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

Seeing how dismal her face looked, the Marquis's wife naturally agreed and quickly instructed the nanny beside her, "Go quickly and make sure the cousin is safely returned to Qiuli Courtyard. Then, ask a doctor to see what's wrong with her and why her face has suddenly turned so bad."

Lu Zhaozhao quickly waved her hands and said gratefully, "Aunt, you are so considerate. I will go back now and will not disturb you from meeting with the people from the Jing'an Marquis' Mansion. Please don't let me affect the friendship between the two mansions."

Luo Shuiyao gently held the Marquis's hand, lowered her eyebrows, her eyes full of indifference, and she didn't want to look at Lu Zhaozhao again.

This heroine was really setting traps for her all the time. The implication of her words was clearly that it was because of her that the Marquis's wife and the Marquis's Mansion had a rift with the Jing'an Earl's Mansion.

But the heroine was just showing off her eloquence. Luo Shuiyao didn't bother to pay attention to her and just watched her jumping around for fun.

Lu Zhaozhao's gaze swept over Luo Shuiyao again, and seeing that Luo Shuiyao had no reaction, she couldn't help but bite her lip.

Then, she took a few steps forward and said to Ye Yunxing, "Second brother, are you going back to Chongshan Academy tonight?"

Ye Yunxing nodded slightly and said, "I'll be back at 3 p.m."

Lu Zhaozhao gently raised her slender white fingers and elegantly tucked a lock of hair from her temples. She parted her red lips and spoke in a voice as soft and gentle as a silver bell. "Second brother, I'm really not feeling well. I'm afraid I can't see you off. When I get back, I'll immediately ask Hongying to fetch you the Suyan ink that my eldest brother gave me."

Then, she swayed weakly, like a willow in the wind. Hongying beside her was quick to move forward and support her.

She extended her delicate hand and gently patted her chest before continuing, "Suyan ink is too precious. I'm just a weak woman, and it would be a waste to use it. As the saying goes, good ink is given to heroes. Second brother, this is a crucial time for your studies. You must not refuse."

There was a soft light flickering in her eyes, filled with reluctance and expectation, and her look made people feel pity for her.

Luo Shuiyao felt it was extremely awkward to see her like this. Lu Zhaozhao's appearance was originally of the dignified and elegant type, but she had to act like a weak willow in the wind, which made people feel very uncomfortable.

At least, that's how Ye Yunxing acted. He took a step back and looked at her with an indescribable expression. "This is a gift from my elder brother, so keep it well. I won't need it. If I need it in the future, I can come back to you."

Lu Zhaozhao wanted to say something, but Ye Yunxing took a few steps back. Before she could speak, he said to Madam Hou, "Mother, I'll go to the meeting room and wait for you."

After saying that, Ye Yunxing resolutely turned around and headed towards the conference room.

Seeing this, the Marquis's wife stepped forward and comforted him, "Go back and rest."

Perhaps Lu Zhaozhao felt that no one would watch her performance today, so she stopped refusing and let the nanny take her away.

Marquis's Mansion Meeting Hall

Luo Shuiyao sipped the tea gently, savoring it while waiting for the people from the Jing'an Marquis' Mansion to arrive.

She had never been fond of sweets, and the pastries she had just eaten now made her feel cloying. She didn't know who brewed the tea at the Marquis's place, but it tasted light and refreshing, with a hint of sweetness that made her want to drink more.

Soon, the steward of the Marquis' Mansion brought the two people from the Bo's Mansion into the conference room.

The Marquis's wife, still feeling angry, did not rise to greet him. Instead, she sat upright in the main seat, quietly and slowly sipping her tea. Her posture was extremely elegant, as if she was not drinking tea, but some kind of nectar.

Seeing that the Marquis' wife was sitting still, Luo Shuiyao also sat quietly. She knew in her heart that she only needed to follow the Marquis' wife's actions.

Ye Yunxing looked at his mother, then at Luo Shuiyao, and thought for a moment, but did not stand up. For a moment, the atmosphere in the hall was a little subtle.

Finally, Yang Ruolan lost her patience and stepped forward, saying, "Cousin, I have come to your house to apologize several times. Today you finally have time to see me!" Her voice was clear and pleasant, breaking the silence in the hall.

Liu Xiangdong followed Yang Ruolan and glanced at the people sitting in the hall. He couldn't tell whether he was feeling melancholy or something else. At the same time, he became more and more certain that the Zhongyong Marquis Mansion was not treating Lu Zhaozhao well.

His heart was in turmoil. If the Marquis of Zhongyong didn't treat such a beautiful woman well, then don't blame him for being rude. He clenched his fists, and a hint of determination flashed in his eyes, as if he had made a certain resolution.

The Marquis's wife slowly stood up, smiling, and beckoned the two of them to sit down. The servants of the Marquis's residence respectfully poured tea for them and arranged the snacks neatly before leaving one by one.

Yang Ruolan smiled at Luo Shuiyao and said, "Yaoyao, are you feeling better? You look rosy now, so I guess you're fine." Her smile was filled with concern and joy, as if she had seen her daughter recover, and her eyes were full of relief.

Luo Shuiyao rolled her eyes inwardly. Yang Ruolan must be extremely disgusted with her, yet she was still pretending to be a loving mother and daughter. Even as she thought this, a faint smile remained on her face.

The Marquis's wife quickly responded, "This child is very lucky to have escaped from the horse's hooves. In the future, he will surely be extremely successful." There was a hint of relief and expectation in her tone, and her eyes fell softly on Luo Shuiyao, full of love.

After the two exchanged a few pleasantries, Yang Ruolan glanced at her son and signaled him to come forward.

After receiving his mother's signal, Liu Xiangdong's face became as stiff as stone. His brows were furrowed tightly, and a glint of struggle flickered in his eyes.

Yang Ruolan narrowed her eyes slightly and cast a stern look at Liu Xiangdong again, as if to say, "Apologize quickly, don't let this happen again."

Liu Xiangdong was extremely reluctant. He clenched his fists tightly, veins popping out on the backs of his hands, as if trying to suppress the rage boiling in his heart. He cursed everything in his heart, but he knew that he couldn't disobey his mother at this time.

After a moment, he slowly took two steps forward, his lips tightly pursed and his teeth chattering.

After a long while, he squeezed out three words from between his teeth: "I'm sorry." Those three words seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, and every syllable was filled with endless reluctance and resentment.

Luo Shuiyao looked at Liu Xiangdong with a sneer on her face, and thought to herself, "This apology is really insincere." The marquis's wife observed all this calmly without saying much.

After Liu Xiangdong said "I'm sorry," he lowered his head and said nothing more. The air seemed to freeze at this moment, and the atmosphere in the hall became increasingly tense.

Luo Shuiyao raised her chin slightly, a hint of provocation in her eyes, and slowly said, "This apology is really forced. Is it possible that Master Liu is unwilling to do so?"