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

When Roujia learned that Lu Yun was not in the manor, she went directly to Qingxin Temple. "Ning'an, this princess is here to see you."

When Huihui heard the noise outside, he immediately screamed loudly. If Lu Yun hadn't pulled him hard, Huihui would have run out long ago.

Roujia was startled by the barking of a dog and took a few steps forward carefully. "Ning An, what are you doing? Where did the dog come from?"

Lu Yun stuck her head out and said, "Roujia, wait a moment." She kept comforting Huihui, and only when he finally calmed down did Lu Yun take Dashou out of the house.

Roujia saw Dashou and said, "Yuanfu, you are here too." Then she looked at Lu Yun and said, "There is nothing interesting in the mountains. Let's stay at the manor for a few days."

Roujia was playing with Huihui outside. Huihui was very cautious at first, lying on the ground with his head tilted to look at the stranger. Later, he could not resist the temptation of food and completely became Roujia's "little dog".

Caihe was packing her things. Lu Yun looked at Dashou hesitantly and asked, "Do you want to come back with me and stay for a few nights?"

Dashou was silent for a moment, then slowly shook his head and said, "Go ahead, sister. I'll wait for you on the mountain."

Lu Yun did not force it. She told Biyu and Hongfei to take good care of the girl and returned to the farm.

Liu Qing trotted back to greet her. The young man stepped forward with high spirits to greet her. "My humble servant greets the princess. Hello, my master."

Roujia couldn't help but take a few more glances and whispered to Lu Yun, "Oh, you have really good taste. The waist is the waist, and the legs are the legs."

Lu Yun held up two fingers and said, "My vision is only slightly better than yours."

Roujia snorted softly, "Women always have to get married. Even this princess is the tallest among the short ones. You know that no promising young man would come to marry a princess. He is just a decoration."

Lu Tan coughed and whispered, "Princess."

Roujia finally stopped talking and began to share with Lu Xiaosan what she had seen and heard in the past few days with a smile. "Although you are a monk, you have seen a lot of the world. The actors in the Western Garden and the talented people in the taverns, oh my, each of them has his own merits. This princess is convinced."

Lu Yun saluted with one hand, "Wulian Tianzun, your disciple will never have second thoughts."

Halfway through the walk, Roujia pointed at the fields in the distance with her fan and said, "What's growing there? It looks very good. Take me over to have a look."

Following the direction of her fan, they saw a potato field. Lu Yun explained in a low voice, "These are magical flowers and plants brought from overseas countries. They are very useful to me."

Roujia retracted her hand, not believing it. "Where's the magic? The flowers are beautiful, could they be poisonous?"

"Don't worry, it's not poisonous." Lu Yun picked a flower and handed it to her, solemnly warning, "I'm only giving you one, and you're not allowed to pick any more."

Roujia rolled her eyes and said, "Since they are not poisonous, dig a few for me and I will give them to the two ladies to keep them fresh."

Lu Yun frowned and thought for a moment, then waved to the Wang siblings in the distance, "Are the potatoes in the hot spring hut blooming yet?"

Wang Liu: "Reporting to the princess, the buds have already formed and will probably bloom in three to five days."

Lu Yun nodded and said, "When you leave, I'll ask Wang Liu to bring a few pots to you. They're not difficult to care for, but they're truly precious."

Roujia understood immediately, "I understand. I will ask the craftsmen to take good care of it. If I have any questions later, I will come to you."

Roujia stayed at the farm for three days before leaving. Before leaving, Lu Yun gave her four pots of potato flowers.

Liu Qing bowed and reported, "Master, there is a letter for you."

Lu Yun opened the letter and found out that her mother was going to visit her eldest cousin the next day and asked her if she wanted to go with her.

It's okay, so there's no harm in going for a walk.

At the Third Prince's residence, Zhao Qingbo looked at Su and said disapprovingly, "Why don't you stay at home and take good care of your pregnancy? Why do you suddenly want to go to Qingping Temple to pray?"

Madam Su's complexion was rosy. She touched her belly and said, "I've been feeling much better lately. When I was a girl, I heard that the incense at Qingping Temple was very effective. I always wanted to go there as soon as possible to worship."

Zhao Qingbo hid his eyes. Su Shi simply wanted to give birth to a son in one fell swoop. "I can't make the decision on this matter. When His Highness comes back, I'll ask for you. You go back first."

After sending the person away, Zhao Qingbo leaned back on the pillow, frowning slightly. "Hongchou, do you think Su knows something?"

Hongchou: "Last time, Madam Su asked a doctor for help. I asked him several times but couldn't find out anything."

"What will she do if I tell her that His Highness is still obsessed with Concubine Lu?" Zhao Qingbo hesitated. She had not made a decision yet.

Hongchou: "Madam Su must not want the Concubine to come back."

Zhao Qingbo's expression was complicated. "I've always had a feeling that His Highness is trying to make people around him think that he wants Lu Ling back. It just so happens that the Su family has given me a chance to test it."

In the evening, Zhao Qingbo served the Third Prince dinner. He first mentioned a few matters in the palace and finally said, "Your Highness, Su also wants to go to Qingping Temple with me to pray for blessings tomorrow."

The Third Prince put down the jade chopsticks in his hand, grabbed a silk handkerchief beside him and wiped his mouth, his expression normal. "If Su wants to go, then go."

Zhao Qingbo was startled and responded in a low voice.

After seeing His Highness off, Zhao Qingbo felt more and more that something was wrong, but she couldn't tell what was wrong. She tossed and turned in bed until midnight before she fell asleep.

Lu Ling didn't know someone was visiting today. She was collecting dew from the peach blossoms in the peach forest with Xiang Xing. "This dew is the purest thing in the world. It's perfect for making tea."

After a whole morning of work, she only managed to get half a jar. Xiang Xing poured the water from the jar into a small pot before starting a fire to cook. Lu Ling opened the window and looked at the peach blossoms covering the mountains. She felt her bones lighten a lot.

Zhang took Rong Jie'er to the main hall and offered a stick of incense to the Buddha with great piety. Then they came to the backyard, which was quiet. Zhang let go of Rong Jie'er's hand and walked in.

"Second Aunt." Lu Ling showed a gentle smile on her pretty face.

Zhang smiled and asked Yinhe to take the food box into the house. As they walked, she said, "I'm taking Sister Rong out for an outing. I'd like to borrow your precious place to have lunch at noon."

"Second aunt, come in quickly. Ever since we last met, I've been wondering when you'll come to see me again." Lu Ling was genuinely happy.

The food was already on the table. Lu Rong sat down next to her mother and felt that her eldest cousin's room was different from before.

There were footsteps at the door again. Lu Ling looked outside in confusion and her face changed immediately.

"Greetings to the Third Prince's wife." Lu Ling and her second aunt saluted the visitor.

Zhao Qingbo smiled and asked her to get up, then took Su into the house.

"I feel relieved to see that you are doing well. I came to Qingping Temple to burn incense and came to see you specially. If you need anything, just send someone to tell me." Zhao Qingbo gave detailed instructions, as generous and considerate as ever.

After finding an excuse to send Rong Jie'er out, Zhang went to the outer room. Behind a curtain, she carefully observed the movements in the room.

Su touched her belly and raised her lips. "How can the Zen room on the mountain be compared with the inner courtyard of the prince's mansion? Since you have made such a formal gesture and left the mansion, you should do what a nun should do." After saying this, she raised her hand and pointed to the large coarse porcelain vase beside the desk. "Look, sister, what a gorgeous begonia."

Su spoke in a sarcastic tone, using Begonia to mock Lu Ling's hypocrisy.