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

Qingxu and Liaofan sat at a stone table not far away, taking in everything that happened in front of the fortune-telling stall.

Le Fan: "Runhui is very talented, but unfortunately he is not a member of our Buddhist sect." Qingxu is lucky, Amitabha.

Qingxu stroked his beard proudly. "Come to think of it, I observed the stars last night and told you a fortune."

Liao Fan looked at him and asked, "I don't know what the hexagram means."

"According to what you requested, the hexagram is very auspicious." Qingxu smiled mysteriously.

Liaofan deeply understood Qingxu's mastery of the art of Liu Yao. "I still remember the hexagram you predicted more than ten years ago."

Qingxu just smiled without saying a word.

Caihe wiped the sweat off her face and climbed up from the mountain. "Master, I brought the things you want from the foot of the mountain." Li Fu, who followed behind her, put two wooden boxes on the ground with a "bang".

"Also, I asked Uncle Ding about the pots of flowers you showed me. He said they are growing well and will probably be ready for harvest in half a month."

Lu Yun felt relieved. She took out some silver and gave it to Li Fu, then asked her nephew to move one of the boxes to her yard. She would bring the remaining one to her eldest cousin later.

Le Fan came over and chanted a Buddhist name, "Nephew, please stay with me." Seeing Lu Yun nod with a smile, Le Fan turned back and said goodbye to Qingxu. It took half an hour to walk from Qingxin Temple to Qingping Temple.

Reaching the steps below the mountain gate, Lu Yun gestured for Li Fu to place the box on the steps, then she lifted it into her arms. Unconcerned with Li Fu's surprised look, she walked steadily down the steps as if they were flat ground. After bidding farewell to Master Luo Fan, Lu Yun carried the box straight to her eldest cousin's residence.

All the monks in the temple knew this junior uncle from next door who was younger but of higher seniority and more skilled in martial arts. Some saluted him, some greeted him.

When I walked into the small courtyard where my eldest cousin lived, I saw Xiangxing sitting at the door of the west wing guarding a small tea stove.

"Greetings, Princess." Xiang Xing saluted her, and Lu Yun put the box on the ground. "I'm here to find my eldest cousin." As she spoke, she walked forward, but heard several unusual noises coming from inside the house, and then it became quiet after a while.

Lu Yun turned around suspiciously and asked, "Does my eldest cousin have any guests?"

Xiang Xing was bending over to sort the things in the box, and seemed not to hear what she was saying clearly. When she was thinking about whether to repeat herself, Lu Ling came out of the house and said, "Sister, you are here. Come in and sit down."

Lu Yun pointed at the box and said, "You told me last time that the paper in the temple wasn't fine enough and the ink always smudged. Someone just gave me some high-quality rice paper, so I brought some over for you. I also put a few ink sticks and an inkstone in there, along with other writing supplies. It should be enough for you to use for a while."

Lu Ling's face was filled with joy. She walked over quickly, carefully examining the contents of the box, and took out an ink stick, playing with it in her hand. "Thank you very much. I was itching to write a few strokes, and now it's working."

When Lu Yun entered the room, she saw two cups of tea on the center table, one already empty. Lu Ling told Lu Yun to sit wherever she pleased while she walked to the west study, holding the ink stick, rolled up one sleeve, and began grinding on the inkstone.

Lu Yun saw the window on her left was wide open and walked over to close it. "Even though it's spring, it's still cold at night."

Lu Ling paused grinding the ink and glanced guiltily at the closed window. Lu Yun pretended not to notice her little action, smiled and sat down under the south window, chatting casually with her eldest cousin.

"Mother said that she would come to the temple to see you after she had settled things in the house."

Although Lu Ling knew about the family division in the mansion, she was not clear about the details. "I have made my aunt worry about me again."

Lu Yun shook her head. "We are all sisters from the same family." Dun Dun continued, "I only told my mother about what happened to you in Qingping Temple."

