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

Chapter 49

Luo Shuiyao was stunned for a few seconds before she regained her senses. Then she slid to her knees and sat on the ground in front of Lu Zhaozhao.

She looked at Lu Zhaozhao in disbelief, tears streaming down her face like raindrops. "Sister Zhao, how could you do this? I'm your sister, your junior. How could you do this to me?"

"Woo!"

She cried loudly and sobbed non-stop.

"Don't do this, I'm so scared. My aunt said that if elders kneel in front of younger ones, the younger ones will shorten their lifespan. I dare not say anything more. Please don't shorten my lifespan," she cried miserably, as if the Ox-Head and Horse-Face would take her soul away in the next moment.

Looking at Lu Zhaozhao's out-of-control expression, she felt secretly happy. As expected! If you want to defeat the enemy, you must give him a taste of his own medicine.

Lu Zhaozhao opened her mouth slightly, her expression stiff, and she was a little confused by Luo Shuiyao's sudden action.

Then, she quickly came to her senses, pinched the handkerchief in her hand, her eyes full of shame and anger. What elders! Juniors? We are of the same age, how can there be a distinction between elders and juniors?

"Zhao Zhao, Yao Yao, what are you doing? Get up quickly!"

The Marquis's wife and Ye Yunxing stared in amazement at the two people's excellent singing and recitation. In the end, it was the Marquis's wife who reacted first. She hurried forward and grabbed Luo Shuiyao's arm. Nanny Sang also quickly came over to help and finally helped her up.

Afterwards, the Marquis's wife sorted out their clothes and hair before speaking, "Alright, Zhao Zhao and Yao Yao, listen up."

"Yaoyao, what you said just now was just a casual remark. I didn't mean to offend you. You two are of similar age, so you should get along well with each other. What happened today was purely a misunderstanding. Don't take it to heart and ruin your friendship."

Seeing that the Marquis' wife gave her a way out at the right time, Luo Shuiyao naturally understood the principle of knowing when to stop and go with the flow.

She nodded, wiped the tears from her eyes with a handkerchief, then pointed to the lunch box on the table and said, "Aunt, I've been ill in bed these past few days, and I heard from the maids in the courtyard that you've had frequent headaches lately. I thought you must be feeling so bad because of me. So today, feeling a little better, I asked the kitchen to make some sweet sand fruit pastries."

As she spoke, she opened the lid of the lunch box and took out two plates of snacks. Then she walked over to the Marquis' wife, pulled her to sit at the table, and placed the snacks in front of her. "Last time, I saw you liked these sweet sago fruits, so I told my maid to go buy some this morning. Look, the snacks were just made, and I rushed them over to you. Try them; they should still be hot."

"So that's how it is?" A warm feeling welled up in the Marquis's heart, mixed with heartache. She took Luo Shuiyao's hand, patted it gently, and said, "You child, you are so unwell, but you are still thinking about your aunt."

Luo Shuiyao lowered her head shyly and said softly, "How can anything I do compare to the love my aunt has for me? I've been seriously ill these past few days, and yet my aunt still came to see me despite not feeling well. It's my unfilial behavior that's caused my aunt to worry so much about me."

Looking at the exquisite snacks in front of her, Madam Hou wanted to ease the awkward atmosphere, so she waved to Lu Zhaozhao and said, "Zhaozhao, come here too. Try the snacks made by your sister Yao and see how they taste compared to yours."

Lu Zhaozhao had already calmed down her emotions. Upon hearing this, she smiled gently and said, "Of course, I can't compare to what Sister Yao did."

When Luo Shuiyao heard this, she thought to herself, "Does the heroine still not want to call a truce?" This sounded nice, but when she thought about it carefully, she felt something was not right.

As expected, Lu Zhaozhao stepped forward and sat down below the Marquis's wife. She reached out and pinched a piece of sweet sand cake, took a light bite, and said, "Sister Yao, you don't know, this sweet sand cake is cold in nature. Auntie is frail and has a headache, so eating too much of it will harm the body. I've been making medicinal food for you these past few days, all of which are mild and nourishing. This snack conflicts with the medicinal food, so you must not eat too much."

Without waiting for Luo Shuiyao to respond, she continued, "But it's not my fault, Sister Yao. After all, you come from the countryside and don't know these things. Unlike the ladies from the clans who understand medical principles, it's natural that you don't understand these things. But it doesn't matter. I will teach you in the future."

Luo Shuiyao wanted to laugh when she heard this. Since sweet sand apples are cold in nature and shouldn't be eaten too much, then why did you plant a field of sweet sand apple trees on your farm in the original novel?

She naturally followed the hostess's words. She covered her mouth in surprise, her face filled with shame as she said, "Ah! I didn't know that sweet sand fruit has a cold nature. Look at me, I'm clueless and made such a big mistake. I'll consult a doctor tomorrow and I won't make this mistake again."

At this point, she paused, looked at the heroine's instantly stiff expression, and said, "However, I will have to trouble you to teach me in the future."

The Marquis's wife hadn't noticed the undercurrent between the two. Seeing them talking so intimately, she nodded with satisfaction, "I know your feelings. Even though these sweet sand fruits are cold in nature, you can just eat less."

Then, the Marquis's wife reached out and pinched a piece of sweet sand fruit cake, taking a gentle bite. The cake was dense on the outside, and sweet and sour on the inside. She nodded repeatedly in surprise and said, "Mm, it tastes very good, even better than the snack you brought last time."

"Good boy, you took the trouble."

At this moment, Ye Yunxing, who had been ignored, came over. He reached out and picked up a piece of sweet sand fruit cake and put it in his mouth. His eyes suddenly lit up. He nodded while chewing the snack and said, "Mm, it's delicious. It's much better than those sweet snacks."

"This kid."

Seeing her son being so rude, the Marquis's wife laughed and scolded him, "Why, are you still being starved in the Marquis' Mansion?"

However, even though she said this, there was no anger in her eyes. Her two sons followed her example and disliked sweets. Since most snacks in Kyoto were sweet, the child rarely ate snacks and rarely saw snacks that he liked so much.

Madam Hou pushed the dessert plate on the table forward and said to Ye Yunxing with a smile, "Eat."

Ye Yunxing picked up another egg yolk pastry and took a bite. The crispy crust and soft filling blended in his mouth, exuding a salty and fragrant aroma. He immediately squinted his eyes in enjoyment. This egg yolk pastry was crispy on the outside, soft and glutinous on the inside, and full of salty and fragrant flavor, which was simply amazing.

As he ate, he nodded to Luo Shuiyao beside him, his eyes full of praise. The egg yolk pastry was small and exquisite. In just two bites, Ye Yunxing finished a piece of egg yolk pastry.

Then, he said to Luo Shuiyao, "Sister Yao, can you make more of this? I'll take it back to the academy and let the others try it. They must have never tasted such delicious snacks."

Seeing Ye Yunxing ignore her and interact so intimately with Madam Hou and Luo Shuiyao, Gu Zhaozhao felt a chill in her eyes. She secretly resented, "Country girl, you're so kind! I want to see what tricks a country girl like you can come up with."