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

After wrapping the zongzi, Cai He personally decorated them and went to the city. In the afternoon, she returned with a cart full of gifts. Bi Yu Hong Fei helped to count and sort them, and any leftovers were promptly given to others in the Taoist temple.

Caihe handed a small box to Lu Yun and said, "Master, this is what the madam asked me to give you." There was also a letter.

After reading the letter, Lu Yun asked Caihe to pack a box of rice dumplings and took the small box to Qingping Temple.

A few steps away, Lu Yun saw Xiang Xing sitting in the corridor. Xiang Xing coughed lightly and said, "Greetings, Princess."

Lu Yun handed over everything else in her hand, leaving only the box. "Is my eldest cousin in the room?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Lu Ling opened the door and stood at the door, inviting them in.

Lu Yun gestured for Cai He to close the door and placed the box on the table. "It's the Dragon Boat Festival. Mother went to buy makeup for Cousin Zhen. Aunt Sun asked Mother to give this box to you."

Lu Ling's face changed slightly. She had just recognized that this was Auntie's thing. "Did Auntie say anything else?"

Lu Yun shook her head.

After everyone left, Lu Ling opened the lid, took out the gold and silver in the box one by one and placed them on the table. She then uncovered the red cloth inside, and a piece of paper lay underneath.

Xiang Xing was very worried. "What happened to the young lady?"

Tears soaked the paper, and Lu Ling felt helpless. "My aunt said that the old lady doesn't have much time left, and the mansion is not as good as before. She is afraid that she can't keep the money she saved, so she asked me to help her keep it."

After leaving Qingping Temple, Lu Yun stopped at a place and pointed to Caihe with a smile, "I picked up the gray here."

Caihe was just about to pull aside the grass to take a closer look when she heard a rustling sound coming from inside.

The master and servant were startled and saw two people coming out.

Zhou Boli was carrying a small food box. "Princess, long time no see."

When Lu Yun saw it was him, she turned and left.

Zhou Boli took a long step forward and stopped her, saying sincerely, "Please give me an incense stick of time, Princess."

Liuzi led the way in front, and Lu Yuncaihe followed behind. After walking around for a long time, they finally saw a house.

It was Aunt Zhang who opened the door.

Isn’t this my uncle’s yard? Lu Yun walked in suspiciously and came to a yard.

When Liuzi left, he pulled Caihe out with him, so at this time there were only her and Zhou Boli in the yard.

Zhou Boli was wearing a dark purple brocade round-collar robe today. An inch-wide black calfskin belt showed off his slender waistline. His black hair was neatly tied up on top of his head with a black jade hairpin.

He was standing with his back to her. Lu Yun couldn't brake in time and was only an arm's length away from him. She could already smell the fragrance of soapberry on him, which was a mixture of osmanthus and sandalwood.

Lu Yun took a step back and asked, "Excuse me, Master Zhou, what can I do for you?"

A red food box was handed to her. "I wish you a happy Dragon Boat Festival. I packed this with my own hands. Please don't dislike it."

So the box I threw out of the car window last time was—the overwhelming guilt paralyzed her mind, and Lu Yun uttered incoherently, "I'm sorry, I, I don't know." She took the box in her arms, bent down to ninety degrees, and said, "Aligato, uh, I mean thank you!"

This was the first time in her two lifetimes that she had received rice dumplings made by a man.

A smile appeared in Zhou Boli's eyes, and he took the princess to the round table under the tree and sat down.

The sky-blue high-legged lotus-shaped plate on the round table was filled with steaming dim sum, which smelled sweet.

"Mrs. Zhang's cooking skills are getting better and better." Lu Yun picked up a piece and put it in her mouth. It was a familiar taste.

Zhou Boli picked up a cup of tea and placed it in front of her. "It's a new one from Zhangji."

Lu Yun lowered her eyes and said, "Are those on the boat also Zhang's new products?" She curled her lips slightly and said, "Mr. Zhou, you are really powerful. You can keep these rice dumplings for yourself." She stood up and left.

"I didn't intend to hide what happened that day from the princess. It was simply a sudden incident that forced me to do so."

Lu Yun didn't even raise her head. "Mr. Zhou, you are blocking my way."

Zhou Boli leaned forward slightly, gazing at the person before him. "Princess, I have been entrusted to facilitate the Su family's successful framing of Concubine Lu. Only in this way can Concubine Lu leave the palace. I didn't expect that you would appear in Concubine Lu's courtyard."

"The Su family framed my cousin, and she left the house?" Lu Yun frowned. "So that day was all a play you put on."

Zhou Boli: "If the princess invites Lai Fan to expose Su, this play will not be able to continue."

"Why don't you just say it." Lu Yun looked straight into his eyes, hoping to get a reasonable explanation.

"First, the princess may not believe it. Second, the princess is very skilled in martial arts, and I cannot stop you from doing whatever you want to do." Zhou Boli sighed, unable to hit or scold her.

"So you used a small boat to trap me in the center of Xiama Lake?" Lu Yun smiled. She would go learn to swim when the weather got warmer.

Lu Yun twisted her hairband around her fingers, her lips curled slightly, her eyes like water, her voice gentle and sweet, and she slowly approached him, "Mr. Zhou, I have a small question."

The man's eyes were gloomy, and his gaze fell on the people in front of him. "Please explain clearly, Princess."

Lu Yun continued to approach, finally only a fist away from him. Their auras intertwined, their hems touching, but the voice she uttered was filled with a piercing chill. "Are you really the son of a major merchant in Shu? What do you want, sir? Could it be me?"

The past flashed before her eyes like a rolling color film. They had known each other since they were four years old, and her uncle had used her to cover his whereabouts. They had been in constant contact ever since. Thinking back, it was he who had taken the initiative to contact her under the guise of business. From initially staying in the mountains to living in the hot spring resort, he had visited her year-round, like an ant gnawing at an elephant, gradually becoming part of her life.

I made rice dumplings for her by myself, and even if they fell, she didn't get angry and continued to make them and give them to her.

Behind Lu Yun, a slender, white hand opened its five fingers for a moment and then tightened into a fist. The white knuckles and the bulging veins on the back of the hand revealed the forbearance and restraint of the owner of the hand.

The fragrance of osmanthus gradually dissipated. Lu Yun looked at Zhou Boli who took a step back with his back to her and did not move any closer.

"I actually—"

"Forget it!" Lu Yun retreated, turned around and walked out, muttering softly, "You don't have to say anymore, it's actually not that important."

At the most critical moment, be the most cowardly person, dedicated to yourself. Lu Yun resolutely chose to escape from reality and become a happy little turtle.

Lu Yun, who had forgotten how to return the same way, could only take the mountain road they usually took with Caihe.

Cai He followed behind with a box of rice dumplings in her hand. "Master, do you want to return a gift to Master Zhou?"

Liuzi told her that the rice dumplings were made by Master Zhou himself and were a token of his precious kindness.

Lu Yun didn't look back. "I think I have completely offended him. If you want to give it to him, then go ahead."

"Master?" Cai He looked at her master's back worriedly. "Mr. Zhou is a good man."

Lu Yun sighed and said, "I know how good he is. We'll talk about whether he is a good person or not later."