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

Inside the princess's residence, Lu Yun handed the letter and box to the Changping Escort Agency's errand boy. The letter was delivered to the manor, explaining her whereabouts for the past few days and asking Liu Qing to contact her if anything happened. The small box was then delivered to Lu Tong's government office and given to her mother.

Back in the room, Lu Yun closed the door and looked at the big package placed in the corner.

All kinds of gorgeous and complicated gold and silver jewelry were spread on the ground, including those with kingfisher feathers, gems, beads, filigree, etc., each piece was a fine product.

Lu Yun called out to Roujia, "This old lady is really rich."

Roujia looked around, clicking her tongue repeatedly, "It's okay, but the taste is just average." She picked up a longevity gold hairpin from the ground. It was wrapped with a thumb-sized oily green jadeite. She weighed it in her hand and said, "It's heavy. The old lady is still in good health."

After saying this, he turned the gold hairpin over, frowned slightly, and pointed it to Lu Yun. "These are all marked with the Prime Minister's Mansion's mark. Although these jewelry are valuable, they are not easy to sell."

Lu Yun took out a black knife from her purse and said eagerly, "Except for these few with kingfisher feathers, take apart the others and melt them into gold bars."

She remembered that there was a small workshop in the princess's mansion.

Roujia looked at the sky outside and threw the hairpin aside. "Don't worry about it for now. It's almost time. Let's go change clothes."

"Hey, wait. Let me pack this stuff up."

After a cup of tea, Lu Yun looked at herself in the mirror and asked, "Roujia, are you sure I want to wear this?"

Roujia nodded hurriedly and even gave her a thumbs up, "It looks good in this way." Lutan agreed, "Princess, this dress really suits you. Although you are young, you are beautiful, and this color can't be wrong."

Get on the carriage and rush to Xiyuan.

The servant at the door recognized the carriage from the princess's mansion and came forward with a smile to greet her. "My humble servant greets you, Princess. You have come at the right time. The play 'The Legend of Yuhuan' is being performed in the garden today."

The troupe owner hurried over and asked, "Greetings, Princess. Would you like to be served in the private room or in the small garden?"

The so-called private room service means sitting in a private room above the lobby and watching whatever is being performed today. The small garden performs new plays, and you can also request plays, and there are also some Easter egg performances.

Lu Tan smiled and handed over a bag of silver. "A private room will do. Thank you for your help, boss."

The troupe leader took the silver with both hands, led the way himself, and led the carriage to the backyard.

Then a beautiful girl came out. She was wearing a long gown with a stand-up collar and a front opening in a pink and purple color, embroidered with multi-colored butterflies and flowers, and with a four-sided Ruyi cloud shoulder bag of the same color on her shoulders.

Her dark eyebrows were long and graceful, her cheeks were like spring peaches, and a rouge-painted gauze lotus flower as big as a fist was pinned diagonally in her raven hair that was like clouds and snow. The clear tassel pendants all hung by her ears, complementing her bright eyes.

It was a very beautiful face, but the class owner saw a kind of transcendent calmness in those eyes.

Seeing that the troupe owner, who was used to seeing beauties, was momentarily distracted, Roujia raised the corners of her mouth.

Lu Tan coughed lightly and said, "Boss, please lead the way."

"Yes, yes, yes." The boss came to his senses and didn't dare to look any longer. He trotted to the front and led people to the private room on the second floor with the best view.

There were all kinds of overt and covert gazes along the way.

Roujia didn't care at all, but Lu Yun had a firm heart and a strong fist.

After instructing the guards to guard the door, Lu Tan closed the door and pushed open the window facing the stage.

Roujia pulled Lu Yun and looked her up and down, she was very satisfied and said, "This is how it should be worn. This princess has a good taste."

Lu Yun: "I'm hungry."

Roujia: “——”

"Princess, please wait a moment." Lu Tan took the four-layer red lacquer food box from the guard with great difficulty and put it on the ground. She took out the food one by one, filling the table.

"Thank you." Lu Yun sat down at the table and ate heartily. After six or seven plates of dim sum, she was finally full. The sound of gongs had already begun to resonate from the stage, and the "yi yi ya ya" singing reached her ears. Seeing the emotional part, Roujia and Lutan both raised their hands to wipe away their tears.

Lu Yun, who didn't understand at all, sat quietly watching the audience downstairs. Suddenly, she saw a man grinning at her.

From a distance, the man's facial features looked good. He had a slicked-back hair and powdered face, and was wearing a green silk dress. He waved a folding fan in his hand and gave what he thought was the most charming smile to the young lady upstairs.

Lu Yun said, "Brother, your desire to be a gigolo is clearly written on your face."

Lu Yun withdrew her gaze and turned her eyes away. A very familiar figure jumped into her sight. Lu Yun frowned slightly, and when she wanted to take a few more glances, the figure had already disappeared into the corridor downstairs.

After the song was finished, the whole room was filled with applause. The troupe owner took several leading actors upstairs to express his gratitude to each box one by one.

Roujia and Lutan were still reminiscing about the final scene, where the swordsman Yuhuanlang avenged his death and fled far away. Their eyes were red. Roujia felt deeply sorry for her beloved girl, "Poor girl, she did so much for him, but in the end, she got nothing."

Lu Tan whispered to defend Yu Huan Lang, "Princess, Yu Huan Lang just doesn't want to burden Miss Jiao."

There was a knock on the door, and the troupe owner came in with his people. Yuhuanlang and Jiao girl both bowed to express their gratitude.

Lu Tan placed the prepared red envelope on the troupe owner's tray and said, "You performed really well."

Lu Yun smelled a strong sweet scent of osmanthus. She looked up and found that "Miss Jiao" was also looking at her, her almond-shaped eyes full of inquiry.

Roujia personally handed a small purse to "Jiao girl" and she complained, "Yuhuanlang is not worthy of you."

"Yuhuan Lang" showed a hint of embarrassment on his face, which was covered with a thick layer of foundation. Lu Yun took off the Jade Rabbit purse at her side and handed it to him, smiling warmly. "Yuhuan Lang has let Miss Jiao down, and he really has his own reasons. You acted very well!"

Yuhuanlang looked at Lu Yun flattered and took the old purse with great gratitude, "Thank you very much, my lord."

After the others left, Roujia blamed herself and said, "I forgot to tell you, there is an unwritten rule in Xiyuan that actors cannot accept personal belongings from guests at will. But it's okay, the troupe owner will return your purse later."

Lu Yun apologized honestly because she had been impulsive just now. "That's good. Life is not easy, and it would be bad to cause him trouble."

He took out a twenty-liang silver note from his pocket and asked Lu Tan to wrap it in a lotus leaf.

As expected, there was another knock on the door, and the troupe leader walked in with a tray in his hand, his expression very respectful. "Greetings to Princess Ning'an. According to the rules of the troupe, Yuhuan Lang cannot accept your personal belongings."

Lu Yun apologized, "I'm sorry, this is my first time here, and I don't know the rules here." After that, she took the purse from the tray and tied it back to her waist. Then she looked at the owner and continued, "I want to see Yuhuanlang."

"This..." The class leader glanced at the princess before continuing, "Please follow me, Princess."

The backstage of the opera troupe is actually a small courtyard with people coming and going, and prop boxes and cages piled up everywhere you look.

The class leader led Lu Yun through the crowd and came to the innermost room. When passing the next room, Lu Yun paused and asked, "Class leader, is this Miss Jiao's room?"