Lu Ling was silent for a moment before she said, "It's better if they don't know." She could keep it a secret for as long as possible. "But even if they know, it won't hurt. Mother's mind is all on Qin Jie'er right now, and Father never cares about these things. Although Auntie hopes that I will be favored, she can't resist my wishes and can't avoid being nagged by her. Only the old lady—"

Lu Ling's eyebrows furrowed slightly, her words tinged with disappointment and self-mockery. "I don't know what to do. My granddaughter's unfilial behavior has finally disappointed her. She failed to give birth to a child to gain a foothold in the mansion, and was even banished to the temple."

Perhaps sensing that her words might be criticizing an elder, Lu Yun smiled and said, "I've been in the temple for so long that I can't even speak anymore. I'm sorry to have made a fool of myself, my sister."

Xiang Xing went back and forth several times before she packed up everything and put it in the box. After she left for a while, she came back with a letter and handed it to Lu Ling. "Master, this is a letter from the mansion."

Lu Ling opened the envelope, and a moist, fresh scent of ink wafted into her nose. The ink on the letter paper had not yet dried.

"This..." Lu Ling stuffed the letter back into the envelope with mixed feelings. "Zhao, Sister Zhao wrote to say that the old lady had a stroke and half of her body is paralyzed. She can only lie in bed and needs to be served three meals a day." Thinking of the days when she lived under the old lady's wing, Lu Ling's eyes reddened slightly. "Sister, do you know a doctor who specializes in this?"

Lu Yun was just about to say that there was one in Qingping Temple, but her stomach growled at this moment, instantly destroying the sad atmosphere in the room.

Lu Ling smiled and called Xiang Xing over, taking her downstairs to have some snacks.

She walked to the north window of the study and listened for a while. When she heard nothing, she pushed the window open to see if he was still there. But she was startled by a figure suddenly standing up, and her body leaned back. A thought flashed through her mind: "Oh no, how am I going to explain this to my sister?"

Zhao Qingyu was quick-witted and quick-handed. He leaned forward, stretched out his long arm and grabbed her wrist.

When their eyes met, Lu Ling heard the sound of her heartbeats, "boom," "boom," and "boom." Her own reflection was in the man's eyes. His eyelashes were thick and curled, and there was a circle of green stubble on his chin. He exuded a calm and elegant aura.

The burning sensation on her wrist seemed to spread to every part of her body. Lu Ling retracted her hand as if she had received an electric shock. She pressed her chest with her back to the window and whispered, "Mr. Zhao, please go back."

Zhao Qingyu retracted his gaze, and his wide sleeves slid down layer by layer, covering his slender fingers. "I can help you with what you just said about seeking medical treatment and medicine."

Footsteps were heard outside the house again. Lu Ling didn't even turn her head and said softly, "While it's still early, Mr. Zhao should go back quickly."

Lu Yun came to say goodbye to her eldest cousin. She refused her cousin's invitation to stay overnight, took the paper lantern that Xiang Xingdi brought over, and walked out of the temple alone.

Tall trees lined both sides of the mountain road, and the wind roared constantly. Branches fluttered overhead, seemingly ready to pounce and devour him at any moment. Lu Yun, a skilled but timid person, couldn't help but quicken her pace. Halfway through the road, darkness fell, and in the distance, the howling of an unknown beast reached her.

It reminded her of when she was three years old and she and Zhou Boli spent the night in the wilderness. That night, they had also heard the same wild animal cry. It seemed that this person was a native of the mountains. Lu Yun's expression was vague, and her eyes unconsciously looked behind her.

Suddenly, she heard a very slight rustling sound. She pricked up her ears and held her breath. Lu Yun raised the lantern in her hand and shone it around.

All I could see were weeds and dead branches, not a single person.

The whistling sound of the wind mixed with the howling of wild beasts reached her ears again, and Lu Yun shuddered violently.

Grandmaster’s blessing!