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

Qin was wearing old clothes and a few gold hairpins on her hair. She smiled and asked, "Where is your young lady?" as she walked in. Xiang Xing guessed that the visitor was not friendly and forced herself to remain calm and stood at the door. "Madam, the young lady just got up and is getting dressed now. Please sit outside for a while. I will go and pour you some tea."

The point is that he hasn't gotten up yet, otherwise why would I rush here so early? Qin said with a fake smile, "I guess he's used to a life of luxury. Now that he's been kicked out, he should just pack up his stall and get out of here!"

He pushed Xiang Xing away, and the maid beside him put her hand on the door and was about to push hard when the door opened from the inside.

The maid rushed in straight away and nearly fell flat on her face.

Lu Ling, dressed in a plain robe and with disheveled hair, stood in the middle. Having just recovered from a serious illness, her face still had a hint of illness. She bowed slightly and said calmly, "My daughter greets the Madam."

Qin suddenly felt a little dazed. She hadn't seen this concubine's daughter for seven or eight years, and she had become even more outstanding over the years. If she hadn't been abandoned by the royal family, with her good looks, it would have been easy to marry her off with a generous betrothal gift. What a pity.

The Sun family has been operating and planning for so many years, so what? Now it has fallen into her hands. Her sister Qin is the one who is good at fortune-telling.

Qin looked around the room and finally fixed her eyes on the small gilded box on the dressing table. She withdrew her gaze and spoke slowly.

"Sister Ling, now that our mansion has lost its title, your brother has been exiled to the border, and you've been divorced by the Third Prince, life in our mansion is getting harder and harder."

Lu Ling lowered her eyes, her dark hair falling and scattering, making her face look like jade. "Madam, are you trying to tell me that there is no place for your daughter in the mansion now?"

Qin sighed, "This is your father's intention. With your current status, it will be difficult for you to remarry. For now, the only solution is to expel you from the clan to buy a breathing space for our eldest branch."

After saying this, he met a pair of clear eyes. "Madam, has father ever said that he wants to expel my eldest brother from the clan?"

Qin was stunned for a moment, then narrowed her eyes. "Cheng'er was just confused for a moment. Besides, if we expel him from the family, who will inherit our family in the future? Do we have to hand it over to your aunt's family? I have brought the documents for expulsion, and I just need you to sign and seal them. From now on, you and our Lu family will have nothing to do with each other!"

Lu Ling looked at the document on the table. A few simple lines of words severed her blood ties with the Lu family for the past decade. Lu Ling looked at her stepmother and said, "Madam, this is a serious matter. We should ask someone to be a witness."

A moment later, under the gaze of Master Luofan, Lu Ling handed the signed document to the master for confirmation, and finally kept it close to her body.

"Wait!" Qin called out to Lu Ling, who was about to leave. "Since you have nothing to do with our Lu family, shouldn't you return what you owe us?"

Lu Ling turned sideways, frowning slightly. "What do you mean, Madam?"

Qin snorted coldly, "Yesterday I sent someone to bring back your dowry. After checking it one by one, excluding the silk items that were used, there is still a shortfall of four thousand taels of silver. You used to eat and live in the Third Prince's mansion. How much of this money is left?"

Xiang Xing clung to her young lady, looking worried. "Young lady—"

Lu Ling's eyes turned cold. "After eight years, how much do you think I have left?"

The maid looked strange. As a young lady, she had spent several thousand taels of silver in eight years. If others told others about it, they would praise her for knowing how to manage life.

The mansion is in trouble now, so she should ask for as much as she can. The Third Prince was on good terms with her for a while, so how could she know she didn't have any money? Qin's expression changed, and she said with a sad face, "I don't want to embarrass you like this. Money is needed everywhere in the mansion. The old lady treated you well in the past, but now she is bedridden and can hardly afford medicine. How can you bear it?" After saying this, she wiped her eyes and said, "I've already sent a group of people out. If it's not enough, I can only-"

Lu Ling clenched her fingers, her body stiff. "Please follow me, Madam."

"This is all the silver I have." Lu Ling brought the small gold-painted box to Qin and opened the lid in front of her. Inside were scattered a few silver notes, dozens of taels of silver, and hundreds of copper coins.

Qin picked up the banknotes and counted them. There were about eight or nine hundred taels. She looked at Lu Ling with an unhappy expression. Is that all?

Lu Ling didn't move, only saying, "If Madam doesn't believe me, feel free to send someone to search. Xiang Xing, let them in."

"Madam." The leading maid looked at Qin uncomfortably and motioned her to look outside.

I saw that outside the originally quiet Zen room, many monks and pilgrims had gathered to watch the fun, including a few acquaintances.

Today is a holiday, and many people come to Qingping Temple to burn incense.

Seeing this, Qin had no choice but to stand up. Lu Ling walked her to the door. Facing everyone, she said with love and compassion, "No need to see me off. We won't be by your side in the future. You have to take care of yourself."

When Lu Yun arrived at the mountain, she saw this scene. She hid beside Master Lufan and said, "Sorry to bother you, Master."

A hurried sound of footsteps was heard, and Lu Yun turned around to see Lord Zhao Qingyu, who looked exhausted and anxious.

Lu Ling also saw him. She forced her gaze to the nearby Madam and knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times. "Lu Ling thanks the mansion for raising me over the years. Please take care, Madam and Master."

Qin was startled, and instantly realized that Lu Ling was distancing herself from their family. Now that she was all alone, what could she rely on? Her eyes fell on that face in doubt. Could there really be a man who would dare to marry her despite the world's condemnation? No, absolutely not!

Qin pretended to wipe her eyes and left with a sigh under the gaze of everyone.

When everyone dispersed, only Zhao Qingyu and Lu Yun were left in the yard.

Lu Yun thought he was looking for her, so she took the initiative to greet him, "Good morning, Mr. Zhao. What are you doing?"

Zhao Qingyu bowed, his eyes pulled back from the distance and fell on his feet. "Greetings, Princess. I've been away from the capital for a long time. I missed the magnificent scenery of Qingping Temple in the mountains, so I came back to see it."

Lu Yun didn't understand. The most beautiful time of Qingping Temple was in March and April. Now all the flowers had fallen and only a few late cherry blossoms were left. Although they were blooming vigorously, they could not escape the loneliness between late spring and early summer.

Xiang Xing came over with a tea tray, the joy in her eyes dispelling the tears, "Master Zhao, Princess, please have some tea."

Lu Yun paused as she served the tea, then realized she was overthinking it. Perhaps Xiang Xing recognized Lord Zhao because he came so often. She took a sip from the teacup. "Hmm, nice smell. It's the same tea from last time."

Xiang Xing smiled and nodded.

Lu Ling changed her clothes and walked over to the two of them and sat down. She was still wearing a plain blue robe, with her hair half loose and half tied up.

"Meet Mr. Zhao."

"Hello, Miss Lu."

The two nodded to each other.

Lu Yun looked at the two silent people. One was a young scholar, the son of an aristocratic family, with a handsome face. The other was a poor daughter, gentle and beautiful.

Afraid that the two would feel uncomfortable, she took the initiative to take on the responsibility of warming up the atmosphere, laughing a few times. "I remember when I was a child, my eldest cousin and I visited the Dingyuan Marquis's residence. Although I didn't meet Master Zhao that year, I didn't expect that many years later, we would still be sitting together and drinking tea."