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

This side of the Jing'an Marquis's Mansion.

As the morning sun rose, Yang Ruolan was already dressed. She strolled to the storeroom, randomly selected a few gifts, and sent for her son. A moment later, Liu Xiangdong arrived at the main hall. He immediately spotted his neatly dressed mother, followed by several maids and servants. Seeing them carrying the items in their hands, he immediately understood.

He lowered his head slightly, took a step forward, and said softly, "Mother."

Seeing her son approach, Yang Ruolan stood up and walked towards him, saying, "Your father told me yesterday that we're going to the Marquis of Loyalty and Bravery's Mansion today. I'm sure you have your own plans. When you get there, remember to be respectful and friendly, and don't upset your aunt."

Liu Xiangdong nodded and said, "Son, I understand." Yang Ruolan looked at her son who made her proud and nodded with satisfaction. Then she asked someone to prepare the carriage, and the group headed towards Jing'an Marquis Mansion.

Because the invitation had been sent to the Marquis of Loyalty and Bravery's Mansion long ago, the concierge had also received a notification. When he saw the carriage from the Marquis of Jing'an's Mansion approaching, the concierge did not announce it again and simply opened the door.

Yang Ruolan brought her son straight to the main hall. The Marquis' wife was already waiting there, and upon seeing them enter, she immediately smiled and greeted them.

Looking at the hurried mother and son, she pretended to be puzzled and asked, "Ruolan, why are you here so early? Have you had breakfast?"

Yang Ruolan's face flushed with shame as she took a step forward, her voice filled with regret. "Cousin, I'm so ashamed to see you! Because of the wicked deeds this unruly son has done, I've lost my appetite and can't sleep at night. I'm filled with regret. I came here so early today because I wanted to apologize to you in person."

As she spoke, she turned around and slapped her son beside her: "I really wish I could turn back time and discipline this rebellious son properly, so that he wouldn't make you so angry now."

Seeing Yang Ruolan's pretentious behavior, the smile on Madam Hou's face instantly disappeared without a trace, and her voice became extremely cold: "You shouldn't apologize to me for this."

Seeing that Madam Hou was so direct, Yang Ruolan felt nervous and quickly reached out to pull Yang Xiangdong to her side.

Her voice trembled slightly, and she said with regret, "Cousin, I came here so early today because I really want to apologize to you sincerely. You know, Xiangdong is a sensible child. You have watched him grow up since he was a child. I hope you will not treat him with disrespect."

Seeing that her cousin was still acting crazy, the Marquis's tone became even colder. She narrowed her eyes slightly, revealing a hint of dissatisfaction and blame.

"Ruolan," I told you that you shouldn't apologize to me today. After all, I wasn't hurt. It was Yaoyao who was hurt. If you really want to apologize, go and say it to her." The Marquis's wife looked serious, her eyes fixed on Yang Ruolan.

Upon hearing this, Yang Ruolan's face froze, and she instantly turned rather grim. However, she quickly composed herself, lowering her head slightly, her tone filled with guilt. "My cousin is blaming me for not being considerate enough. I'll go apologize to Yaoyao right away."

Seeing that Yang Ruolan was quite straightforward, the Marquis's wife's expression improved a little.

She raised her chin slightly and spoke in a softer tone: "Have some breakfast here first. I'll send someone to check on Yaoyao to see if she's feeling better." After saying that, the lady waved her hand gently, and a maid came forward to prepare breakfast.

Yang Ruolan looked at Madam Hou's back, secretly hating her, but she kept saying, "Thank you, cousin."

Chunhuayuan.

After Luo Shuiyao assigned work to several people in the yard and had breakfast, she curled up on the small couch and lazily flipped through the book in her hand.

Suddenly, she heard a commotion outside the courtyard. She put down her book and looked up. She could only hear the scattered sounds of Cuizhu beside the Marquis's wife, and even from inside the room, she couldn't make out the specifics. But after a moment, the noise faded. Dujuan opened the door and walked towards her.

Luo Shuiyao straightened up, leaned back, and asked, "What's the matter?"

Du Juan said respectfully, "Miss, the Marquis's wife sent a message saying that the wife of the Marquis of Jing'an and the second young master came to apologize and asked if you were feeling better and if you would like to join them for breakfast."

Lu Shuiyao frowned slightly, her thoughts racing. After a moment, she slowly said, "Go and tell my wife that I'm still feeling unwell and can't go."

Du Juan did not question it, responded and turned to go out to pass on the message.

After hearing Cuizhu leave the yard, Luo Shuiyao called out to Yuanyuan, "Dujuan."

Du Juan heard the young lady's voice and immediately ran in and asked, "Young lady, what's wrong?"

Luo Shuiyao said anxiously, "Help me go to the mirror quickly and get the rouge and powder that my aunt sent me today."

Although Du Juan was confused and didn't quite understand what her young lady meant, she still obediently put the things out and helped Luo Shuiyao to the mirror.

Luo Shuiyao looked at the bottles and jars in front of the mirror, reached out and picked up one of them, and applied it thickly on her face and lips. Then she called Du Juan to help her to the bed. She looked at the cloth wrapped around her body, thought for a moment, and said to Du Juan, "Go and get the white cloth and wrap it around my feet and body twice more."

Dujuan now basically understood what the young lady was going to do. She smiled, responded crisply, and went to get the cloth to help Luo Shuiyao wrap it around the injured area.

forecourt.

Cuizhu hurried forward to report, saying, "Madam, Miss Luo's condition has not improved, but has become even worse."

When the Marquis's wife heard this, she immediately became anxious and quickly stood up and said to Yang Ruolan, "Xiangdong is a stranger and it is inconvenient for him to enter the backyard. Please come with me."

Yang Ruolan stood up and said, "Okay, I'll go with my cousin."

The Marquis's wife did not wait for her to reply and hurried towards Chunhua Courtyard.

Outside Chunhua Courtyard, before Madam Hou and Yang Ruolan entered the yard, they heard heart-wrenching coughs coming from inside.

The Marquis's heart tightened. She quickly stepped forward, opened the curtain, and entered the room. Suddenly, a strong smell of medicine filled the room. The woman on the bed was as pale as paper, her breathing unsteady, and her injuries were wrapped in thick gauze. She coughed in fits, as if she was coughing up her lungs, which was extremely distressing to watch.

Madam Hou stepped forward and held Luo Shuiyao's hand, which was hanging by the bed, and asked with concern, "Why is it getting worse? Do you want to see a doctor?"