The Concubine's Daughter Travels Through Time and Space and Takes the Road of Confrontation

This year's Lantern Festival was particularly dull.

Lu Yun sat in the porch, holding a bowl of hot ingots in her hand, but she only ate one. Cai He saw this and said nothing more, putting away the bowl and chopsticks and taking them away.

Zhang brought Sister Rong out of the house and said, "Sister Yun, we will go home tomorrow. Thank you for all these days."

Lu Yun was startled and stood up, subconsciously wanting to speak to keep him.

Zhang smiled and held her shoulders. "March 3rd is coming soon. It's time to go back and prepare some clothes and jewelry for your sister."

"Okay." Lu Yun said with a smile.

Lu Rong came over from behind, hugged her with a smile, and comforted her softly, "Be good here, I will come to see you when I have time."

When Lu Yun saw her sister, she thought of the scholar from the Ding family. "Sister, I will be returning to Qingxin Temple tomorrow. I'm afraid there will be no one to welcome me back to the village. Please come to the temple directly to find me."

Lu Rong had no doubts and naturally agreed.

In Songtao Pavilion, Fang Hao sat opposite Zhou Boli.

"Thank you very much, Mr. Zhou, for what happened today." Fang Hao expressed his gratitude gently.

"Miss Fang, you're welcome." Zhou Boli's expression was indifferent. "According to our agreement, Miss Fang, please leave tomorrow."

A few dark clouds drifted across the night sky, obscuring half the moon. Lu Yun left the room, crossed the stone bridge, and walked to the front yard. After wandering around, she finally arrived at the door of a house. She stopped and extended a hand.

"Princess." The door opened from the inside, and the two stood opposite each other, very close to each other.

Lu Yun was the first to retreat, while Zhou Boli remained motionless. "I wonder why the princess came here so late at night?"

Lu Yun met his gaze. "Mr. Zhou, the case of the private sale of official salt in Luzhou has been solved. You—"

"Princess, I will be leaving for Shu tomorrow." Zhou Boli interrupted her, speaking calmly, "Princess, there is no need to see me off."

"Then, I wish Mr. Zhou a safe journey." Lu Yun bowed.

Returning to Bishuiyunju with a chill in her body, Lu Yun was not surprised to see Nanny Guizhi standing at the door. "Nanny, if you have something to say, please come in and tell me."

Nanny Guizhi pursed her lips into a line and followed behind them in. The door closed behind them, keeping the early spring chill out.

The light in the room was dim. Caihe heard the noise and came over from the side room, wearing clothes and holding a pot of hot tea in her hand.

"Madam, please sit down." After lighting the candle, Lu Yun picked up the tea and took a sip. The warm current flowing down her throat dispelled the coldness around her body.

In the flickering candlelight, the old man took out a token and placed it on the table. The wrinkles on his face were more obvious in the candlelight. "Princess, this is something the queen gave me before she died. Now, I entrust it to you."

Lu Yun glanced at him but didn't move. "Madam, don't worry, I will definitely protect Dashou until the end of his life."

Nanny Guizhi turned her gaze away and said, "It is because I heard the princess' heartfelt words that I entrusted this item to you eight years later. Please accept it, princess."

"Mammy, you understand the significance of this token to Dashou better than I do." Lu Yun sighed.

"This old servant is already sixty-three years old this year. I am old and my brain is not working well. I did this foolish thing. I hurt the relationship between the princess and the county lord. If the old master in the underworld knew about it, I am afraid he would blame me." After saying this, she turned her head to look at the princess with a kind face. "I entrust this thing to the princess today, firstly, to apologize to you. Secondly, this is also the intention of the old master. If the princess insists on not accepting it, this old servant can only kneel down and apologize to you." After saying this, she stood up and bent her knees.

Cai He quickly grabbed Nanny Guizhi's arm, and Lu Yun also reached out to support her. The old woman's hand was skinny and cold to the touch.

Lu Yun was frightened, but ultimately failed to persuade the old man.

The next day, after seeing my father and mother off.

Miss Fang came to say goodbye to her, "Thank you for your hospitality, Princess. We will meet again someday."

