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

After coughing for a while, Luo Shuiyao lay weakly on the bed.

Du Juan quickly stepped forward and said, "Madam, I've already asked. The doctor said my daughter is overly frightened and injured, which is why she has a high fever." The Marquis's wife frowned slightly, her eyes full of worry. She gently patted Luo Shuiyao's hand and said softly, "Take good care of yourself and don't let your imagination run wild."

Luo Shuiyao nodded, but before she could answer, she started coughing again. Du Juan hurried forward to pat her back.

Outside the door, Aunt Zhang called out, "Miss, the medicine is ready." Du Juan hurried over, took the medicine bowl from her hand, walked to the bedside and fed it to Luo Shuiyao.

Nanny Zhang looked at the lady in the room and the wife of the Marquis of Jing'an and bowed.

The Marquis's wife waved her hand, signaling her not to be polite, and said, "Yaoyao is still young and naive. You should take good care of the courtyard. If you need anything, go to the account office and withdraw it." Nanny Zhang replied respectfully, "Yes, but I pity the young lady. Her coughing breaks my heart."

The Marquis's wife sighed, glanced at Jing'an Earl's wife Yang Ruolan, and said nothing more. She turned and waved to Aunt Zhang, "You can go down."

Here, Luo Shuiyao finished a bowl of medicine, and her breathing finally stabilized a bit, and she stopped coughing so violently. Du Juan helped her sit up a little, put a pillow behind her, and let her lean gently on the bed.

Luo Shuiyao took a few deep breaths before saying to Madam Hou and Yang Ruolan, "Thank you for taking the trouble, my two aunts, to make this trip. It's just a high fever, it will be fine in a few days."

The Marquis's wife shook her head and then said, "Today, your cousin's mother-in-law brought her son Xiangdong to apologize." "Oh! Xiangdong is the child riding a horse on the street yesterday. Let her talk to you."

As he said this, he moved away from the bed.

Yang Ruolan stepped forward, grabbed Luo Shuiyao's hand with a look of pity on her face, and said, "Aunt brought that brat here today to apologize to you. I told that brat that even if it was urgent official business, he had to avoid the crowd when riding a horse on the street. How could he hurt a delicate lady like you? Fortunately, you are lucky and not seriously injured, otherwise how can I explain to my cousin?" She said this with a face full of guilt, but Luo Shuiyao could not see any guilt on her face, only full of contempt.

Luo Shuiyao secretly clicked her tongue a few times in her heart. Listen to what he said. He was busy with official business and rode on the street. And he said she was not hurt. Look at her now. Does she look like she is not hurt? This person is really telling lies with his eyes open.

But she didn't show any expression on her face. She only spoke weakly, "As an elder, how can you apologize? I'm just an orphan. Thanks to the kindness of my aunt and the Marquis, I was brought into the mansion as a cousin. Otherwise, I have no power and influence, and anyone could come forward and bully me. You don't need to apologize. The Second Young Master is busy with official duties, and he did nothing wrong this time, so how can he talk about an apology? This is really ignorant of my daughter. I hope Madam will not mention it."

As she spoke, she started coughing again, and her eyes instantly filled with tears. Tears rolled down her cheeks, making her look pitiful and miserable, like a delicate flower ravaged by wind and rain, which made people feel pity.

The Marquis' wife, standing nearby, naturally caught on to what her cousin Yang Ruolan hadn't said, and her gaze instantly grew cold. She took a few steps forward, gently patted Luo Shuiyao on the back, and called out to Du Juan, "Come and serve your young lady. Make sure she drinks the medicine after it's been boiled. If anything else, send someone to find me in the front yard." With that, she turned, glanced at Yang Ruolan, and walked straight out the door.

Yang Ruolan hadn't expected this orphan girl to act like this. She stood there awkwardly. Seeing the Marquis' wife leave, she turned and glared at Luo Shuiyao. Unexpectedly, Luo Shuiyao, clinging to Du Juan's shoulder, raised her eyes and met her gaze, offering her a sweet smile. Yang Ruolan was startled, the handkerchief in her hand nearly shredded.

"Why aren't you coming out yet?" The Marquis's wife was standing at the door. From this angle, she just happened to see the fierce light in her eyes and said in a cold voice.

Yang Ruolan gritted her teeth, glared at Luo Shuiyao again, turned around and quickly caught up with the Marquis's wife.

Luo Shuiyao looked at their departing backs, and the smile on her lips gradually disappeared.

Yang Ruolan was the wife of the Marquis of Jing'an, while Liu Xiangdong was the future Marquis of Jing'an. Luo Shuiyao shouldn't have antagonized them, but having read the original novel, she knew Liu Xiangdong was petty and narrow-minded. As his mother, Yang Ruolan was almost identical. Ever since yesterday—no...or perhaps since she had offended Liu Yanyan—the feud between them had been brewing, a life-or-death struggle. Given this, Luo Shuiyao naturally wouldn't back down.

Putting aside Luo Shuiyao's thoughts, Liu Xiangdong was in the main hall of the Marquis of Loyalty and Bravery's mansion. Yang Ruolan and the Marquis's wife had gone to Chunhua Courtyard to visit the village girl. Liu Xiangdong sat in the hall, a maid serving him tea and snacks, and he slowly sipped the tea in his hand.

In his view, a powerless orphan who attempted to offend the Jing'an Marquis's Mansion was undoubtedly courting death. Therefore, he hadn't considered that the orphan would refuse their apology. He simply sipped his tea leisurely, as if everything was under his control. However, he hadn't anticipated that Luo Shuiyao, the orphan, would not play by the rules. She possessed her own wisdom and courage, and would never easily succumb to their power.

And this battle may have just begun.

When the maidservant beside Lu Zhaozhao heard someone say that the wife and son of the Marquis of Jing'an had come to visit, she quickly reported it to Lu Zhaozhao. Lu Zhaozhao's eyes rolled, and she almost instantly understood their intentions, and hurriedly called Hongying to help her wash and dress.

After changing his clothes, Lu Zhaozhao headed towards the main hall. As soon as he entered, he saw the handsome young man who had ridden the horse yesterday leisurely drinking tea.

She took light lotus steps and slowly walked up to the young man, bowed slightly, and said, "Greetings, sir."

Liu Xiangdong raised his head and saw the woman in front of him, a flash of surprise in his eyes. He put down his teacup, nodded slightly, and said, "Miss, there is no need to be so polite."

Lu Zhaozhao stood up, looked at Liu Xiangdong, and asked gently, "I wonder who you are, sir, and why you are here? Where is my aunt?"

Liu Xiangdong was slightly startled. "Aunt? Who are you?"

Hongying added, "My young lady is the cousin of the Marquis's family. It is thanks to the kindness of the Madam and the Marquis that they took my young lady into the family. Otherwise, how would a weak woman like my young lady survive in this world!" As she spoke, she sighed softly as if she were sad.

Lu Zhaozhao's face revealed a hint of worry. Looking at her soft and clear eyes, Liu Xiangdong felt a slight pang of pain in his heart. "With someone as gentle and virtuous as your daughter, no one would dare to make you unhappy."

Lu Zhaozhao looked at him gloomily, wanting to say something but stopping herself, then smiled bitterly, "I'm not as pretty as Sister Yaoyao, and I'm not very likable either. I'm afraid I've let you down with this compliment."