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

In Qiufengzhai, Tonghua and two new maids brought in handkerchiefs, copper basins, and other items. The inner room had been quiet the entire time. Yaoli walked in from outside, smoothing her hair with both hands. "Is the young lady still awake?"

Tonghua nodded with a worried look on her face, "It's rare for a girl to get up late, I'm worried."

Yaoli walked up and knocked on the door twice softly, "Miss?" Still no one answered.

A familiar voice came from outside the house and reached the ears of everyone inside. "I'm here." The masked woman said as she appeared in their sight. "I woke up early this morning and didn't disturb you. I forgot the time and came back late."

"It's cold this morning. The young lady must have caught a cold from walking around for so long. Her voice doesn't sound very clear. I'll make her a bowl of ginger tea to help drive away the cold."

Miss Lu smiled and nodded, "Thank you for your help."

Yaoli smiled apologetically, "Miss, I want to ask for leave today."

Miss Lu didn't ask why she wanted to take leave, and nodded directly, "I understand. Wait until you finish your meal and then leave. Remember to return home in time."

Yaoli was overjoyed and hurried to the back room.

There were only two young maids who had just entered the house left in the room. Miss Lu waved her hand at them and said, "Put your things down and go down. I have tung flowers here, which is enough."

Tonghua came in with ginger tea. The dry towel had already fallen into the copper basin. The girl was sitting in front of the dressing table, combing her hair.

"Girl, drink it while it's hot."

Miss Lu picked up the small bowl and drank it all. "Didn't we go to the jewelry store yesterday? I want to go look again today."

Tonghua: "Should we send someone to tell the princess?"

Miss Lu shook her head and said, "No need. I'll be back soon."

The master and servant rushed to the jewelry shop and ordered a set of headwear. Tonghua followed the girl around and came to the teahouse where they had been yesterday, where they drank tea and had some snacks. After a while, he fell asleep again.

Miss Lu laid her down and brought her to a house.

The bearded, dark-faced burly man had been waiting for a long time.

"Boss, has something changed?"

The masked woman said succinctly, "I'm sure Zhou Boli has found Princess Ning'an." She pulled a scroll from her sleeve and said, "I found this on his desk yesterday."

The bearded man unfolded the white paper and carefully examined it. "This is indeed the handwriting of Princess Ning'an, but it could also be something Zhou Boli obtained last year."

Masked Woman: "This piece of paper is a gold-threaded white cotton paper specially developed by the Nanyue Palace's Industrial Works Office. It contains the "Induction Sutra". In addition, I also found this -"

"Is this a list for purchasing sand, stone, and timber? What is Zhou Boli doing with this?"

"The daily maintenance of the palace is handled by the palace's chief steward. For him to personally oversee the repair of a house must be of exceptional importance."

The bearded man immediately thought of the various rumors about Destiny Girl and said with certainty, "There must be a secret. Boss, what should we do?"

"If this matter is related to Princess Ning'an, Zhou Boli will definitely drive out of the mansion in the near future. We must send someone to keep a close eye on Zhou Boli's movements in the near future. Although we are few in number, we are operating in the dark. Once we find the location of this mansion, we will act immediately. We want Princess Ning'an's life, and we must not let go of anything hidden in this mansion. We must bring it back to the Qin Dynasty!"

"Yes, Boss!" The bearded man said solemnly, "Boss, why don't you not go back? The current situation is very unfavorable for you."

The masked woman slowly shook her head. "Don't worry, as long as Zhou Boli doesn't have solid evidence to prove that Princess Ning'an's disappearance is related to us. Even if my impersonation of Ning'an is exposed, the most I will do is be expelled from the palace. It's better to collect more useful information while I'm still in the palace. You must be careful when you are out there!"

Somewhere in a dark and damp dungeon, a dim oil lamp hung on the steel railings on both sides.

There was a huge space at the end of the cell. A red-hot iron rod was placed on the charcoal stove, and all kinds of creepy torture instruments were placed on the walls and the floor.

On the wooden rack directly behind him, there was a human-shaped figure tied up, covered in blood.

Liuzi followed his master to stand in front of the person, and without changing his expression, he ordered the guard to "sprinkle water on her to wake her up."

A basin of cold water was poured over his head. The man on the shelf slowly opened his eyes, his eyes bloodshot. "Zhou Boli, you will not die well!"

Zhou Boli didn't care. "Should I call you Miss Lu, or should I follow the custom of your secret guard organization and call you 'Qian'? You only obey Qin Yong's orders, and you must have done a lot of shameful things for him over the years. Let me guess. First, with the downfall of Prime Minister Li, Lu Dan's family also died on the way home. Hmm, maybe the young master of the Lin family is still in the capital, and General Lin has retired from the army."

Qian lowered his eyelids to hide the horror in his eyes and sneered, "Prince Zhou must have read too many storybooks. I was just greedy for the glory and wealth of the Nanyue Palace, and in a moment of confusion, I did such a wrong thing. I didn't expect that Prince Zhou, who is known for his love for the people, would secretly set up a prison, torture and extract confessions, and indiscriminately harm innocent people."

"So what?" A trace of anger flashed across the man's face. "You should be thankful that old man Qin Yong died at the right time, otherwise I would have made him taste the bitterness of an eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth. If it weren't for Ning An's sake, I would have countless ways to make Qin Mao suffer."

"How dare you address the late emperor by his name?" Qian's eyes widened in disbelief. "You're courting death!"

"I feel sorry for you," Zhou Boli said sarcastically, "The one who died couldn't see your loyalty, and even the one now won't be able to see it in the future." Qin Yong had calculated everything, but he had overlooked the fact that the Destiny Girl herself was a variable in this world and was unpredictable.

Qian was almost collapsed. "Shut up! I won't say a word!"

Zhou Boli shook his head. "It doesn't matter whether you tell me or not. In two days, the Crown Prince will send you to the underworld to reunite."

"What are you going to do?!" Qian's eyes were filled with fear and he was completely panicked.

"Shh!" Zhou Boli made a silent gesture, his eyes sinister. "Guess?"

Qin Yong often spoke of benevolence and morality, but when it came to the interests of the Qin Dynasty's royal family, his methods were ruthless and unforgiving. Qin Xin probably never knew his plans until his death, as others knew them all.

Inside Muyang Residence, Jiang Nu placed the copied scriptures on the desk as instructed by the Crown Prince. Hui Hui, who had been lying at her feet, saw her stand up and followed her closely.

"Have you finished copying everything?" Zhou Boli flipped through the papers on the table and waved to Liuzi.

Liuzi came in from outside carrying a bamboo basket covered with a piece of cloth.

"Jun..." As soon as the words came out, Liuzi realized something was wrong and said abruptly, "Master, I brought the things."

"Ms. Jiang, this basket of potatoes is for you."

Jiang Nu was puzzled and asked, "Why would a servant like me need potatoes?"

The prince smiled after the case and said, "You can do whatever you want. In three days, give me an article about your opinion on potatoes."

Picking up the bamboo basket, Jiang Nu returned to the backyard with a confused look on her face.

Potatoes? Thoughts? What thoughts could she have about potatoes?