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

Lu Yun smiled and said, "It's really unmanly of him to ask his sister to apologize for his own mistakes. As long as he apologizes to me in person, I'll let it go. Also, since he's younger than me, I'll pay for the damaged dishes and table."

Jiao Ying's face flushed red. It turned out that A-di was deliberately trying to stir up trouble, which was why he suddenly went crazy and threw things around. Thinking of the scene he had just witnessed, he felt a surge of fear. If something fell and hit someone, it would be a disaster.

So he urged quietly, "Brother, apologize to them quickly."

Kadomatsu's eyes were red, and he sullenly clasped his fists and said, "I'm sorry, I apologize to you."

Lu Yun stopped when she saw that things were going well, and her tone became much gentler. "And little brother, don't waste food. The snacks you throw away are what many people want but can't get."

Jiao Song was stunned. After everyone left, he looked at the snack crumbs scattered on the ground. They were just some worthless snacks. He could have as many as he wanted.

In the private room, Cai He handed over a purse, and the troupe owner had to accept it after repeated refusals. Lu Yun stopped the troupe owner Bai who was about to leave and said, "Master Bai, there is also a troupe owner named Bai in the West Garden of Jingdu. Have you seen him?"

As he was leaving, Banzhu Bai paused and said carefully, "My Lady Princess, I do have a brother named Bai, but I don't know what he does specifically."

Lu Yun said "Oh" meaningfully, you don't look like you don't know.

The troupe owner fled in panic.

Dashou was puzzled. "Sister, can a plate really get stuck into the table if it falls from the second floor?"

Lu Yun winked at her and said, "Of course not. I secretly used some strength." But if he really fell from the second floor, he would definitely hurt someone. Throwing objects from high places is not advisable.

The boss downstairs brought people to carry the table with the plate stuck in it to the backyard. A group of people tried to pull it out for a long time but failed. In the end, they had no choice but to smash the plate.

A singing voice came from the stage downstairs. Lu Yun listened for a long time but couldn't make out what it was, so she just listened with great interest.

The song was finished, winning the whole room's applause. Sachets, handkerchiefs, and hairpins rained down on the stage.

Lu Yun then threw two small purses down. The people on the stage picked up the purses that fell at their feet and turned around to see a familiar figure.

Holding the purse in her hand, Bai Fengjiao returned to the backstage and began looking for someone. "Xiaolou! Xiaolou!"

A man in a linen shirt slowly emerged from the shadows. As I got closer, I could see a nearly two-inch scar on his left cheek, resembling a pink fleshworm. "Sister."

Bai Fengjiao's eyes turned red. "Xiaolou, I saw her."

The glimmer of light in the man's eyes suddenly died down. He slowly shook his head and said, "No need, sister. I'm useless in this state. I don't want to scare her."

Bai Fengjiao held onto his arm tightly and pleaded in a low voice, "Let's give it a try. She's not that kind of person. Besides, she was the one who promised us that she would not stand by and watch someone die."

The man's eyes were red. "Sister, please let me go. I don't want to see anyone else in this state, let alone the princess."

Bai Fengjiao loosened her hand and gritted her teeth, "Okay, if you don't go find her, she promised, I'll go find her!"

"Sister!" Bai Xiaolou chased forward a few steps, and when he touched the tasseled door curtain that he had touched countless times, he retracted his hand like lightning and slowly sat back down beside the boxes stacked in the corner.

Lu Yun stood up and looked at the person kneeling on the ground, and the name came out of her mouth. "Bai Fengjiao?"

Caihe got up and closed the door to block out the prying eyes.

The oil paint on her face was washed out by tears, leaving several vertical lines. Bai Fengjiao looked sad. "I greet you, princess. I wonder if you still remember our original agreement."

Lu Yun had already guessed something by looking at his expression, and sighed inwardly, "Get up first and talk slowly."

"After the princess fell into the water, Xiaolou and I left the group and came to Dali City, intending to pawn the ring for some silver to start a small business. The eighty taels of silver we pawned were barely enough to buy a small house in Dali City. Unexpectedly, a group of people appeared on the way and accused Xiaolou and I of stealing their master's ring. Without saying a word, they attacked and robbed me of all my money. The leader, seeing my beauty, became malicious."

Speaking of the past, Bai Fengjiao wanted to eat him alive, her eyes filled with hatred. "Xiaolou tried her best to stop them, shouting for help. When that person saw that his plan failed, he pulled out a dagger and stabbed it towards my face. Xiaolou blocked the knife for me."

Bai Fengjiao burst into tears. "I was penniless, and Xiaolou was injured again. Afraid that the gang would come looking for me again, I hid Xiaolou in a dilapidated house at night, and painted my face black and begged on the street during the day. I finally managed to scrape together enough money to hire a doctor to treat Xiaolou. Later, I met the owner of the Bai Opera Troupe, and he saved me and Xiaolou. Now our lives are better. But Xiaolou's face was damaged and he can no longer sing opera."

Cai He pressed the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief and said, "Master, they are so pitiful."

"Didn't you report it to the police?" Dashou frowned in confusion.

Bai Fengjiao said bitterly, "I reported it to the authorities a long time ago, but there was no news. Later I found out that the pawnshop I went to that day belonged to the Gong family. The Gong family is very powerful, and every year the government office receives reports from outsiders who were defrauded by their pawnshop. The government office shirked the responsibility because there were too many cases, so after a while, there was no news."

"You want me to help you?" Lu Yun looked at Bai Fengjiao, her voice exceptionally calm. "What do you want?"

Bai Fengjiao knelt forward a few steps, tears streaming down her face like beads from a broken string. "Princess, I don't want to use you to punish the palace family. I just want you to find a way for Xiaolou to survive. Ever since his face was disfigured, I can no longer see any joy in life in his eyes. My heart is as dead as ashes, and my body is as withered as a tree."

Lu Yun bent down and helped her up from the ground. "I promise you, you will take me to see him first."

In the backyard, Lu Yun looked at the young man sitting in the corner, his head almost hanging down to his chest. How could she not be moved? The once handsome and bright boy had become this withered and worn-out appearance in just a few months.

Wearing a linen shirt, he sat silently beside a pile of old wooden boxes with mottled paint, and the whole body was shrouded in a dead and decayed air.

Lu Yun shouted in a deep voice, "Bai Xiaolou, raise your head!"

The young man muttered, "My face is unclean, and I am afraid it will offend your eyes."

Lu Yun snorted, "This princess has seen all sorts of things. Does disfiguring yourself turn you into a man-eating monster? Raise your head! Don't make me say it again! Otherwise, you'll spend the rest of your life guarding this pile of tattered wooden boxes."

The young man trembled, his eyes fixed on the ground, but he finally raised his head slowly.

Seeing the scars on his face, Lu Yun slammed the box and said, "Look at me!"

The young man subconsciously looked up and saw that the girl in red was as bright and beautiful as before, including her clear and elegant eyes. There was not a trace of disgust or aversion in her eyes, which was exactly the same as the way she looked at him before.

Bai Xiaolou murmured, "Isn't the princess afraid or disgusted?"

"Why do you hate me?" Lu Yun's eyes turned cold. "So in your eyes, I am just that kind of person, someone who only looks at people's faces?"

"Princess, please forgive me. That's not what I meant." Bai Xiaolou was flustered and was about to kneel down.

Lu Yun stopped him and said in a businesslike manner, "I'm short of people right now. It's no problem for you to work for me to make a living, but I have to sign a contract to sell yourself. Are you willing?"

Bai Xiaolou's throat was sore, tears welled up in the corners of his eyes, and he knelt down and kowtowed, "Xiaolou is willing!"