Lu Yun personally handed Caihe a large bag of dry food prepared by her and said, "I wish Miss Fang a safe journey." Miss Fang took it with a smile and got on the carriage.

In the carriage behind, Zhou Boli sat in silence. Liu Zi was worried, "Master, do you want to go and say goodbye to the princess?"

"Didn't we say goodbye last night?" The voice was cold, and Liuzi shuddered, thinking to himself, "That wasn't a goodbye at all." He continued to persuade, "Sir, the Second Young Master is constantly making small moves. After today's separation, you and the princess don't know when you will see each other again. Aunt Zhang is usually taciturn, and every time she summons you, she only speaks a few words. I'm afraid she can't explain it clearly. Besides, the princess is straightforward and young, so you should be magnanimous."

"What you said does make some sense." Zhou Boli's expression relaxed and he raised his hand to lift the curtain.

At this moment, hurried footsteps were heard, and Lu Yun turned around to look. Biyu ran to her and knelt down, crying, "Princess, Madam Guizhi is dead."

With a bang, Lu Yun's mind went blank. When she regained her senses, she found herself standing at the door of the room.

Amid the sobbing, Lu Yun saw a pair of feet wearing red longevity shoes through the threshold. She held the threshold and slowly walked into the house. The air was filled with the sweet smell of osmanthus hair oil.

The old woman had a serene expression. She was dressed in a brand new palace dress, her hair meticulously combed into a bun, adorned with a few pieces of jewelry. She lay on her back, her hands folded on her abdomen. Jasper and Red Jade knelt on the ground, weeping uncontrollably.

Tears blurred her vision, and Lu Yun subconsciously looked towards Cai He. Cai He was terrified, but she clasped her hands tightly in her arms. "Master, Madam Gui Zhi must have committed suicide."

Lu Yun took a deep breath, stood up straight, and bent down to pick up the letter from the old man's pillow. After reading the letter, Lu Yun's fingers trembled slightly, and she closed her eyes, tears rolling down her cheeks.

She overestimated herself but underestimated the old man's determination to defend his master's oath.

"Sister," Dashou walked into the room and saw the old woman lying motionless on the bed. She said in a soft voice, "Mammy told me that she went to find grandma and asked me not to be afraid. Sister, please wait for Dashou and don't go to find grandma first, okay?" Lu Yun burst into tears.

At the foot of the West Mountain, two carriages stopped at a tea stall. Fang Hao asked for a pot of tea in the carriage, lifted a corner of the curtain with his hand, and observed the movements outside.

Zhou Boli sat at a small table outside the tea stall. Liuzi dismounted from his horse and whispered a few words to him. A dark light flashed in Zhou Boli's eyes. His face was calm, but his voice seemed to be squeezed out through his teeth. "He is truly a loyal servant."

"Let's go." Zhou Boli put down his tea bowl, stood up and boarded the carriage. Liuzi followed closely behind him and sat outside the carriage. "Master, where are we going now?"

"Return Home"

"Within a year, I'm afraid she won't want to see me again," Zhou Boli said with a wry smile. He had been on guard against this old servant for so long that she had finally tricked him.

The two plots of land she had chosen for herself and Dashou were unexpectedly used so soon. Lu Yun buried Madam Guizhi on the hill behind her. She personally performed a ritual for her, with spirit-calling banners fluttering in the wind. Paper money and yellow paper were completely devoured by the orange flames, transforming into dancing black ashes.

After adding another handful of soil to the grave, Lu Yun brought Dashou to kowtow to Nanny Guizhi.

"Master, shall we go back?" Caihe took a cloak and put it on the young lady's shoulders, while Lu Yun put the cloak on Dashou.

"Let's go."

The farm that was bustling a few days ago was now deserted. Lu Yun was a little uncomfortable with it, so she moved Dashou to the house next to hers.

Dashou was very obedient, never crying or making a fuss, always being well behaved. The more the master behaved like this, the more attentive Biyu and Hongfei were to their care.

Until the evening, Lu Yun, who was resting with her eyes closed, heard a noise coming from her side. She opened her eyes and raised her hand to gently touch her cheek, and felt a warm and moist touch on her fingertips.