In order to become a Heroic Spirit, I had no choice but to cause trouble in history.

"Let's not talk about the price, we're friends. But Florence and London are far apart, so consider this painting a parting gift, Joseph."

Joseph paused for a moment, then patted Anno on the shoulder: "Then I thank you, Brother Lawrence."

Anno is 23 years old this year. Joseph looks more mature, but he is actually only 18 years old, a year younger than Harley.

“In exchange, Lawrence,” Joseph looked into Anno’s eyes, “if you encounter anything difficult, be sure to come to me. I—can handle things that are difficult for others to handle.”

Anno didn't take it to heart, and just smiled: "No problem, then let's begin."

"Hmm, remember to draw me looking serious."

............

After several days of travel, Anno and Harley finally returned to Florence.

“I feel I need to improve this carriage.” Anno got off the carriage and touched his buttocks. “Two-wheeled carriages are too bumpy. I feel like my butt is going to bleed from the shaking.”

Harley also felt extremely uncomfortable.

Aunt Anna was already waiting at the door; the old woman looked to be in good spirits.

The quality of life at Anno House is much higher than in Falgao town.

She happily hugged Anno and Harley: "Welcome back, my boy, my girl."

"Yes, yes, I missed you too, Aunt Anna." Harry hugged Aunt Anna tightly. Harry liked this chubby old woman very much; she always exuded a friendly and warm aura.

"Teacher, you're back!" Manrio jumped out of the house and rushed straight into Anno's arms.

Manrio looks a little taller than before, probably because Anno Manor has more funds and provides a lot of the nutrients he needs to grow.

After a brief celebration with everyone, Anno and Harley sat in the office.

“Lawrence, do you remember what I said before our wedding?” Harley asked, examining the accounts from the trip.

"You mean that thing about wanting to change the way people dress?" Anno remembered every word Harley said very clearly, and could recall it after a little thought.

“Yes, that’s right.” Harley nodded. “I have an idea.”

Tell me about it.

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Chapter 207 Clothing Revolution

“We can try opening a smaller shop first,” Harley said, her eyes still glued to the ledger. “Then we can try selling my modified, simplified clothing.”

“Well, let’s gather more feedback from the public at this stage.” Anno tapped the table with his finger. “We like your clothing designs, but the public might not think so.”

"Okay, let's open a new small shop then. I'll go find Sister Ferrona first."

"Ah."

When Harley arrived at the tailor shop, she was met with a barrage of complaints from Verona: "Harley, I've been so busy ever since you got married!"

After Harley got married, she naturally couldn't work here anymore, and almost all the work and orders fell on Verona's shoulders. However, since Anno also left, the actual workload wasn't much more.

Harley smiled sweetly: "Hehe, long time no see, Sister Ferrona. We just went on a trip."

“I…” Verona was both happy and sad.

She and Harley are both married, but Harley is so happy, while she...

Harley hugged Verona: "Although I can no longer work in the tailor shop, I still cherish this life I love, Verona."

"I will cherish the happiness I have now, but I will never forget the joy I had in the past."

Ferrona paused, feeling a slight itch in her nose, but forced herself to say, "I remember you used to dislike greetings like hugs, even with someone of the same sex. What's wrong with you now?"

Ferrona is a typical strong woman. Her husband was away serving in the military for many years, and his fate was unknown. She was left alone in Florence without any children, but she lived a strong life on her own with little support from her parents and in-laws.

“I met a very kind old lady who treated me like her own daughter.” Harley smiled and took Verona’s hand as they sat down. “She cooked soup for me and took care of me because of the discomfort I felt the night I married Lawrence.”

“She told me that,” Harley said, clearly liking the old woman. “Touching and hugging are instincts of all animals. Every person, every creature, has the reason and right to be hugged. It’s our most basic and warmest instinct. It brings our hearts closer and makes the world a warmer place.”

“That’s why I hugged you without hesitation, Verona.” Harley’s eyes were fixed on Verona, who was wiping away her tears. “Of course, it can’t be with the opposite sex. I already belong to Lawrence!”

"You little brat..." Ferrona burst into laughter through her tears, bluffing as she threatened to hit Harley.

After a brief two-minute playful exchange, the two began discussing serious matters.

"Sister Ferrona, do you remember what we discussed before about the simple clothing?"

“Yes, I remember.” Ferrona scratched her face. “Of course I remember… Well, during the year you were traveling, I wasn’t just constantly making clothes.”

She stood up, hands on her hips, revealing an awkwardly victorious expression: "Although I'm inferior to geniuses like you, I still have the discernment of an ordinary person!"

She pulled out a stack of papers from behind the cashier: "Based on your idea, I added some of my own ideas and designed these clothes myself... um."

Harley happily took the design sketches from Verona: "Verona, you're amazing! Let me see these!"

