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

Two months later.

Liuzi emerged from the dungeon, glanced at the sky outside, and let out a long sigh. Suddenly, he heard a commotion at the front door of the mansion. He stopped a passing servant and asked, "What's going on outside?"

The servant said nervously, "Just now, the envoy from the Qin Dynasty came and said that His Majesty has passed away."

In the study, Liuzi respectfully placed the confessions he had obtained from the people in the marriage convoy in the past few days in front of the man who was busy processing official documents.

"Master, except for the guard who jumped into the river, the confessions of everyone else are here."

Zhou Boli stared at the document in front of him. "But is it related to Emperor Longqing?"

"It's hard for me to say," Liuzi said softly, "all signs indicate that only that person could do it, but there's no concrete evidence so far. And—"

Zhou Boli, expressionless, continued, "And he's dead."

Liuzi lowered his head and didn't dare to look at his master's face.

"Is there any news from outside the palace?"

"Nothing."

Zhou Boli lowered his eyes and said, "I understand. You can go down."

Liuzi wanted to say something but stopped himself, and after hesitating for a moment, he turned around and left.

He ran into Ah Da who came hurriedly. "Sixth son, is the master in there?"

Seeing his strange expression, Liuzi nodded, a glimmer of hope rising in his heart. "Have you found out any news about the princess?"

Ah Da's skin was dark from years of traveling. He frowned when he heard this. "I'm not entirely sure, but along the Nu River, some people have reported seeing someone who looks like the princess on the shore."

Liuzi sighed, "In the past two months, many people have come and gone. None of them are real. I think you should be more careful. I always feel that something is not right when I see the master now."

After hearing this, Ah Da hesitated for a moment. "Then I'd better go there myself. Once I find the right person, I'll come back to see the master, so as not to disappoint him again."

The two people's voices were neither loud nor soft, but there was no movement in the study room separated by a door.

Ada closed his mouth, bowed gratefully to Liuzi, and walked away quickly.

Nanyue King Fei Gao was lying on the couch, listening to the maids talk about the recent events in the palace. When they mentioned that the prince had been back to normal since that day, Gao sighed and sat up from the couch. "Come with me to see my silly son. What is he doing now?"

He walked halfway with a frown on his face, then stopped and turned back. "Forget it, forget it. Heart disease needs heart medicine. Let him be!"

A hint of darkness flashed in the eyes of the head maid Yaoli. "Your Majesty, I thought His Highness was only temporarily with you now. After a while, this matter will have passed and faded. Your Majesty can find another one for His Highness, and that will be enough. After all, His Highness is the future king of Nanyue."

Gao Shi didn't say anything when she heard this, but Yao Chun was a little nervous. She smiled and said, "Your Majesty, I think it's too early for Yao Li to say this. Let's wait and see."

Gao nodded and said, "What you said makes sense. We should take another look."

Upon hearing this, the two sisters lowered their heads and followed Gao back to the yard.

At night, in the back room.

Yao Li, who had endured it for a whole day, threw the cotton towel in her hand into the wash basin beside Yao Chun in displeasure. Yao Chun, who was splashed halfway with wash water, was furious and said, "What are you doing? Are you crazy?"

Yaoli pinched her waist and glared, "I'm just crazy. I want to ask you what you said in front of the queen today. What do you mean?"

After hearing her say that, Yaochun calmed down. "It means literally." Then she started to take off her clothes. Today was her turn to keep watch in the main room.

Yaoli stiffened her neck and grabbed her arm. "I know, you're just afraid that I'll live better than you, afraid that one day I'll—"

"What do you mean one day?" Yao Chun sneered and brushed her hand away, looking back at her mercilessly. She spoke through her thoughts in one sentence, "Could it be that one day I will become a concubine, take charge and start ordering people around?"

Yaoli took advantage of the situation and turned around to throw herself on the bed, sobbing softly, "Don't you want to? Are we destined to be maids for the rest of our lives?"

After all, they were sisters who grew up together. Yao Chun's heart softened. She sighed and sat on the edge of the bed. "I really haven't thought about it. When I was a child, there were many sisters and brothers in my family. It was so hard to be hungry. Being able to fill my stomach was my only wish in this life."

Yao Li stopped crying and turned to see that there were still traces of tears on her face. "Then you do yours and I do mine. We have nothing to do with each other."

Yao Chun shook her head. "I can't watch you jump into the fire pit. We have both served the princess for so many years. If the queen or the prince let out a word, I wouldn't stop you."

Yao Li murmured, "The past is the past. Now the princess is gone. The prince will eventually marry. It's not uncommon for a family like ours to have one or two concubines. What's my fault?"

Yao Chun: "That's why I asked you to wait. The princess came back halfway through her walk today, and you, a slave, are now asking to run into the gun barrel - I'm afraid the people behind you will take advantage of it."

Yao Li was startled, and she sat up straight with a hesitant look on her face. "What do you mean by that?"

Yao Chun: "Although the princess has disappeared, the imperial edict conferring the title of Crown Prince by the Qin Dynasty has been clearly placed in the ancestral hall. Neither the princess nor the prince can expect the Crown Prince to remain a virgin for the princess for his entire life."

Having said that, Yaochun had a vague feeling in her heart that this beautiful woman who came from the Central Plains Dynasty would definitely return safely.

When the Emperor of the Qin Dynasty passed away, according to the rules, the Dali Palace had to wear mourning clothes for three months to express grief.

However, the white decorations were only hung for seven days before they were ordered to be removed by the superiors.

The prince's original words were "The prince's wife is not dead yet. It's bad luck to look at her in such a miserable state. Remove her immediately."

The housekeeper Zhou Chenglin, sweating profusely, personally led people to handle the matter. In the evening, he was called to Sansi Hall by Liao, the steward beside the old prince.

Kneeling on the bluestone floor, Steward Zhou was prepared for the old prince to question him, and he didn't dare to raise his head.

The prince said in a resounding voice, "Who ordered the white cloth to be removed?"

"Your Highness, it's His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. He said it's unlucky."

Zhou Chong stroked his beard and said, "Well, let's do this. Let's remove the things in the mansion. Just hang a few words on the plaque as a token of respect. Everything else, including food, clothing, and other expenses, will remain the same."

Butler Zhou was shocked. Who on earth was this Princess Ning'an?

He turned around and asked someone to hang a white cloth outside the door. Zhou Boli came back from the military camp, looked up at the white cloth on the ceiling, and went into the study.

A moment later, Ah Da hurriedly came back from outside in a carriage and entered the side door of the Marquis' Mansion.

Liuzi knocked on the door and reported carefully, "Master, Ada said he found a woman who looks like the princess in the lower reaches of the Nujiang River and has brought her back."

The man sitting behind the desk immediately stood up and said, "Lead the way."

When the master and servant met in front of a house, Ah Da came out with something in his hand.

"Is this..." Liuzi was not sure, "the princess's purse?" On the palm-sized purse were embroidered two little rabbits, one standing and one lying, with a bright moon hanging above the rabbits' heads.

Ah Da: "This thing was found on her by the person who rescued her."

Zhou Boli raised his hand to take the purse and strode into the house.

A person was lying quietly on the bed in the inner room, with several wounds cut by rocks across her face. One could only vaguely make out that she looked about 50% similar to Lu Yun. The pink flesh at the wounds was turned inside out, looking extremely hideous and terrifying.

Zhou Boli stopped for a long time, and after a while, he said, "Take good care of her," and turned and left.