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

The doorman lowered his voice and said, "Your Highness, why bother with so much trouble——"

"Sir." The Third Prince's expression was complicated. "Whether Lu Tongzheng can be appointed is still uncertain. We should find some excuse to expel her from the palace. Even if it fails, firstly, the position of concubine will be vacant, and secondly, it will show the palace's tolerance. It will only benefit us and not harm us."

"Your Highness is wise." The retainer nodded in agreement.

The Third Prince said, "Also, I heard that the Marquis of Ping'an wants to ask for a title for his son. What kind of person is this young master of the Lu family? If there is a chance, we can do something about him."

Young Master Lu didn't know that someone was targeting him. He had just made a small fortune outside and was now lying on the legs of his new beauty, drinking and listening to music.

The weather was still a bit chilly, but Hua Yuehong had already donned her early summer gauze dress. Her chest was a blanket of white, and beneath her silver-red bodice, she revealed a handful of plump, white breasts. Her small, oval face was full of affection, and her cheeks were rosy.

"Master, why haven't you divorced this Chen yet?" Hua complained softly, placing a pair of soft and boneless arms on Lu Cheng.

"My dear, Chen comes and goes as she pleases. Who does she think of me, Lu Cheng? Besides, all the expenses for her food and accommodation in the mansion over the years were paid for by us. Since she wants a divorce, shouldn't she show some sincerity?" Lu Cheng said as if it was a matter of course.

"Her father is just a secretary. How much money can he have compared to the huge foundation of our mansion? I think you just can't bear to let her go and want her to come back!" Hua was angry and turned her body to the side, revealing her snow-white, slender neck and charming profile.

A fragrant breeze blew across his face, and Lu Cheng's mind was distracted. He sat up straight and put his arm around his concubine's shoulders. "My dear, when have I ever lied to you? Chen is no match for you. My stepmother keeps the household tightly closed, and only gives us three thousand taels of silver a year for spending. You want clothes and jewelry, how can that be enough? The Chen family may be poor, but they love their daughters dearly. Chen's dowry is at least seven or eight thousand taels. If I can dig out one or two thousand, wouldn't it be nice to buy you some rouge and powder?"

Hua stretched out her delicate jade fingers and pressed them against Lu Cheng's face, tears welling up in her eyes. "But I can't bear this life of being oppressed by others for even a day. When I think of you having another woman by my side, I feel so painful."

Lu Cheng held her hand and said, "My dear, bear with her for a few days. I will buy you whatever you want when the time comes."

After a cup of tea, Lu Cheng straightened his clothes, hummed a little tune, and went out. A moment later, a sedan chair appeared at the back door of the courtyard. A woman walked out.

"He still doesn't want to divorce?" Chen frowned and looked at Hua.

Hua sighed, "Sister, no matter how hard I try to persuade him, he won't agree. He said he wants you to pay him two thousand taels of silver before he agrees to a divorce."

Chen laughed angrily, "What a shameless bastard! I've been managing the household for him all these years, how could I possibly have let him down? If that's the case, then we should just live separately."

Hua immediately said, "Sister, why don't I test his attitude again and see if he can reduce it a little?"

Chen cast her gaze towards her face and spoke calmly, "I know you don't want to be bullied. If you can accomplish this with the least amount of money, I'll give you 30% of the money. You can use it to recuperate and have a child soon to secure your position."

Hua's heart was moved, and she asked cautiously, "What if you change your mind?"

"Hua, let's not talk about how much benefit Lu and I will gain from this separation. I'm willing to pay this money because I don't want to trouble the elders at home. I think if my father is willing to agree to send Lu Cheng to the Imperial College's outer dormitory, Ping'an Marquis will immediately force Lu Cheng to agree." Chen shook her head. "The Imperial College's outer dormitory can only return home once a month. By then, how many of your schemes will be successful?"

Hua's face changed. She was originally from a private family in the city. Her mother was willing to sell her at a low price only because she got into trouble. Although Lu Cheng was a bad person, he was her life-saving straw.

It was not known how Hua persuaded Chen, but three days later she handed over a letter to Chen, which said that Lu Cheng had agreed to exchange a divorce agreement for 1,200 taels of silver.

