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At that moment, Zhang Yue couldn't help but speak up, "Miss, the Second Miss has always been unfriendly towards you, yet now she wants to change her marriage. There must be something fishy about this."
Liu Ruyi smiled slightly, as if she had already seen through everything. "Let's not worry about her for now; at least on the surface, it's a good thing. Come, let's go tell my mother this good news."
Liu Ruyi's mother, Bai Jieqiong, had always been frail and sickly, looked down upon by everyone in the household. Now that her daughter was to marry into the Duke's Residence, she would surely be overjoyed.
With a light step, Liu Ruyi led Zhang Yue toward her mother's room, her heart filled with eagerness to share this wonderful news. However, before she could even enter the door, the sound of arguing from within felt like a bucket of cold water, instantly extinguishing her joy.
"Li Mama's" anxious voice was tinged with a hint of choking emotion. "How can we cut back on medicine when Bai Yiniang is still ill? Isn't that tantamount to taking her life?"
Zhao Mama retorted with a sneer, "She's just an old concubine without status. If she dies, so what? It's no big deal." Those sharp words pierced Liu Ruyi's heart like nails.
Liu Ruyi clenched her fists so tightly that her nails nearly dug into her flesh. Taking a deep breath to suppress her anger, she pushed open the door and strode inside. Her gaze was cold and sharp as it fixed on Zhao Mama, as if she intended to pierce right through her.
Zhao Mama was in the midst of her tirade when she suddenly felt an icy chill. She looked up and met Liu Ruyi's fiery eyes. Startled, she took a step back, unable to utter a single word.
"Zhao Mama," Liu Ruyi said, her face flushed with anger as she tightly clenched her fists, raising her voice slightly. "What is your intention in belittling my mother?"
Zhao Mama showed no signs of backing down; instead, she smirked disdainfully and glanced sideways at Liu Ruyi. "Ha! Your presence here is useless! A mere illegitimate daughter marrying a poor scholar will probably end up worse off than me, the housekeeper! You think you can protect this short-lived ghost..."
Before she could finish speaking, a crisp slap echoed through the room. Zhao Mama's face instantly turned red as she covered her cheek in disbelief, her eyes wide with shock as she stared at Liu Ruyi. "You... you dare hit me?"
Liu Ruyi's gaze was like a blade as it bore down on Zhao Mama. "I am now the fiancée of the Young Lord; don't I have the right to hit you?"
Her voice was not loud but carried an undeniable authority, like a high-ranking mistress reprimanding an incompetent servant.
Zhao Mama seemed struck by lightning and stood there in shock for a moment before finally regaining her senses. "Impossible! The one marrying the Young Lord should be the Second Miss; you are just an illegitimate daughter..."
Seeing this, Zhang Yue quickly pulled out the marriage certificate from her sleeve and thrust it into Zhao Mama's hands. "This is the marriage certificate; take a good look for yourself!"
Zhao Mama trembled as she opened the certificate. The clear characters jumped out at her eyes; her eyeballs nearly popped out of their sockets as her face shifted between red and pale. "How could this be?"
Liu Ruyi no longer paid attention to Zhao Mama's shock and turned to the other maids present. "Go find someone to take this old hag away and sell her off."
"Miss, spare this old servant!" Zhao Mama suddenly knelt on the ground with a thud, clutching Liu Ruyi's leg and pleading tearfully. The arrogance she had just displayed vanished without a trace.
Yet Liu Ruyi remained unmoved and coldly shook off Zhao Mama's hand. "You withheld medicine and framed my mother; if I don't punish you today, won't that mean you can trample all over the rules of the Liu Family?" Her voice was icy and resolute, leaving no room for doubt.
Two servants stepped forward without hesitation and seized Zhao Mama, dragging her out of the room. Her cries echoed down the corridor before gradually fading away.
Liu Ruyi's gaze swept over everyone in the room before finally landing on several trembling maids and matrons. Her voice was as cold as ice pulled from a frozen cave. "From now on in the Liu Family, anyone who dares to bully my mother will be opposing me as the lady of this household; I will not spare them!" Her tone sounded like both a declaration of sovereignty and a challenge that sent shivers down everyone's spines.
The servants lowered their heads in unison and replied nervously, "We dare not!"
"Ruyi!" Suddenly hearing her mother's call from nearby made Liu Ruyi turn around quickly and rush to her bedside. She gently supported her mother up with concern filling her eyes as they glistened with unshed tears.
Bai Jieqiong leaned against the headboard, her face as pale as paper, yet a hint of uncontainable surprise flickered in her eyes. "Why did you marry into the Duke's Residence? Is this some kind of trick?" Her gaze wandered over Liu Ruyi's face, as if searching for answers.
Liu Ruyi embraced her mother tightly, her voice choked with emotion. "Mother, don't worry. I know what they think. But marrying into the Duke's Residence is real, and it's a good thing; at least it will allow you to escape your suffering sooner." She held her mother close, as if by doing so she could bear all the hardships herself and share the burden.
Memories from her past life surged like a tide—the difficult days, Bai Jieqiong's struggles in poverty, and the regret of not being able to fulfill her filial duties—now transformed into a force driving her to change everything.
Just then, Liu Ruming burst in with a flurry, anger etched on her face as she fixed a piercing gaze on Liu Ruyi. "Liu Ruyi, Zhao Mama is my mother's dowry servant; how dare you sell her?"
Liu Ruyi smiled slightly, her tone calm as if discussing the weather. "She stole property; she deserves what she gets! If you disagree, we can take it up with Father." Her eyes were clear and resolute, as if she had already seen through everything.
Liu Ruming felt a pang of guilt under Liu Ruyi's unwavering gaze, her voice dropping a notch. "Fine! You think you're so impressive for marrying into the Duke's Residence? Let me tell you! That Young Lord Yuan Yingwu is nothing but a notorious playboy, which is why I let him go to you. Your hard days are still ahead!" With that, she turned and left, leaving behind a room full of shock.
Liu Ruyi watched her retreating figure with a faint smirk. She knew that Liu Ruming was merely masking her own insecurity while seeking a reasonable excuse for her choices. As for Liu Ruyi, she had her own plans.
Back in her chamber, Zhang Yue looked at Liu Ruyi with concern. "Miss, since the Young Lord has a bad reputation, shouldn't you reconsider marrying him?"
Liu Ruyi shook her head firmly, leaving no room for doubt. "There's nothing to consider; I will definitely marry him. The worse his reputation is, the more I stand to gain!" She approached the bronze mirror and picked up some rouge, carefully applying it around her eyes. As she painted, she asked Zhang Yue, "Do I look like I've been crying?"
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