Hearing Luo Sheng’s words that essentially admitted it, Luo Yue’s willow-leaf brows shot up: “So you really did return without permission!”

Luo Sheng raised her eyebrows: “And then? Are you planning to beat me to death on Father’s behalf?”

One sentence choked Luo Yue half to death.

Of course she didn’t have that courage.

As the only legitimate-born daughter in the estate and their father’s most beloved daughter, Luo Sheng’s position was fundamentally unshakeable.

One could say that once Luo Sheng returned, she had the final say in the entire Luo estate.

Thinking of this, Luo Yue felt extremely aggrieved and squeezed out half a sentence through gritted teeth: “If Father wakes up—”

Luo Sheng looked at Luo Yue with a half-smile: “Wouldn’t Father waking up be a wonderful thing?”

“You—” Luo Yue was once again left speechless, pointing at Luo Sheng with trembling lips.

Luo Sheng had changed!

In the past, Luo Sheng was unreasonable. If they angered her, she would whip out her riding crop and beat people.

But this also made Luo Sheng someone everyone in the estate avoided except for her lackey servants.

Now Luo Sheng could actually engage in verbal sparring, and it wasn’t the kind of veiled needle-in-cotton verbal sparring that those noble ladies they often encountered used—it was very fierce verbal sparring!

This was much harder to deal with than veiled verbal sparring.

If she couldn’t argue back, she’d be too aggrieved. If she did argue back successfully, the other party might stop the verbal sparring and just be very fierce instead.

Seeing Luo Yue struck dumb, Luo Sheng asked calmly: “Who taught you to point at my nose when speaking? Your mother?”

Luo Yue’s face suddenly turned deathly pale, and the panic in her eyes could no longer be hidden: “This has nothing to do with my mother. You—you mustn’t take your anger out on others!”

Luo Sheng’s mention of Luo Yue’s birth mother truly frightened the young girl.

With Father currently unconscious, if Luo Sheng wanted to use her birth mother as an example, Eldest Sister and Second Sister couldn’t stop her. As for the several sworn brothers—thinking of them, Luo Yue smiled bitterly in her heart.

Though young, she understood that the sworn brothers would definitely side with Luo Sheng. After all, Luo Sheng was Father’s treasured pearl.

At least until Father’s remaining power fell into the hands of one of the sworn brothers, they would all be courteous to Father’s most beloved daughter.

Luo Yue looked at Grand Marshal Luo lying on the bed, her eyes full of pain and helplessness.

If only Father would wake up! Once Father discovered Luo Sheng had returned to the capital without permission, he would surely be very angry, and then Luo Sheng would get what was coming to her!

Seeing the young girl sufficiently frightened, Luo Sheng said indifferently: “I only hope Fourth Sister will remember at all times that if your words and actions lack proper decorum, it will implicate your mother, since you were raised at her side.”

Luo Yue pressed her lips tightly together, swallowing back the words of rebuttal.

Luo Sheng actually said she lacked decorum—but what about Luo Sheng’s decorum? Were keeping male favorites and flirting with men Luo Sheng’s idea of decorum?

Even Sheng Sanlang couldn’t help but think secretly: Hmm, Cousin seems to be allowing officials to set fires while forbidding commoners to light lamps. Isn’t this a bit inappropriate? It would be hard to convince people.

Luo Sheng seemed to guess what everyone was thinking and curved her lips slightly: “What, not convinced? Think I’m the most improper one?”

Everyone used silence to express their agreement.

They didn’t dare speak up—Luo Sheng was now sharp-tongued and fierce.

In this silence, Luo Sheng’s gaze swept across the faces of the three Luo sisters one by one, saying indifferently: “I’m different from you all. After all, I don’t have a mother.”

Everyone continued their silence.

Too reasonable, nothing to say.

Sheng Sanlang looked at Luo Sheng with sympathy and apology.

He’d actually just thought his cousin was doing something wrong—his heart must have been clouded with pig fat.

