I don't know what they took out of the ancestral hall for, but Dou Shiliu didn't go inside. There was a lotus pond not far away.

The lotus flowers were planted in the Marquis's residence, along with some koi fish; the bright red fish swam in the water.

Then Dou Shiliu heard the sound of falling into the water. He turned around and saw a man struggling to get up in the water, but he couldn't swim and gradually sank.

"Ding! Cannon Fodder Master Hou Rong."

Dou Shiliu: "..."

In a flash, Dou Shiliu lifted the man up and placed him on the shore. His handsome face was now deathly pale.

Dou Shiliu performed artificial respiration on Hou Rong, and then performed CPR. Gradually, Hou Rong vomited a few mouthfuls of blood, and then turned around and coughed a few times in a daze.

"Cough, cough, cough," he clearly choked on water.

Dou Shiliu patted Hou Rong's back indifferently: "How are you feeling?"

She scrutinized Hou Rong closely and noticed that his gaze was somewhat vacant. Dou Shiliu felt a pang of panic; had he been frightened into a stupor?

Just as Dou Shiliu was about to pat Hou Rong's face, a chattering sound came from the side, so he had no choice but to leave first.

Sure enough, the girl who came later took Hou Rong back with her, and Dou Shiliu left with peace of mind.

Back in the kitchen, Dou Shiliu blinked repeatedly, wondering if the First Madam had lost her mind. Why else would she summon her here and treat her like this instead of being properly greeted?

She looked down on the host's identity.

Suddenly, Bai Tuan thought to himself, "Dou Shiliu, indifferent, left the kitchen, found a tree, and climbed up it."

The next day, the First Madam sent someone to dress Dou Shiliu up in a perfunctory manner, which was considered a wedding.

It's impossible for Dou Shiliu to get married. She doesn't even know who her husband is, so how could she suddenly get married?

Dou Shiliu knocked out the girls and secretly went to find the cannon fodder leader. When she arrived at Hou Rong's side, she saw him lying unconscious on the bed, still wearing his wedding clothes. Dou Shiliu was stunned. So, her husband was Hou Rong?

Dou Shiliu slapped his head, then turned back and used a little trick to wake the maids up. He pretended to be nonchalant as they dressed him up, put on a cheap wedding dress, and then sent him to Hou Rong's room.

Hou Rong has woken up this time.

However, Dou Shiliu's veil was still on, so she couldn't take it off. She patiently waited for Hou Rong to pull off her veil, but unexpectedly, she waited for a full half hour, and Hou Rong didn't move an inch.

Dou Shiliu couldn't hold back any longer and lifted the lid herself, then looked up and asked, "What are you doing?"

Dou Shiliu: "..."

Hou Rong was eating the pastries piled on the table, her eyes sparkling as she stared intently at Dou Shiliu, a piece of osmanthus cake clutched in her hand.

"Fairy Sister..."

Dou Shiliu: "..."

The term "fairy sister" is used to describe a beautiful woman, someone with an ethereal, otherworldly aura. Her unsuitable wedding dress, makeup, and hairstyle make her utterly incapable of being a fairy sister.

"come over"

Dou Shiliu called out softly.

Hou Rong immediately dropped the pastries and ran over. There were still crumbs of pastries on Hou Rong's handsome face, and Dou Shiliu reached out and picked them off for him.

Looking calmly into Hou Rong's childlike eyes, Dou Shiliu gently stroked Hou Rong's hair.

Hou Rong in this world is an idiot, a full five years old.

But... now she's married to Hou Rong, the second son of the Hou family...