On Verona's manuscript were some very simple clothing patterns.

Harley was somewhat surprised, not expecting her older sister to have such talent: "Great, Ferrona, with these blueprints, Lawrence and I can move forward with our plans."

Verona's drawings were absolutely perfect; this simple yet beautiful new structured clothing was exactly what Harley wanted.

Verona scratched the back of her head shyly: "Hehehe, is that so...?"

Harley took Verona to Anno's mansion, and the three of them sat down and discussed the matter for a long time.

This is a dream shared by Harley and Verona, and Anno also values ​​it highly.

The next day, Anno began sending Ruslan to find a suitable shop.

For some reason, Ruslan seemed to be suffering from neurasthenia from the middle of the journey onwards, and he was always listless.

Anno asked him if he was a little tired, but he wouldn't say, so she had no choice but to let him be.

......

Verrocchio and Leonardo da Vinci were frequent visitors.

Verrocchio has decided to stop taking on students. The excellence of Anno and Leonardo da Vinci has left him feeling somewhat overwhelmed and even a little self-doubting.

His conclusion is probably this:

Geniuses can emerge from ordinary people, and among geniuses, even more geniuses can emerge.

That is, Anno and Leonardo da Vinci.

Both of them were extremely fast learners; even if Verrocchio taught them all his knowledge at the same time, they could absorb it without any obstacles.

Verrocchio decided that once Leonardo da Vinci had fully inherited his mantle, he would put down his brush and end his artistic career.

He's got enough fame, he's made enough money, and he's even become friends with Lorenzo. His life has been fulfilling, so it's time for him to stop writing.

Manlio's learning speed was not as fast as Leonardo da Vinci's, but it was not slow either.

His forte is sketching, and he seems to have recently developed an interest in architecture.

After several months, Anno hired the tailor who had taught her tailoring and opened a small shop specializing in these simple new clothes.

The novel and beautiful clothing quickly attracted the attention of many Florentine citizens, and Anno arranged for its promotion. Unsurprisingly, the new clothing was a great success.

Aesthetics aside, low price is what the lower class of people like most.

Anno gradually took on fewer and fewer orders; his wealth was already enough to last him a lifetime.

He painted a self-portrait and put it in his office.

The office walls are almost completely covered with books.

Most of them are handwritings left by the couple during their travels, recording sweet moments.

............

Happy times always pass too quickly.

1471 and 1472 passed uneventfully; if it weren't for Aunt Anna looking increasingly old, Anno would have felt as if he were living through the same day over and over again.

Life was peaceful and tranquil until Harley said those words.

"Lawrence, how long have we been married?" Harley's girlishness had completely faded; she was still beautiful, but that quirky, mischievous charm was no longer present in this mature and intellectual woman.

Anno was somewhat disappointed by this change, but Harley disagreed: "Compromise is not a bad thing; compromise is also an art."

She looked into Anno's eyes; Anno had grown a beard in the last two years. "Lawrence, let's have a child."

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Chapter 208 Aunt Anna

Harley is pregnant.

Anno responded to his wife's request, and the two finally had a child.

But along with the joy came bad news.

Upon hearing the news of Harley's pregnancy, Aunt Anna, who already considered Anno and Harley as family, was so excited that she fainted.

Aunt Anna persevered and pulled through, seemingly driven by a strong belief that she wanted to see the birth of a new life.

The doctor examined Aunt Anna, but couldn't find anything wrong.

Finally, the doctor solemnly advised Anno that Aunt Anna was already very old and obese, and absolutely must not get excited again.

Because if she gets too agitated, Aunt Anna might never wake up again.

Harley asked Anno, somewhat sadly, "Lawrence, was I too hasty in making this decision?"

Anno didn't answer. Instead, Aunt Anna got up and took Harry's hand, saying, "Child, you did nothing wrong, you did nothing wrong."

“Children are the best continuation of one’s life, my little girl, my little boy.” Aunt Anna sat on the bed, her face full of emotion and emotion. “Ferdinand and I also had a son, but… but now, I have my son Lawrence and my daughter Harley. I am very happy, really happy. And if that old man Ferdinand were still here, he would be very happy too.”

Anno and Harry sat in front of Aunt Anna, listening quietly, Harry's hands always unconsciously resting on her stomach.

“I fully support your decision, Lawrence, Halle.” Aunt Anna smiled kindly, took Anor and Halle’s hands and placed them together. “I have witnessed your love, witnessed the result of your love, and now I will witness the fruit of your love.”

She placed her hand on her chest: "I am beyond words with happiness, my children."

"Harley, you must take good care of yourself! A pregnant woman's health is crucial to the baby's health, you must remember that."

"Lawrence, put down your work. Your wife and children need you more than your job!"