had only been away for three days, it seemed as if no one had lived there for a long time. There was a musty and damp smell, the furniture was covered with a thick layer of dust, and spider webs were everywhere.

As expected, Shi Yunan found another chronicle in the drawer of the dressing table, but this one was a diary written by Su Niantao herself.

It describes her happy first half of life from the very beginning, with her parents being in love with her. Because her mother loved eating peaches, she named her Nian Tao.

However, all this beauty soon shattered like a bubble. Her father kept a concubine outside, and the concubine's child was only one year younger than her, also a girl.

The mother could not accept the blow and hanged herself in the room that night. After that, the room that was once filled with traces of the love between her parents was sealed off.

As she grew older, she looked more and more like her mother. Every time her father saw her face, he felt frightened and scared, and he was unwilling to see her again.

One day, her father came to her happily and told her the good news that he had found a good marriage for her and she would never be bullied or wronged after marrying him.

Moreover, the other party is one of the famous and prestigious families, so naturally the conditions are excellent.

However, she had overheard the whispers among the maids two days ago. It was the new concubine who proposed to her father that she should betroth her to the eldest son of the Yin family.

But didn’t the Yin family’s eldest son die two years ago?

"Father, I won't marry"

"Why don't you marry? Do you know how powerful the Yin family is? If you marry into the Yin family, you will enjoy wealth and glory!"

"Then why don't you think of sister Xinyi when it comes to such a good thing?"

"Pa!" With a crisp sound, the slap landed on her face.

"How dare you! I'm doing this for your own good. Don't be as ungrateful as your mother!" She still remembers her father's hateful look.

The second half of the diary began to record her misfortune, resentment and resentment, as well as the helplessness of being forced to marry, the supervision of her father and Mrs. Lu, the food withheld by the servants, and the ridicule and sarcasm behind her back.

In such an environment, only Xiao Cui, who grew up with her, was silently by her side.

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