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

Liuzi brought over a bunch of things and put them on the table.

Jiang Nu took a closer look and couldn't help but gasp. What a pile of blades of different lengths and colors.

"Brother Liuzi, what are you doing?"

Liuzi wiped the sweat off his face and said, "Miss Jiang, you don't have to be polite. Just call me Liuzi. The master said these are for you too."

Give it to me? Doubtfully, Jiang Nu picked up a black sword and measured it against the potato.

Unexpectedly, I saw three faces with expressions that were hard to describe.

Cai He twitched the corner of her mouth and said, "Girl, potatoes——"

Liuzi interrupted quickly, with a mixture of surprise, confidence, and affectation. "Miss Jiang, judging by the way you're moving, you must have used a sword before, right?"

Jiang Nu felt guilty. "I'm not sure either. I just feel like this is how a sword should be used."

After she caught the thief last night, she realized something was wrong. It seemed that she knew some martial arts skills.

Judging from this, Jiang Nu rolled her eyes upwards and tried to form her words. She was most likely a concubine's daughter, strong and hungry, skilled in some martial arts, disliked by her family and often punished to copy scriptures, but with good relationships?

Oh my god, how can she live such an abstract life!

Dashou pulled her up and said, "Sister, do you want to try it?"

Jiang Nu stood in the open space at the door, sword in hand. She tentatively swung the sword twice, but found that she had no clue. As she hesitated, a gust of wind broke through the air, and Jiang Nu subconsciously raised her sword to meet it.

The yellow object instantly broke into two halves and fell to the ground.

Ah, it’s my potato! Before Jiang Nu could regret it, the next one flew over.

Flipping and moving, blocking and chopping vertically, the girl once again shines in the sunlight of another world.

As the potatoes in mid-air fell, Jiang Nu's movements became more and more skillful, until there were no more potatoes attacking her, and she was able to successfully perform a set of swordsmanship.

"Pa pa pa" applause broke out in the yard.

Sister Caihe gave her a thumbs up and said with a smile, "Ms. Jiang is awesome!"

Jiang Nu blushed, "It's not that good, hahaha."

After picking up the potatoes scattered on the ground, she said, "Sister Caihe, it would be a shame to throw these potatoes away. Can I send them to the main kitchen?"

Cai He smiled and nodded, then said cautiously, "Of course, but I'm afraid the people in the kitchen won't be able to cook it if you send it to them. Jiang Nu - do you know how to cook potatoes?"

"I know. You can cut it into pieces or shred it and stew it with the chicken..." Several familiar scenes flashed through her mind, and Jiang Nv frowned slightly. "Just stew it together."

Caihe and Liuzi looked at each other, and Liuzi nodded slightly.

Liuzi hesitated, "Master, the princess's memory has gradually recovered. Not only has she remembered the sword techniques she used to use, she has also remembered how to cook potatoes. Would you like to invite Taoist Qingxu to come to your house?"

Zhou Boli shook his head. "No need. Taoist Qingxu disguised himself as a village doctor and took her pulse outside the mansion. Now we can only wait for the blood clots in the back of her brain to dissolve on their own. The only thing we can do now is to guide her carefully. If we rashly and forcefully stimulate and awaken her memory, we will only hurt her."

Rather than becoming mentally retarded or even unconscious, it would be better to let her be happy like this every day, without having to think about anything or do anything.

Jiang Nu carried the basket and walked out of Muyangju towards the kitchen.

As it was getting close to evening, he passed many maids, both big and small, going to the kitchen. Each one of them would secretly glance at him as they passed by, their eyes mostly filled with confusion and doubt.

After handing the basket to the kitchen steward, Jiang Nv walked around the kitchen, but couldn't find the person she was looking for. She had no choice but to grab a passing aunt and ask, "Hello, aunt, do you know where the Wuzhong man is?"

Unexpectedly, the blue-clothed aunt in front of her glanced at her, her expression suddenly darkened, and she rudely pulled her hand away. "Who did I think it was? It turned out to be the new black girl from Muyangju. If my daughter grew up to be like this, I would never dare let her go out and think about other things. Go away, don't get in the way!"

Jiang Nu was insulted by someone with a lot of sarcasm, but after thinking it over, she decided to swallow her anger and turned away, intending to ask someone else about it.

Unexpectedly, the woman who had been rude just now suddenly changed her expression to a good one and waved at him with a smile.

"Miss Jiangnu, I know where the Wuzhong people are. I'll take you there."

Jiang Nu rolled her eyes at her and said, "Don't bother. I can ask someone else and the answer will be the same."

The woman in blue was clearly irritated by her; her expression darkened and she spat fiercely. "One day's climb brings another day's fall. Next year, when the Crown Prince and the Princess marry, I'll see how long you can hold on to your pride."

Jiang Nu said expressionlessly, "Oh, it's none of your business."

The woman in blue was so angry that she rolled her eyes. "You, you——"

Jiang Nu smiled and said, "Don't be angry, Auntie. I know I'm not good-looking, but I was born with good fortune and I am favored by my masters."

Finally, the woman could no longer bear it and started to cry and curse, beating her chest. The commotion here was so loud that it attracted the attention of many people. When the steward came over, Jiang Nu had already run away.

No wonder the blue-clothed woman was so hostile to him. Her daughter was the second girl who had been sent to Muyang Residence with him. She blamed him for blocking her family's path to wealth and not being able to climb the high branch of the prince.

In the evening, Jiang Nu asked, "Sister Caihe, where is Erniu who came into the mansion with me?"

Cai He said calmly, "Er Niu was kicked out by Liu Zi a long time ago because she made a mistake."

Jiang Nu was thoughtful after hearing this. "Then you can't blame others."

"What's wrong? Did you see her today?"

Ms. Jiang briefly recounted what happened in the kitchen today.

Cai He wasn't surprised. "The Crown Prince is the future ruler of South Vietnam. Being related to him means endless wealth and glory in the next life, and even the opportunity for her brothers to become officials. I imagine her family must have secretly managed a lot of relationships and spent a lot of money to get this opportunity, but in the end, it was all in vain, not even getting the status of a maid. It's understandable that her mother is furious."

Jiang Nu was puzzled. "Sister Caihe, is it so difficult to enter Muyangju? But the people in Wuzhong clearly told me that there were not enough maids, so they asked me to come over to make up the number."

If Erniu's mother knew that she was a maid and was there to make up the numbers, I wonder if she would be so angry that she would collapse.

Sister Caihe's voice rang out again in the darkness, "Maybe the person we originally agreed on can't come. After all, everyone is eyeing the position next to the prince."

Leaving her master some space to imagine freely, Caihe turned over.

Jiang Nu lived up to her expectations. That night, her mind was filled with beautiful women wearing all kinds of clothes. They were pulling each other's hair wildly in order to compete for the man's favor.

In the end, Zhen Huan punched Ulala and kicked Big Fat Orange, becoming the biggest winner.

Jiang Nu climbed out of bed dizzy and dazed. Even though she had the ability of Concubine Xi, she did not have the golden assistants like Wen Dian Gong and the civet cat.

Brother Liuzi is at most Eunuch Su.

Early in the morning, the prince and the sixth prince sneezed at the same time.