Because it was the Spring Examination and the family was very busy, Chen was unable to get away for the time being. She replied that she would go in two days. Who knew that Lu Cheng would actually show up at her door.

Lu Cheng looked utterly embarrassed. He whipped out a divorce agreement with his signature and fingerprint already on it, and said viciously, "Give me eight hundred taels of silver today, and this divorce agreement will be yours!"

Chen Siwen grabbed her mother and told the maid to bring out the silver she had prepared long ago. Lu Cheng couldn't wait to count the silver, threw down the divorce documents and left in a hurry.

Mrs. Chen was furious. "Why are you stopping me, you bastard?"

Chen read it carefully, let out a long breath, and laughed, "Mother, your daughter is finally free."

This sentence made Mrs. Chen's eyes red. "My dear, I am sorry for you. I will definitely choose a good one for you in the future!"

Chen Siwen signed her name on the divorce agreement, pressed her fingerprints on it, and carefully put it away. "Mother, wait until father is done with his work, and bring a few people to bring back my daughter's dowry."

"Of course, tonight. Even though your father can't come back, we mother and I will have a few drinks together." Mrs. Chen smiled. "Speaking of which, it's all thanks to the young Taoist priest of Qingxin Temple. I should go to the temple to fulfill my vow tomorrow."

The next day, mother and daughter boarded a carriage to Xishan.

I explained my purpose to the Taoist priest who was receiving me. He shook his head and said, "My junior master is in seclusion and can't see anyone for the time being. I hope you two will forgive me."

It turned out to be the disciple of Taoist Qingxu. Mrs. Chen was surprised and happy. She presented the prepared silver and money with both hands and asked for a yellow talisman for her daughter to keep close to her body.

"What a fate! This True Person Runhui is the daughter of the second wife of the Marquis's Mansion. She originally became a nun at the order of the Holy Empress Dowager, and her temple is located in the Qingxin Temple."

Retreat was just an excuse; Lu Yun was actually too busy to see anyone. Huihui was sick, constantly suffering from diarrhea, and refused to eat or drink. He looked completely listless.

Dashou was so anxious that he almost cried, so he moved Huihui into the house and watched over him every day.

Lu Yun had raised a Whippet in modern times and knew that diarrhea could be fatal for cats and dogs. After instructing Cai He and the others not to force-feed Hui Hui anything, she personally visited Qingping Temple and asked Master Lufan for a prescription for treating diarrhea and clearing away heat and internal heat. Then, she hurried back.

Fortunately, Huihui only had diarrhea and vomited yellow water, and it had not yet reached the point of bloody stool.

Since the herbs couldn't be gathered quickly, Lu Yun sent someone to the pharmacy at the foot of the mountain to get some. Remembering there was still half a bottle of honey in the kitchen, she scooped a spoonful, mixed it with water, and fed Huihui half a bowlful.

Lu Yun touched Huihui's hair with heartache. It was not as shiny as before and had become rougher. Huihui curled up into a ball, staring straight outside.

Lu Yun thought about it and asked Caihe to take out the cotton mat that had been washed specially for Huihui and spread it out in the sun. She picked up Huihui and put him on the mat. Sunbathing would also help the dog recover its health.

Biyu was making medicine in the kitchen, and the yard was filled with a strong smell of medicine.

Oh, right! Lu Yun slapped her head and said, "Caihe, wash the mat that Huihui has been using these days. Wash it several times. Also, go to the farm and find some hay for Huihui to use as a mat. Change the hay every day and use it as fuel for the fire. Wash the doghouse and the place where he has been sleeping these days, and sprinkle lime on it after washing."

After giving these instructions, Lu Yun moved a small stool and sat next to Huihui, and began to cheer him up.

"Gray is the best, Gray is the most powerful, Gray, you can definitely do it—"

Dashou sat down next to his sister and waved his fist awkwardly, "Gray, come on."

As soon as Zhou Boli reached the gate, he saw this bizarre scene—a half-dead dog on the ground, and two people sitting beside it, dancing and muttering to themselves. Was this a ritual?