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

After finding out that the person in charge of the case was the Earl of Dingyuan, Lu Yun thought of the lady he had met a few days ago. After much deliberation, he decided to go there in person.

He took a car to the gate of Dingyuan Earl's Mansion, handed over his business card, and was soon invited in.

Lu Yun, Caihe and the old nanny took many twists and turns and came to an upper room. When they saw who was sitting at the top, both of them changed their expressions.

Mrs. Cui's face changed drastically. She had already recognized the girl in gorgeous clothes as the one who had competed with her for the small building that day. Reluctantly, she stood up and saluted, "Your Highness, I greet you."

Lu Yun raised her eyebrows slightly. "Mrs. Cui, there's no need to be so polite. Perhaps the concierge made a mistake. I'm not here to see you, but Prime Minister Zhao."

Perhaps because he saw that she was a woman, he mistakenly led her to the inner house out of habit.

Mrs. Cui looked even more nervous. "What happened that day was my fault. Please don't take offense, my lady, and please don't tell my master about this."

Lu Yun had no choice but to explain, "Don't worry, Madam Cui. I'm not a talkative person. I really have something important to discuss with Lord Zhao."

Besides, you did that to Bai Xiaolou in the street that day, and only became afraid that the master would find out afterwards. Don’t you think it’s too late?

Although Mrs. Cui had some doubts in her heart, she still pointed to an old nanny to take Lu Yun to the study in the front yard.

Compared to the glittering jewels in Mrs. Cui's house, this courtyard was much more plain. The servants all lowered their brows and eyes, and their every move was in accordance with rules.

The servant invited Lu Yun to the main hall and served her tea. Just as she finished a cup, the figure of Dingyuan Bo appeared at the gate of the courtyard. The old man was still wearing the red round-collared official robe he wore on duty, his black official hat folded in his arms, his back straight, and he strode forward.

As always, he bowed respectfully to Lu Yun and called her Princess.

Lu Yun admired him and knelt down in return, "Master Zhao, you are so polite."

Dingyuan Bo: "I wonder why the princess wants to see me?"

Lu Yun stated her purpose, "I want to ask the adults for someone."

"Bai Fengjiao?" Dingyuan Bo frowned in thought. "There is indeed such a person in the Western Garden, but the Nanyue spies have not yet found out where she is. I dare not let her go. I beg your forgiveness, my lady."

"I don't want to embarrass you, sir. How about this? You can hand Bai Fengjiao over to me for care. First, I can call a doctor to treat her. Second, if you have any questions, you can always send someone to visit her. I won't interfere. Third, if she is truly a South Vietnamese spy, we can use this opportunity to set up a trap and expose the person behind it."

After hearing this, the Earl of Dingyuan softened his attitude. "I have investigated for many days but have found no evidence of Bai Fengjiao colluding with the South Vietnamese. I am sorry to trouble you, my lady. If nothing else happens, I will send someone to take Bai Fengjiao to Princess Roujia's residence tomorrow evening."

Lu Yun secretly breathed a sigh of relief, "Thank you, sir.

After leaving Dingyuan Marquis' Mansion, Lu Yun went straight back to the Princess' Mansion.

Lu Tan had been waiting for a long time and immediately came forward to greet her, "Princess, Madam Zhang is here. Please follow me to the flower hall."

"Mother," Lu Yun paused and looked at Cai He guiltily, "Can I not go?" Cai He's expression was serious, "Master, no."

Zhang's expression was tense, and she kept looking towards the door, her eyes revealing anxiety and worry.

When she saw that familiar figure, her eyes immediately turned red, her lips were tightly pursed, and she stood up from her seat and walked a few steps outside to greet him.

"Mother." Lu Yun's voice was as soft as a mosquito. The next second, she fell into a warm embrace.

Zhang hugged her little daughter tightly, her words filled with heartache. "I know you don't want your family to know, for fear of upsetting them. But if you do this, you're still treating me as your mother. Where does that leave your sister, your brother, and your aunt who has watched you grow up?"

Lu Yun's head buzzed, and tears fell silently, all soaking into her mother's clothes.

Lu Rong sobbed softly, wiping her tears with a handkerchief. Although Lu Hui's eyes were red, he remained stubbornly silent.

Lu Yun brought Zhang to her room, and the four of them sat side by side on the kang, chatting privately. Before they left, Zhang signaled for everyone else, including her children, to leave, leaving her and Lu Yun alone.

Then he opened the package he had brought, took out a wooden box, and stuffed it into his little daughter's pocket with a firm attitude. "This is the tens of thousands of taels of silver notes you brought last time. It's not easy to be away from home, so you must pack more money with you."

Seeing that she didn't refuse, Zhang's eyes softened. She bent down and opened the box at her feet. Inside the box were several brocade clothes and a few sets of headgear. "You became a monk since you were young. Your aunt and I secretly made several sets of clothes for you to wear when you came home. Now is the perfect time to use them. You won't have to wear the Taoist robe anymore. It's a pity—"

Lu Yun was stunned and burst into tears. "My daughter knows."

Before leaving, Zhang remembered, "There is another copy in the box that was given to you by your uncle."

Back in the house, Cai He took things out of the box one by one, revealing a small redwood rosewood box at the bottom. "Master, this is probably what your uncle gave you. Why not open it and take a look."

Lu Yun said "hmm" absentmindedly.

The next day, Dingyuan Bo sent people over. The day of the marriage was getting closer and closer, and palace maids kept going back and forth between the imperial palace and the princess's mansion.

Lu Yun became more and more lazy, staying in the house all day and not wanting to go out.

Until the news of the old lady's death came.

Lu Yun changed into plain clothes and went to pay her respects.

My uncle and aunt had both aged considerably. The old lady's coffin lay in the center of the mourning hall. My father knelt before the coffin, his expression filled with sorrow, adding paper money to the brazier one by one. Lu Yun picked up three incense sticks, bowed three times, and inserted them into the incense burner.

"Father." Lu Yun called in a low voice.

Lu Tongzheng knelt on the ground and bowed, "Sister Yun, you're here."

Lu Hui and Lu Wang were also there. Lu Yun saw Lu Wang looking at her with a dazed look on his face, and she waved to him with an idea in her mind.

When the two were leaving, Lu Yun heard someone asking behind her whose daughter this was and why she was so ignorant of etiquette, which she couldn't help but find funny.

Lu Yun brought her brother to a secluded place and looked at him carefully for several times before saying, "I hope you've grown taller."

Lu Wang looked eagerly and said, "Sister, Auntie said you are going to South Vietnam to marry a foreign princess. Is South Vietnam very far away?"

Lu Yun bent down and touched her brother's head. "It's not very far, but if you want to come see me in the future, it's best to ask the escort from Third Uncle's family to escort you."

Lu Wang's eyes were eager. "Then when I grow up a little and can ride a horse, I will go find you, sister. Don't be afraid."

Lu Yun smiled and nodded. "Read thousands of books and travel thousands of miles. It would be best if you could learn some martial arts. I hope you will remember that a man should be self-reliant."

Little did they know that their conversation was heard clearly by everyone in the room.

Hua Yuehong touched her already visibly pregnant belly and silently said a few words, "A man should be self-reliant. Son, your father is no longer able to do this. From now on, I can only rely on you."