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

Chapter Four

Luo Shuiyao walked quickly forward and opened the door, and saw the waiter who brought her up standing outside. He was holding a plate of food steadily in one hand and clothes carefully in the other, with a flattering smile on his face.

She hurried forward, took the plates and clothes from the waiter, thanked him, and sent him away.

She put her clothes on the bed, then walked to the table and sat down to enjoy dinner.

I picked up my chopsticks, picked up a piece of meat, and put it in my mouth, chewing slowly. Although it was just a few simple dishes, the taste was quite good. Perhaps it was because this inn was of a higher quality, so even ordinary meals could be made so delicious.

After dinner, the waiter came over to take away the plates and considerately brought her a large bucket of hot water for her to wash.

Luo Shuiyao watched the waiter leave and carefully locked the door. While scrubbing her body, she thought about the possibility of running away.

In the end, she decided to go out and explore the route at night. If she could find a place to stay, she would find a chance to run away. If not, she would come back first. Take it slow, there will always be a solution.

On the other side, in a room at the end of the corridor, the carved window lattice was half-closed, and the weak light could hardly penetrate, making the room slightly dim. Although the room was exquisitely decorated, the color tone was dark, giving people a sense of oppression.

In the corner, a bronze incense burner emanated curls of smoke, the delicate scent of sandalwood lingering faintly in the air. The landscape paintings hung on the walls, though delicate and profound in their meaning, could hardly conceal the oppressive atmosphere of the room.

A handsome man with a cold face sat on a chair in the middle of the room. He exuded a cold aura that made people afraid to approach him.

At this moment, below him stood a middle-aged man, his expression humble and even a little cautious.

"Young Master, two days ago the Marquis wrote to you asking you to escort Miss Luo to the capital. Why am I not here with you and my subordinates today?" Ye Yunzhou curled his lips slightly, the arc so shallow that it was almost imperceptible, but his eyes were as cold as a thousand-year-old ice, so cold that it made people shudder.

He narrowed his eyes and said in a cold tone, "You guys walk in front, and I'll protect you from behind. Otherwise, if there are women in this group, it would be inappropriate for me to be in front."

After he said this, his expression remained as calm as water.

When Zhang Guanshi heard his words, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly. He couldn't help but secretly complain in his heart: It's not appropriate for you, a man, to escort a woman, but is it appropriate for us, a group of men, to escort women?

Of course, he only dared to think about it in his mind, not to express it out loud. He could only nod respectfully in agreement. After all, the other party was the high and mighty prince, and he was just a small steward, so how could he dare to refute him?

The man waved his hand, and he respectfully retreated, closing the door for him.

It was late at night, and everything was silent. Moonlight streamed through the window onto the bed. The person sleeping soundly on the bed suddenly opened her eyes. Her bright eyes were filled with clarity, without a trace of sleepiness. She stretched her body, and the fatigue and weakness of the day seemed to have disappeared.

She shook her head in annoyance and ignored it because she couldn't figure it out. Maybe it was because the core had been changed!

She got up from her bed quietly, afraid to make a sound. She tiptoed to the door, her ear pressed against it. The sound of her rapidly beating heart was especially clear in the silence. The surroundings were deathly silent, as if even the air had frozen.

Then, he moved to the window, slowly pushed it open, and peeked out. The night outside was as thick as indissoluble ink, a pitch-black darkness that made him feel incredibly oppressive. Observing his surroundings, he estimated that it was already early morning.

The ancients were accustomed to going to bed early, and at this time everyone had fallen into a deep sleep, which was undoubtedly a godsend opportunity for her to sneak out.

She took a deep breath, pushed open the door without hesitation, stood on tiptoe, and moved forward quietly. After finally reaching the downstairs, she slowly stuck her head out and looked around for a while before fixing her eyes on the waiter not far away.

At this time, the waiter was drowsy, his head drooping from time to time, and it seemed that he had fallen asleep.

Luo Shuiyao was so nervous that she almost stopped breathing. She stared at the waiter, not daring to breathe for fear of disturbing him. After a long while, she finally breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that the waiter hadn't noticed anything. Then she stood on tiptoe and rushed out the door like a gust of wind.

After she walked out the door, she didn't dare to look back. Her mind was blank and she had only one thought - run!

So she spread her legs and ran forward.

Luo Shuiyao escaped from the inn under the cover of night and ran all the way. She didn't know how long she ran, nor where she ran to, until she felt she could run no longer and stopped.

She leaned against the wall, breathing heavily, and took a long rest before she recovered. After she recovered, she began to look around.

There are some ancient buildings all around, the architectural style is similar to that of the ancient Tang Dynasty, and somewhat like that of the Song Dynasty. It looks quite unique.

At this moment, she was standing on a street that looked rather dark, with faint candlelight coming from the houses on both sides of the road.

Seeing this environment, Luo Shuiyao suddenly felt a strong sense of regret. She couldn't help but scold herself in her heart: Luo Shuiyao, Luo Shuiyao, why did you come out so rashly?

You have to remember, this was ancient times, when streetlights didn't exist. It was already late at night, and only a few people were walking on the street. Furthermore, most of these pedestrians were men, and there were no surveillance cameras. What if they encountered a bad guy?

But it’s not too late to regret now. Luo Shuiyao lowered her head and walked back quickly.

"what!"

At this moment, a scream suddenly came from the front. Luo Shuiyao was startled and looked up, only to see an old lady in plain clothes falling to the ground.