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

Chapter 85

He slowly withdrew his hand that was suspended in mid-air, tightly pinched the corner of his sleeve and rubbed it. He was about to answer her when he was interrupted by Luo Shuiyao.

"Oh, I see. Did you see me get food on my face while I was eating?"

She raised her hand, wiped her face with the back of her hand, and asked, "Is there anything left now?"

Ye Yunzhou: “…”

He had already decided to confess to her, but she just asked and answered her own questions and solved the problem on her own.

So what about his previous dilemma? He felt helpless and raised his hand to rub his brow.

Luo Shuiyao lowered her head and took a bite of the steamed bread, chewing it slowly. Seeing him rubbing his brows, she swallowed the food in her mouth and asked, "What's wrong? Do you have a headache again?"

Ye Yunzhou: “…”

"My head doesn't hurt, my tooth hurts."

Luo Shuiyao took another bite of the steamed bread in her hand, leaned in close to look at him carefully for a while, and after swallowing the food in her mouth, she continued: "Your condition doesn't look too serious. It may be due to internal heat evil. Just go home and ask the doctor to prescribe two prescriptions for you."

Ye Yunzhou looked at her silently, "Eat your food quickly."

Luo Shuiyao looked at him in confusion, and didn't bother to pay attention to his puzzled look. She finished the remaining steamed buns in a few bites.

Hearing a sparse noise coming from outside the door, she patted the residue on her hands, picked up the water to wash down the food in her mouth, and then stood up and walked out the door.

When she went out, she saw several rows of people standing at the door of the left wing, so she walked towards that direction.

Yang Yong was the first to see her and said hurriedly, "Hey, the girl is here."

The sporadic noises disappeared in an instant, and everyone stood up straight, as if the people who were staggering and making noise just now were not them.

Yang Wei hurried over and said, "Miss, are we too noisy and disturbing you?"

"Look at yourselves! I just told you to keep your voices down and not make any noise, but none of you obeyed orders."

"But we are not soldiers now," muttered the short boy with a scar on his face.

"Um,"

Yang Yong looked at him. "What did you just say? Once you join the army, you will be soldiers forever. Since you are a soldier, you must obey military orders. After the girl leaves, everyone's training workload will be doubled."

"Yes," everyone answered in unison.

Luo Shuiyao's attention was all on the face of the young boy.

She took a few steps forward and stood in front of the young man. He looked to be no more than fifteen or sixteen years old, with a thin build and a very serious scar on his face.

She stretched out her hand tremblingly, wanting to touch his face, but the young man took a step back and said, "Girl, what are you doing? Men and women should not touch each other." He said this with some deliberate humor.

But the person being amused by him didn't smile at all.

Luo Shuiyao bit her lips tightly, "It hurt when you were injured, didn't it?"

The young man looked at her in a daze, as if he didn't understand why she was like this. He shook his head and said, "It's all over. It doesn't hurt now."

Luo Shuiyao took a step back and glanced at the group of people standing there. At a glance, almost all of them were disabled.

There were those with broken legs, broken hands, and disfigured faces, but there were no ones with both broken legs and arms. She had a good idea of what would happen to those people, but it only made her feel even more heartbroken.

"Please don't talk about becoming a marquis. A general's success is built on the bones of thousands of soldiers." She murmured softly this poem she had learned in her previous life, and felt that the face of the original owner's father, Luo Dajun, became clearer and clearer in her mind.

Ever since she crossed over to this world, the memories of the original owner seemed to be shrouded in a hazy veil. Only at this moment, she seemed to abandon the original owner's identity and become her true self.

Ye Yunzhou walked forward, stood in front of her, picked up a handkerchief and gently wiped the tears from her face.

Luo Shuiyao raised her eyes and looked at him.

Ye Yunzhou saw the fear and grievance in her eyes, and felt a pain in his heart, wanting to hold her in his arms.

Everyone looked at her. They saw the pity and heartache in her eyes as she looked at them, and they also heard the poem she had just recited.

Although I don’t quite understand its meaning, I can feel the sadness and grief in it!

Luo Shuiyao was confused for a moment, then took the handkerchief from Ye Yunzhou. After calming down, she said to everyone, "I'm sorry, did I scare you?"

Everyone looked at each other, not knowing how to answer.

Ye Yunzhou withdrew his hand, clenched it into a fist behind his back, lowered his eyes to look at her and said, "They have seen everything. How could they be scared by you?"

Luo Shuiyao nodded, "That's right."

Then, she looked at Yang Wei and said, "I have a few young men here. I will ask them to come to you when the time comes. You just need to teach them daily exercises."

"Also, could you teach us women in the harem some exercises? My maid is naturally very strong and might be a good candidate for martial arts training. You could also take the time to teach me a few moves so that I can protect myself."

"However," she hesitated and said: No outsiders are allowed to enter the backyard. I wonder if you have any solution.

"Hey!"

Yang Wei thought for a moment, his eyes swept over the scarred boy, and said, "Zhuangzi is suitable. Zhuangzi is thin and small, so it would be fine to let him disguise himself as a woman to teach you."

Luo Shuiyao followed his gaze and her eyes lit up. She thought this was a good idea.

"It's feasible." Ye Yunzhou also nodded.

"It's just that the scar on Zhuangzi's face is a little too obvious."

Luo Shuiyao waved her hand, "No problem, just let him wear a mask or a veil."

Zhuangzi saw that everyone had decided his destination without his consent. Just as he was about to open his mouth to refute, he saw Ye Yunzhou raised his eyes and glanced at him.

Seeing this, Zhuangzi could only pout and dared not say another word.

Seeing that today's goal had been achieved, Luo Shuiyao had no intention of staying any longer. She took out a hundred-liang silver note from her purse and handed it to Yang Wei.

Yang Wei took a closer look and was shocked. He quickly declined: "Miss, how can you use so much? This is really too much."

Luo Shuiyao stuffed the banknote into his hand, looked him straight in the eye, and said, "Since this is Yang Weiwu Hall, and you are their leader, then you have the responsibility to solve their food and clothing problems. Look at the people in this courtyard, all tall, but pale and thin. How can this be possible? You are soldiers, even if you were once, you have won glory for the Zhou Dynasty. As a citizen of the Zhou Dynasty, it would be my honor if I could help you."

Yang Wei, a burly man eight feet tall, could no longer hold back his tears. He turned to look at his brothers in the yard, a lump in his throat.