His cousin had lost her mother at such a young age, how pitiful. That she could grow up to be so beautiful and have such good cooking skills was already not easy. How could he have the nerve to ask for more?

Seeing she’d established control of the situation, Luo Sheng decided to turn to the main issue: “Besides, compared to pointing at me and making a fuss, isn’t getting Father to wake up the most important thing?”

Luo Yue bit her lip and muttered: “Easy for you to say. So many Imperial physicians have examined him—if Father could wake up, would he still be waiting until now?”

She said this extremely softly, clearly not daring to directly confront Luo Sheng for now.

Luo Sheng was a very magnanimous person. Seeing the young girl had lowered her head, she decided not to pursue it and asked Yun Dong with a serious expression: “All the Imperial physicians have no solution?”

Yun Dong nodded with a grave expression.

At this moment, there was movement at the door as two people entered one after another.

Walking in front was a handsome young man, with an elderly white-haired man following slightly behind, carrying a medicine box.

“How is my sworn father?” Only after speaking did the young man seem to notice Luo Sheng. His steps paused as he showed a surprised expression. “Third Sister, why are you here?”

“Call me Luo Sheng or Third Miss.” Luo Sheng had no intention of answering the newcomer’s question.

Yun Dong beside her spoke up: “Third Miss rushed back to see our sworn father. I forgot to tell Eldest Brother.”

Now Luo Sheng knew the newcomer’s identity—he was the first sworn son Grand Marshal Luo had taken in, Pingli.

Compared to the several sworn sons stationed in various places, Pingli had always remained in the capital at Grand Marshal Luo’s disposal, which showed how much Grand Marshal Luo valued him.

Pingli was clearly someone who knew how to speak. Hearing this, he sighed: “Can’t blame Fifth Brother. Ever since our sworn father collapsed, everything has been chaotic… Imperial Physician Wang, please examine my sworn father.”

Imperial Physician Wang stepped forward to examine him. Pingli and Yun Dong asked in unison: “How is it?”

Imperial Physician Wang stroked his beard and shook his head: “The Grand Marshal still shows no signs of waking. At this rate, I’m afraid he won’t last two more days…”

The room fell into silence.

“I’ll see Imperial Physician Wang out.” Pingli spoke up.

“Wait a moment.”

Everyone looked at the person who had spoken.

Luo Sheng walked before Imperial Physician Wang and asked calmly: “Imperial Physician, could you tell me what reason is keeping my father from waking?”

The Imperial physicians had discussed this point long ago. Imperial Physician Wang cupped his hands: “It’s possible that the Grand Marshal’s injuries were too severe at the time, and his body entered a special comatose state to protect itself. However, this is only our speculation, as many ailments are too complex and strange…”

“In other words, my father’s current condition has no cure and no one can treat him?” Luo Sheng’s mood sank slightly.

If she couldn’t save Grand Marshal Luo and lost the noble status of the Grand Marshal’s daughter, she naturally wouldn’t give up on her thoughts of revenge for Prince Zhennan’s estate—it would just mean she’d inevitably walk an even more arduous and grueling path.

In the worst case, if Miss Luo, having lost her father’s protection, became a slave to be sold, she would still have to find a way to slip away and temporarily escape the whirlpool of the capital.

Such a detour was something she absolutely didn’t want to encounter.

At this moment, Luo Sheng suddenly thought of someone: Divine Physician Li would definitely be able to save Grand Marshal Luo!

But immediately after, she sighed in her heart.

Divine Physician Li had already been quite old back then. Twelve years later, he might not even be alive anymore. Even if he was, how would she know where the old gentleman was living in seclusion? With Grand Marshal Luo’s condition, he definitely couldn’t wait.

Who knew that before Imperial Physician Wang could respond to Luo Sheng’s words, Pingli would clear his throat lightly and say: “If we’re talking about someone in this world who could save our sworn father, there actually is one person—Divine Physician Li who lives in the outskirts of the capital.”