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

After several days of lurking in the dark, the men finally saw an unfamiliar carriage exit the palace's side gate. Although the occupant of the carriage had been disguised, with new clothes and a headscarf common among the South Vietnamese, a closer look revealed the driver to be the Crown Prince's servant, Liuzi.

The wind blew up a corner of the curtain, revealing the face of the person sitting inside. The bearded man immediately recognized her as Cai He, the maidservant of Princess Ning'an.

Another carriage drove out from the side door, and the person sitting inside should be Prince Zhou.

The two carriages kept a distance between them, one in front and the other behind. After several twists and turns, they finally stopped at the gate of a very secluded villa around noon.

A maid named Caihe supported a woman in Taoist robes and walked into the courtyard with her back to the crowd. Prince Zhou was alone, and the heavy black lacquered tung oil door was closed heavily.

At the end of the Xu hour, the bearded man who had climbed over the wall carefully opened the door and called the boss and his brothers in. During this process, the small building behind him remained silent, as if everyone inside was already fast asleep.

The bearded man's eyes were bloodthirsty, and he could not wait to draw the long knife from his waist. "Boss, let me go in and take a look."

The masked woman nodded and said, "Be careful."

Using a dagger to pry open the door, the bearded man concentrated his mind and approached the bedroom on the east side step by step. The bedding on the bed was slightly raised and it was obvious that there was someone inside!

Suddenly, the surroundings became bright, and the door behind him slammed shut. He could hear the screams of his brothers, and the light stung his eyes. The bearded man was horrified and raised his long sword to slash around.

By the time he could see clearly what was happening inside, he was surrounded by a group of armored soldiers. The bearded man looked pale and withered, slumped to the ground.

The door opened again, and the courtyard, which had been tidy and peaceful just now, was filled with the bodies of brothers who had been shot as targets, with their intestines pierced and their eyes open.

The bearded man's eyes were red with anger. "Zhou Boli, you bastard!"

Zhou Boli clapped his hands, and the masked woman stood silently behind him.

The bearded man was extremely desperate. "Boss, it's you! Why did you do this! Why, ah - you traitor, I will kill you!!!"

Zhou Boli said coldly, "Take him away."

Liuzi led his men to count the bodies. "Master, including the one in prison, there are exactly eighteen."

Zhou Boli nodded and said, "Well done."

Jiang Nu, who stayed alone in Muyangju, closed her eyes and counted her small treasury: one tael, two taels, one tael, two taels——

Hearing the noise coming from the front, Jiang Nu put on her clothes and got out of bed.

"Miss Jiang." Liuzi smiled. "But you are here to see the prince. The prince is in the room. Please go in quickly."

Jiang Nu walked into the house in a daze. The prince was sitting under the south window with his head down, not knowing what he was doing.

Jiang Nu walked over and said, "Prince."

The prince was dressed in casual clothes, his black hair tied back loosely, his eyebrows were sharp, his eyes were sharp, but his smile was particularly gentle. "You are here. Are you used to living in the mansion recently? If there is anything you need, just tell Liuzi."

Jiang Nu lifted her legs and went to the kang, looking hesitant. "Prince, I remembered a lot of things tonight." Jiang Nu said while carefully observing the prince's face.

Zhou Boli put down the list in his hand and looked back calmly. "Oh, what did you remember?"

Jiang Nu lowered her eyes shyly, and began to list the things one by one while counting on her fingers, "A man who looked very similar to you gave me money, taught me how to run a shop, talked to me under the moon, ate with me, and also gave me a little golden donkey, clothes, and jewelry--" She must have had a close relationship with the prince in the past.

Zhou Boli's eyes were gentle. "Have you ever thought about your own identity?"

Jiang Nu was confused. "My identity? I—hiss!" The back of her head began to throb with pain again.

The body was embraced in a warm embrace, and the big hands slowly stroked the hair behind the head. The prince's voice came from above the head, "Don't be afraid, don't be anxious, take your time, listen to me, your name is Lu Yun, and you are the Ning'an Princess of the Qin Dynasty."

The calm thoughts began to churn again. “I am Lu Yun, I am Lu Yun, Princess Ning’an, I am Princess Ning’an—” The pain at the back of my head grew stronger, my head felt dizzy, I couldn’t see or hear clearly, as if I were soaked in the river—

"Ah." The girl on the bed suddenly opened her eyes, sat up straight, and gasped like a drowning person.

"Master!" "Sister!"

The two looked at Lu Yun's face anxiously. Lu Yun showed a weak smile and said, "I'm fine. I remember everything."

Cai He wiped her tears while smiling, "Okay, the master is finally okay."

Dashou hugged his sister gently, his eyes slightly red, "Sister."

Lu Yun felt extremely guilty and patted her back gently.

She not only remembered the past, but also everything that had happened recently. Her eyes fell on the door, where there was a long shadow.

There were still some things she needed to figure out.

Although she had refused at first, Lu Yun couldn't help but feel angry when she thought that he was the prince of Nanyue.

"What should I call you now, Mr. Zhou or His Royal Highness?"

Zhou Boli withdrew his gaze, and with his jade-like fingers, he lifted the teacup and placed it beside her. "It depends on what the princess wishes."

Lu Yun's anger disappeared, and she glared at the man, "Mr. Zhou is so eloquent and intelligent, and so annoying!" In fact, if you think about it carefully, Zhou Boli's past behavior is not without trace, and he can't be blamed entirely.

Lu Yun's expression was complicated. "Mr. Zhou, my falling off the bridge shouldn't be an accident."

Zhou Boli sighed, "Does the princess want to hear it?"

Lu Yun held her chin with her hand, a trace of loneliness flashing across her brow. "Master Zhou, have you always thought that everything I do is to protect the Qin Dynasty?"

Zhou Boli carefully traced her eyebrows and eyes. "It seems I have been wrong all along."

"With this concern in mind, it is only natural that Mr. Zhou chose to remain anonymous when interacting with me. Rice seeds and potatoes must be spread, whether it is the Qin Dynasty or South Vietnam, it is the same to me." As a modern person who once had a new era worldview and national view, Lu Yun never cared about these things.

Little did they know that those who heard her words were shocked beyond words.

Zhou Boli's eyes were deep and his voice was low. "Ning An."

Lu Yun smiled and said, "Zhou Boli, I can help you, but you have to agree to one condition of mine, and sign a written agreement."

After a moment, Lu Yun contentedly put the paper with the prince's seal into her arms.

"You fell into the water—"

"I know it was done by Emperor Longqing. You took advantage of his illness to send troops to threaten him, but he turned the tables on you." Lu Yun deliberately said it lightly. She just happened to be unlucky enough to become a tool in the game between the two men.

"Don't you hate him?"

"As Mr. Zhou said, should I hate you?" Lu Yun said half-jokingly and half-seriously.

Zhou Boli's voice was hoarse. "I didn't mean to put you in a disadvantageous position. As the Crown Prince of Nanyue, I had no other choice."

"So, I don't blame anyone." Lu Yun's face was hot, and she muttered softly, "I can't blame you, so naturally I can't blame others." Everyone in this world has his or her own stance. Small people can point at others' noses and curse to vent their anger, but it's not that simple between big people.

Was her idea a bit too sanctimonious? Lu Yun secretly scratched her head.

Zhou Boli's pupils shrank slightly. "Aren't you afraid that I've been using you from the beginning to the end?"

Lu Yun didn't feel sad after hearing this, but rather excited. She asked enthusiastically, "Zhou Boli, can you?"

Zhou Boli was speechless.

Lu Yun laughed happily.