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

Lu Yun felt her scalp tingle when she saw Dashou staring at her. She looked away and said, "I'm also very happy to see Dashou."

Dashou stopped talking, and Lu Yun continued to add unnecessary details. "Regrets are a normal part of life. You don't always have to get what you like. Well, what I mean is, it's good to have Dashou by my side. I will take you with me wherever I go."

After talking nonsense for a while, Lu Yun touched her hot cheeks and breathed a sigh of relief.

Dashou leaned his head against his sister and said, "Then sister, you must remember what you said. No matter where you go, you must take Dashou with you."

Thinking of what the old empress dowager told her before her death about Dashou's life experience, Lu Yun felt sad. What was tangled was that she actually began to understand Nanny Guizhi's choice.

When Caihe came out, she saw the two little masters snuggling together, with Huihui sleeping with his legs spread out at his feet.

"Master, it's time to eat."

When Zhang and his party returned from the Marquis' Mansion, they heard the servant announce that Master Tan had arrived.

Zhang immediately put aside the unpleasantness and went to the master's study.

"Mr. Tan, I'm so happy. I heard that you were admitted to high school this year." Zhang was very satisfied with the chubby Mr. Tan.

Mr. Tan felt embarrassed by the compliment and humbly said, "Mrs. Zhang, thank you very much. My nephew is just lucky."

Master Lu stared blankly at the side, patiently waiting for them to finish their greetings before saying, "The imperial examination will be held in half a month. Did you prepare your essay today, young master?"

Zhang had no choice but to get up and leave, as if she was going to get down to business. When she returned to the main courtyard, she saw her daughter standing under the shade of flowers.

"Mother." Lu Rong knelt down and saluted.

"You've been out for a while today. If you're tired, you might as well go back and have a rest. Come back in the afternoon." Zhang looked at her with a mischievous smile.

"Mother." Lu Rong grabbed her sleeve and started to act coquettishly, "Can't your daughter come over and accompany you?"

"So you want to accompany me? I thought you came to ask me for something." Zhang pretended to be surprised. "It seems that my daughter is considerate. Unlike the young master, he has not been seen since he came back."

She knew this: "Wang Ge'er has been studying harder lately for some reason. He gets up before dawn every day to review his lessons. He also pesters Hui Ge'er every day to ask for help with his homework."

Zhang nodded with satisfaction. "Children in a family should help each other. Wang Ge'er is Yun Jie'er's biological brother, so things will be clear in the future. If he has a promising future, your sister will have someone to rely on in the future."

After hearing what her mother said, Lu Rong's disgust disappeared and she showed a trace of shame. "My daughter has learned her lesson."

Then he called Jin He and asked, "Do I have any good inkstones left in my yard?"

Jin He nodded without hesitation. "Besides a few ink sticks, there are also some old Jingxin paper and brushes. When the young lady said she wanted to learn painting, she asked me to go to the storehouse and bring back a lot of them."

"Go back later and pick out everything that can be used and send it to Young Master Wang." Lu Rong reminded him a little more because she was afraid that the things would get damp.

Nanny Chang came in from outside with a cane. Upon hearing this, she immediately said, "The eldest lady's appearance reminds me of my wife back then. They are exactly the same."

Because she was old, Zhang moved her to another place and assigned her a maid to take care of her daily life.

Seeing her coming, Yinhe immediately brought a small round stool and helped her sit down personally. "You should have told us when you came. It's hard for you to come such a long way."

Nanny Chang smiled and said, "You all have your own things to do. I'll take my time as I can. There's no need to disturb you. The ointment that the Third Young Lady gave me last time is very effective. My bones don't hurt as much when it's cloudy or rainy."

Xiaohong held a pile of notes and placed them on the table. "Madam, these are from the past few days."

Zhang looked at them one by one and finally picked out a bright red one sprinkled with gold. "I'll accept the others." She frowned slightly. "Why is Ma Chengqiu sending this invitation so inappropriate for the occasion?" Because of Lu Ling's matter, their family had taken the initiative to distance themselves from the Dingyuan Marquis's family. Now that she was eager to get close to them again, Zhang was worried.

Either a mule or a horse came out for a walk.

Mrs. Ma came to visit the Lu Mansion on time as instructed, and was accompanied only by Nanny Song.

Zhang knew that she would not come here for no reason, so she took her to a pavilion in the garden surrounded by water on three sides.

Mrs. Ma took one look and exclaimed, "Your place is truly elegant and secluded. It's a pity that the weather is so bad today. Even the brightest colors look gray."

After the maid served tea, Zhang asked them to leave and asked Yinhe to guard outside. The partition door closed behind them.

Zhang picked up the teacup and took a sip slowly. Ma smiled after finishing her drink. "This year's spring tea has arrived. His Majesty saw that Brother Yu did a good job and rewarded him with a few packets. I like it very much, so I brought you a jar as well."

After saying that, Nanny Song beside her placed a palm-sized celadon pot-bellied porcelain vase on the table.

"Mrs. Zhang, why don't you try it and see how my tea tastes?"

Zhang opened the bottle cap and sniffed it carefully. A rich, sweet fragrance came to his nose. This smell was very familiar.

Ma said to herself in a gloomy tone, "Brother Yu studied abroad for many years. After returning, he bought a small courtyard and lived alone. In short, he refused to come back. Mrs. Zhang, what do you think is his reason?"

Zhang was puzzled. "What does Mrs. Ma mean?"

"He blames me for what I did to Lu Ling." Ma's words sounded like the first thunderclap of spring to Zhang's ears.

She stood up suddenly, and the small porcelain bottle rolled several times on the table, and finally stopped at the edge of the table.

"This tea, this tea--" She remembered that she had only drunk this tea at Sister Ling's place!

"Mrs. Zhang, I was wrong." Ma's face was calm. "I was terribly wrong. I shouldn't have taken my anger out on Lu Ling because of my daughter and son's affairs. Ten years later, this disaster has been involved."

Sure enough, her coming here is no good. Even if I take out a big stick to beat her out now, I can't explain it. Zhang smiled bitterly, "Mrs. Ma is determined to drag me into this game today."

Ma shook her head slowly, her gray hair becoming more and more obvious in the candlelight. "How can outsiders know the pain I've been going through these years? Mrs. Zhang insisted that I drag you into this game. As early as ten years ago, you and I were already players in this game."

Zhang was silent for a long while before she said, "It is a serious crime for a concubine to have an affair with a minister. Our family cannot bear this responsibility."

"Don't worry, I've already set up the stage, and I'm just waiting for people to go up and perform." Ma suddenly grabbed Zhang's hand, staring at her intently. "Mrs. Zhang, you're only here to be a witness. You don't have to worry about anything else."

After seeing Ma Chengqiu off, Zhang sat there for a long time. She only stood up when Yinhe came in and called her.

As she walked out of the pavilion, the steam hit her face, and Zhang suddenly realized, "This should be the second rain this year."

Yin He said with a worried look on her face, "I am afraid there will be a drought this year. My family sold me because of the drought and we couldn't afford food."

Zhang is worried. "If there really is a drought, we need to make plans early."

Ma got in the car but did not go back immediately. Instead, she ordered someone to drive the car to the Third Prince's Mansion.

The Third Prince's Consort Zhao Qingbo had been having a very unhappy life recently. For some reason, His Highness seemed to be treating her with increasing coldness. Ever since Liu entered the palace, she hadn't had a single day of good fortune.