After I traveled through the book, I fought back in the Hou Mansion

Luo Shuiyao is dead.

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When she regained consciousness, she was shocked to find herself inside a box. Surrounded by cold walls, she could hear a clamorous and chaotic noise.

She tried hard to open her eyes, but her eyelids felt like they were weighed down by a thousand pounds, and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't pry them open.

The ninth year of Yuanzhen.

Qingshui Town, Sifang Street.

"You bitch, if I say you can't leave, you can't leave!" The man in brown shorts had his eyes wide open, veins bulging on his forehead, and roared in a voice like a bell.

His face was old, with deep wrinkles carved by time, and now he was full of sternness. "I've raised her for so many years, she should contribute to this family. We've provided her with everything she needed for all these years. Now she wants to enjoy herself, and she can just leave whenever she wants. How can it be so easy?"

The man was spitting, waving his fists and yelling at the woman opposite him.

The accused woman also had an old face and was dressed in a coarse cloth dress, which was very simple.

The woman stood firmly in front of the carriage, arms outstretched, like a hen protecting her chicks, radiating a fearless aura. Looking closely, though her body was trembling slightly, her eyes were filled with determination.

"Hmph, you've been raising her for all these years? Have you ever cared about her food and clothing? She's my niece, I raised her, and I didn't say anything. Why do you care about her? She's been taken away to enjoy a good life, so why are you stopping her? I'm standing right here today. If you want to take her away, I'll..."

The woman looked around and hesitated for a long time, but couldn't say anything further.

Several guards stood around the carriage, looking at each other. Although they wanted to step forward, they felt it was someone else's family affair and couldn't intervene. One of them gave another a look, then turned and ran quickly into the inn.

Seeing that the usually gentle and nonchalant woman dared to disobey him like this, the man instantly became furious and rushed forward with his fists raised.

At this moment, the guards standing next to the woman moved. They quickly stepped forward and stood in front of the woman.

One of the guards said coldly: "This is not the place for you to act recklessly. If you dare to come forward again, the sword in my hand is not for decoration." The guard's words were sonorous and powerful, and the sword in his hand flashed coldly in the sunlight, as if warning the man not to act rashly.

The man was intimidated by the guard's aura and stopped, but his face was still filled with anger, his eyes fixed on the woman. "You bitch, I'll divorce you when I get home!"

The woman took a few steps back as the man rushed forward, then seemed to think of something and stood back in her original position, tears streaming down her face. "You can divorce me, but my Yaya must go."

At this moment, the guard who had rushed into the inn earlier came out, followed by a middle-aged man. "Who are you? What do you want by blocking my carriage?" The man was tall and spoke with a strong voice.

The guard who had just drawn his knife stepped forward and said respectfully, "Manager Zhang, this is Miss Luo's uncle. He's here to stop Miss Luo from going to our mansion."

The man called Manager Zhang turned his head and looked at the man with a sharp gaze, "What's your name? Why don't you let Miss Luo come to our house? Didn't you agree?" There was a hint of doubt in Manager Zhang's tone, and his eyes were fixed on the man, as if he wanted to see the answer from his face.

The man couldn't help but feel a little scared when he saw the intimidating aura of the man called Manager Zhang.

But then, as if thinking of something, he puffed out his chest and said confidently, "My name is Niu Dali. I've raised this girl for over ten years. She's a scornful person. Relying on her looks, she hooked up with Mr. Li, a wealthy man in town. Now you want to take her away just like that. And what about the betrothal gift Mr. Li gave me? It was fifty taels of silver. Can you possibly afford that?"

Niu Dali's words were full of accusations and greed, and his aggressive attitude made everyone present feel disgusted with him.

Manager Zhang looked at his scoundrel appearance, frowned, and said in a deep voice: "Fifty taels of silver, right? I'll give it to you. After giving you the fifty taels, can you let us take Miss Luo away?"

There was a hint of majesty in Manager Zhang's tone, and his eyes were fixed on the man, waiting for his answer.

When Niu Dali heard his words, the anger on his face instantly subsided. His eyes rolled quickly, and then his expression immediately became fierce again. He shouted, "No! The betrothal gift is fifty taels, and you can still get money back for our family. If you take it away, who knows if you can bring it back? Fifty taels is too little. If you want to take it away, you have to give us five hundred taels."

Hearing him say such shameless words, the woman who had been standing quietly in front of the carriage suddenly became anxious.

She rushed forward like a madman, trying to pull at Niu Dali. "Five hundred taels! When ordinary families marry off their daughters, the most they give is ten taels. You asked for fifty taels, which is already the most you can ask for, and now you want five hundred taels! Are you trying to force me to death? You have no conscience!"

The woman rushed towards the man while crying, tears pouring out like a flood. The man was concerned about the guards nearby and did not fight back immediately. After being tugged at for several times, he finally couldn't help himself and pushed the woman to the ground.

"Ouch!" The woman screamed as he pushed her to the ground. She tried to get up but couldn't. Her face was filled with pain, her eyes filled with grief and anger.

Manager Zhang looked around and found that besides a group of onlookers, even the men themselves were not in a position to help her up. He could only ask, "Madam Luo, are you okay?"

Luo took a deep breath and finally got up from the ground. "I'm sorry, Manager Zhang, please forgive me."

She raised her sleeve to wipe away her tears, and her face showed strength again. "I'll block it here, you take Yaya away."

Niu Dali, who had just pushed Luo down, felt a little flustered. But when he heard that Luo was still so stubborn, he felt his dignity as a man was challenged, and he put aside his panic. "I'm her uncle. I don't agree. I don't want to see who dares to take her away."

"I'm going to go with them myself."

A voice came from the carriage, and then the curtain was lifted, and a woman in coarse linen appeared before everyone. Her hair was combed to one side and tied in a pigtail. Her face was a little pale, but she was still beautiful.

Seeing her emerge, the people around her were filled with astonishment. However, when they saw the guards surrounding her carriage, their expressions instantly subsided. The woman stood there, and although she was dressed in coarse linen, her natural beauty could not be concealed.