"Who are you telling to get lost? Your life was given by me; without me, where would you be..."
Lady Li was accustomed to scolding her son, and naturally felt displeased when her son spoke to her in such a manner, continuing to berate Li Fuyou incessantly.
Listening to his mother’s scolding, Li Fuyou’s brow furrowed deeply, his face as cold as frost, and he spoke, "Amo, take her back to her room. Without my permission, she is not allowed to come out."
"Yes, young master." Amo obeyed and approached Lady Li.
Lady Li crossed her arms in front of her chest, holding herself haughtily. She snorted coldly, "Hmph, you dare lay hands on me, you dog of a servant?"
"My apologies, madam." After saying this, Amo grabbed Lady Li’s arm and forcefully dragged her towards the house. Amo had long been displeased with the way the lady treated the young master, and now, at last, the young master had begun to fight back.
Lady Li struggled, still shouting, "Let go of me! You dare touch me, you dog of a servant? Be careful, or I’ll make sure you regret it."
But no matter how she struggled, it was useless; she was still dragged into the house. After the servant had enough of her cursing, she turned her wrath towards her own son, "Li Fuyou, you are utterly unfilial! How can you treat your mother this way? Are you not afraid of being struck by lightning?"
After dragging Lady Li inside the house, Amo instructed the servants, "Keep an eye on her. Without the young master’s order, none of you is to let her out. If you do, you’ll have me to answer to."
The servants nodded in fear, indicating they understood.
Lady Li, unable to bear this indignity, hurriedly walked to the door to open it, but there was a servant blocking it. She grew even angrier. She had been used to having her way in Li Mansion for months, and now suddenly being restrained, she could not stand it, "You dare block me, too?"
"Madam, please go back to your room and don’t make things difficult for us. If the young master finds out, everyone will be punished." The house servant pushed the lady back inside and closed the door.
Lady Li, confined in the room, unable to leave, resorted to cursing loudly, "You ungrateful wretch, I raised you for nothing. How dare you confine your own mother... "
Li Fuyou, listening to his mother’s cries and screams, sneered. Unfilial, huh? Heh, he had been unfilial since the moment he ended his father’s life with his own hands.
"Young master." Amo, having finished the task, returned to Li Fuyou’s side.
Li Fuyou’s face showed no emotion as he spoke softly, "Let’s go back to the other house."
Li Fuyou limped along, supported by his followers, and finally reached the other house.
Upon arriving at the other house, Amo instructed the servants to begin preparing a bath for their young master.
After bathing, Li Fuyou lay on the bed, his body aching so much that it might take days to subside.
The most painful for him was the pain in his buttocks; he felt as if they were torn apart. He couldn’t ask for a doctor, and even using the restroom was extremely difficult.
He lay there, feeling as though his body had been hollowed out, utterly weak, his eyelids growing heavier and battling to stay open.
A moment later, Amo brought in some food. He placed it on the table, "Young master, please get up and eat something."
Li Fuyou tried to get up, but he realized he no longer had the strength to do so. He had never been so utterly downcast before.
Seeing this, Amo quickly came forward to help, but while supporting his young master, he realized that his young master’s body was burning hot. "Young master, you have a fever."