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

One of Luo Shuiyao's hands was tightly held by Madam Hou, so she stretched out her other hand and gently stroked Madam Hou's back, comforting her: "Aunt, I'm sorry for making you worry."

The marquis's wife shook her head and said, "I'm glad you're okay. Come, let's go in." A look of relief appeared on her face, and she took Luo Shuiyao's hand and walked into the hall.

Ye Yunxing stood behind Luo Shuiyao with a blank expression.

He watched helplessly as his mother dragged Luo Shuiyao inside, completely ignoring his presence. He couldn't help but feel helpless and doubtful. Was he really her biological son? What mother could look down on her own son?

Unexpectedly, the Marquis's wife seemed to have eyes on her back and shouted, "You little bastard, why don't you come in?"

Ye Yunxing…….

Oh! So I saw him!

Lu Zhaozhao watched as the Marquis' wife, who had just been chatting and laughing with her, stood up to greet Luo Shuiyao, leaving her aside.

A sinister look flashed in her eyes. She gritted her teeth and said in her heart, "Country girl, I cannot coexist with you.

However, Lu Zhaozhao concealed it very well. She quickly adjusted her mood and soon concealed the vicious look in her eyes.

She put on an expression of feigned surprise, and greeted her enthusiastically, saying, "Sister Yao, are you feeling better?" Her tone was full of concern, as if the jealousy and hatred just now had never appeared.

Luo Shuiyao...? Hey, don't do this, you're like Grandma Wolf, I'm scared! But she could only sigh inwardly.

Lu Zhaozhao stepped forward to grab Luo Shuiyao's hand, but she slightly turned away. Lu Zhaozhao was stunned, a trace of embarrassment washing over her face. She hadn't expected Luo Shuiyao to avoid her, and she was taken aback.

She calmed herself down, forced a smile, and said, "Sister Yao, why are you hiding from me?"

Luo Shuiyao said calmly: "Sister Zhao, I'm not feeling well, and I'm afraid that I'll pass my illness on to you."

After hearing this, Lu Zhaozhao had her doubts, but she couldn't force Luo Shuiyao to come. She could only smile and say, "I thought I hadn't come to see you these past few days, and you had something against me, Sister Yao."

As she spoke, a tear slipped from the corner of her eye. She picked up her handkerchief and gently wiped it away before continuing, "It's just that my aunt has had a headache these past two days because of you. I'm here to serve my aunt, so naturally I can't rest in the courtyard like you, Sister Yao."

Before Luo Shuiyao could reply, she glanced at the lunch box in Ye Yunxing's hand. She had just smelled a faint, refreshing aroma coming from there. Her eyes flickered, and she continued, "I thought my sister was unwell and had been bedridden for a while. I never imagined she'd gotten much better and even had the energy to make snacks. It seems she's recovering incredibly quickly." There was a hint of surprise in her words, and her tone rose slightly, as if hinting at something, yet also as if simply expressing emotion.

The Marquis' wife hadn't thought about anything else at first, but now, following Lu Zhaozhao's words, her gaze slowly fell on the lunch box. Then, she turned to look at Luo Shuiyao, her eyes filled with inquiry, as if she wanted to see through her.

Luo Shuiyao really wanted to applaud Lu Zhaozhao.

She secretly tutted her tongue twice and thought to herself, "Good fellow, with just a few words he's convinced I'm feigning illness, and even insinuated that I'm scheming and trying to compete with her for favor, and he's so eager to show his courtesy and make snacks for the Marquis's wife.

As expected of the original heroine, she is really capable.

Luo Shuiyao stepped forward, took the snack box from Ye Yunxing, and placed it on the table.

When she looked up again, her eyes were already filled with tears. "I heard from the servants that you had a headache, Auntie, and I was very worried. Remembering that you seemed to enjoy those dim sum a few days ago, I went to the kitchen and asked the maid to make some for you. I didn't expect Sister Zhaozhao to misunderstand me like this." Her voice trembled slightly, carrying a hint of grievance and helplessness at being misunderstood.

She bit her lip softly, her hands unconsciously twisting the corners of her clothes. Her frail appearance was truly pitiful, making one want to protect her. "Sister Zhaozhao, I come from the countryside and have no one to teach me. Naturally, I don't have your dexterity to make all kinds of snacks to please my aunt. I also don't know how to please people, so I hope you won't blame me."

As she spoke, she acted like the heroine in a Qiong Yao drama, shaking her head and crying, "I am really sick, please believe me."

The Marquis's wife took a step forward with concern and hugged Shui Yao.

"Oh, don't think too much. Zhao Zhao was just saying it casually and didn't mean to blame you." Her tone was full of pity and comfort as she gently patted Shui Yao's back.

Luo Shuiyao leaned gently in the arms of the Marquis' wife, tears silently sliding down her cheeks, her nose red from crying, looking so pitiful.

Ye Yunxing stood aside, his fists clenched, his face etched with rage. He had learned yesterday that Second Young Master Liu had ridden his horse to commit a crime, nearly harming his mother but failing to do so, and instead frightening Sister Yao into illness. Now, seeing her crying so pitifully, he couldn't help but feel a surge of rage welling up in his heart.

He felt that all this was caused by the Second Young Master Liu, and gnashed his teeth and said, "Hmph! When I run into that brat Liu Xiangdong, I will definitely avenge you and give him a good beating."

Luo Shuiyao got up from the Marquis's wife's arms, shook her head and said, "I'm fine." After wiping away the tears from the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief, she forced a smile.

Then she turned and continued to say to Lu Zhaozhao, "Sister Zhao, I've been ill in bed these past few days and I'm so bored being alone. My maid Du Juan looked for you several times, but you were never there. I thought you were avoiding me because you were annoying me! I was being mean. It turns out you were serving the elders! I really shouldn't have done that. As she spoke, she bowed to Lu Zhaozhao with an extremely sincere gesture."

Lu Zhaozhao looked at her, clutching the silk handkerchief in her hand tightly, and biting her silver teeth almost to pieces. She hurried to look at the expressions of Madam Hou and Ye Yunxing.

Seeing the two of them looking at her with hints of accusation in their eyes, her heart tightened. She could lie to Du Juan and Luo Shuiyao, but she couldn't tell the Marquis and the others. She had been more diligent about visiting Zhaohua Courtyard these past few days, but she wasn't always there. She only came for breakfast and lunch, and then returned to Qiuli Courtyard. How could she possibly be away from her own courtyard all that time?

Qiuliyuan and Chunhuayuan are neighbors, and they are so close to each other, but she didn't even go to see the village girl. Isn't it just that she disdains to have anything to do with this village girl!

A layer of cold sweat instantly broke out on her forehead. She immediately stepped forward and cried in front of Luo Shuiyao, "I'm sorry, Sister Yao, I didn't mean it that way."

"I was just afraid of disturbing you. I thought you wouldn't be able to rest well if I went, so I didn't go. I didn't expect you would miss your sister so much." It's my fault, she said as she knelt down in front of Luo Shuiyao, crying like a pear blossom in the rain.

Luo Shuiyao looked at her in amazement. She didn't expect that she could be so shameless. She thought her performance was very good, but she didn't expect that there is always someone better than you!

Oh no, I was careless and was outmaneuvered by the heroine.