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

Chapter 33

The Marquis's wife showed no disdain as she stepped forward, lifted her skirt, and took off her shoes and socks. She saw that her ankles were swollen and bruised.

The Marquis's wife frowned and gently stroked Luo Shuiyao's ankle, her eyes full of worry. She sighed softly and said, "What should I do? When I get back home, I must ask the doctor to take a good look."

Luo Shuiyao felt a surge of warmth in her heart as she watched Madam Hou worry about her. She lowered her head slightly, tears glistening in her eyes, and whispered, "Thank you for your concern, aunt."

Madam Hou looked at Luo Shuiyao tenderly and said, "Silly child, why are you thanking me? You have suffered such a great injustice, I will definitely seek justice for you."

Luo Shuiyao lowered her head, nestling in the Marquis's arms like a wounded bird, her face full of grievances that made people feel pity. She tightly closed her lips and said no more, as if all her grievances were expressed in this silence.

Lu Zhaozhao sat quietly in a corner of the carriage, watching the heartwarming scene unfold before her, the coldness in her eyes growing even colder. Her gaze betrayed a complex mix of jealousy, indifference, and a subtle hint of resentment. She bit her lower lip slightly, her hands clasped tightly, as if trying desperately to suppress the turmoil within.

In this small carriage space, warmth and coldness intertwined together, creating a subtle and tense atmosphere.

Jing'an Earl's Mansion

Liu Xiangdong's face was as gloomy as water as he slowly stepped into the mansion. Having lost his horse and having to return on foot, he was filled with resentment and his expression became increasingly uglier.

When the servants saw Liu Xiangdong return, they all fell silent and did their own work carefully, for fear of accidentally bringing bad luck to their master.

At this time, the Jing'an Marquis's Mansion was shrouded in a solemn atmosphere.

Liu Xiangdong's face was filled with anger. He threw the whip in his hand and it landed accurately on the servant who followed him. He didn't care if the servant was hurt or not, and strode straight towards his mother's room.

"Mother is well. Liu Xiangdong respectfully greets mother."

"Dong'er! Yang Ruolan came forward with a happy look on her face. Why are you back?"

Yang Ruolan was already resting in the courtyard. She had removed her hair, covered in jewels and jade, but her complexion remained remarkably healthy. Seeing her only son enter, she hurried to greet him.

When he went to meet him, he saw that his son looked very unhappy. His heart tightened immediately and he asked with concern, "What's wrong, son? Is there something wrong?"

Seeing his mother's worried expression, Liu Xiangdong felt warm in his heart. He put his arm around her shoulders, patted her arm gently and said, "It's nothing, just a small matter." He tried to sound relaxed, not wanting his mother to worry about him.

He chatted with his mother for a while about family matters, then excused himself and went to the study where his father was.

In the study, Jing'an Bo was writing and drawing on a book, concentrating on official business. The sunlight filtered through the window onto the desk, adding a touch of tranquility to the entire study.

At this moment, hearing the servant report that his son was looking for him, Jing'an Bo raised his head slightly, a trace of relief flashing in his eyes. He put down his pen, straightened his clothes, and said, "Let him in."

A moment later, Liu Xiangdong walked into the study. He looked at his father, saluted respectfully, and said, "Father."

Earl Jing'an nodded slightly, motioning for him to sit down. Father and son sat facing each other, and the atmosphere in the study grew somewhat solemn. Earl Jing'an looked at his son, waiting for him to speak first and explain his purpose.

The servant from the Jing'an Marquis's Mansion came in quietly, served tea, and then quietly left.

Liu Xiangdong looked at his father with a slightly solemn expression. After a moment's silence, he slowly said, "Today, I rode my horse into the street, but I didn't know the wife of the Marquis of Loyalty and Bravery was there, accompanied by a woman. I nearly injured that woman, and the wife of the Marquis of Loyalty and Bravery was furious. She said she would come to you and mother to demand an explanation."

After Liu Xiangdong finished speaking, he immediately asked, "Father, do you know who that woman is?"

Jing'an Earl frowned slightly, gently put down the teacup in his hand, and said in a deep voice, "I know this. A few days ago, I heard that the Marquis of Zhongyong wanted to take two orphans back to his mansion, saying that he would recognize them as his cousins and raise them, and then marry them off."

There was a hint of nonchalance in Jing'an's tone, and it was impossible to tell whether he was happy or angry.

After hearing what his father said, Liu Xiangdong felt even more relieved. He didn't expect that the girl was just an orphan. This would make things easier.

His furrowed brows relaxed as he pondered how to respond to the possible attack from the Marquis of Loyalty and Bravery.

Jing'an Bo looked at his son in deep thought, raised his eyebrows slightly and asked, "Is the injury serious?"

Liu Xiangdong shook his head and responded, "It's not serious, just a few scratches."

Upon hearing this, Jing'an Earl leaned back nonchalantly, slouching lazily in his chair. He slowly said, "That's fine. Tomorrow, you and your mother will go to her house to apologize. I have a few bottles of the finest jade cream in my storeroom, and some jewelry and brocade that girls like as an apology. Just be humble. That orphan girl is nothing, but she still has the support of the Loyal and Brave Marquisate, so we still have to consider her."

All I can say is that they are worthy of being father and son. They have the same idea and do not take the orphan Luo Shuiyao seriously. They apologized only because they were afraid of offending the Marquis' Mansion.

Liu Xiangdong listened to his father's arrangements. Although he still had doubts in his heart, he also understood that this was the safest solution at the moment.

The courtyard of Lady Jing'an.

The wife of the Marquis of Jing'an had already retired when a servant hurried in to report that Nanny Sang from the Marquis of Loyalty and Bravery had come to deliver a letter. With no other choice, the wife of the Marquis of Jing'an had to hastily dress and go to greet her.

Nanny Sang was already seated in the main hall. Upon seeing Lady Jing'an, she bowed slightly and said, "It's getting late, and I shouldn't have disturbed you, Madam. However, my wife is quite angry about this matter. So I have to bother you, Madam. I hope you won't blame me for being ignorant of etiquette."

Nanny Sang's tone was neither humble nor arrogant, yet it carried a subtle sense of oppression. Liu Ruolan's heart tightened, but she wore a polite smile and said, "You're too polite, Nanny. I wonder what has made my cousin so angry?"

"Since Madam Bo has asked, I won't beat around the bush. Today, your Second Young Master was riding his horse in the busy city, nearly injuring my wife and daughter. He then spoke rudely. My wife, the Marquis, has sent me here to ask Madam Bo if she's not good at raising children. She can send him to Beidi, where there are people who can teach him etiquette."

Hearing Madam Sang's blunt words, Yang Ruolan felt her cheeks burning. Her cold gaze quickly swept over the maids and servants waiting beside her. They were instantly frightened and turned pale as paper. They were all silent, not daring to utter a single sound.

Nanny Sang naturally saw all of her actions and couldn't help but sigh inwardly, "This Jing'an Marquis's mansion is truly a mess. If even the Marquis' wife is like this, how can she possibly raise a generation of polite and courteous people?"