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

It was almost noon, so Lu Yun found a campsite nearby and built a fire to cook.

Cai He put the food she brought on the fire to heat it up one by one, and Manager Bai helped her.

Lu Yun walked to the riverbank, sat on a big rock on the shore, and quietly admired the scenery in the distance.

"Princess." Lord Zhang, in his blue robe, sat two steps away and spoke clearly, "These mountains are called Jade Belt Mountains. There is a legend about them in South Vietnam."

Lu Yun's curiosity was piqued. "What rumors?"

The man, whose face was as bright as the moon, sighed softly, "Rumor has it that the descendants of the Tang Dynasty fled the war and lived in seclusion in South Vietnam. Their final destination was here."

Lu Yun listened quietly.

“What the world doesn’t know is that there was another tribe that fled here with the descendants of the Tang Dynasty.”

"After Tang Ren died, this tribe became the gravekeepers of these 100,000 mountains, guarding them day after day, year after year, for over a hundred years."

"In order to survive, the clan leader split the tribe into two groups. One group went to the Central Plains, and the other group stayed in the ancestral land."

The young man's next words were like a thunderbolt rising from the ground. "My Lady Princess, I have some knowledge of divination."

Lu Yun's pupils constricted, and she stood up straight abruptly. "Master Zhang!"

Although she was a girl of coming-of-age, she exuded a murderous aura that was totally inconsistent with her age, and her eyes were icy and chilling.

"I'm sorry." Zhang Yun bowed his head and saluted.

Lu Yun turned and left without saying a word.

"Master?" Caihe put down the porcelain bowl in her hand, with a hint of worry in her voice.

Lu Yun cried out "Ouch!" and hugged her belly. "Caihe, my stomach hurts. Maybe I ate something bad this morning."

Cai He was anxious. "What should I do? There's no doctor in this remote place."

Bai Xiaolou observed Master Zhang, who was still standing on the riverbank, and suggested, "Miss Caihe, why don't you accompany the master back first? Leave the afternoon's affairs to me."

"This is the only way." Caihe nodded hurriedly and helped Lu Yun walk back.

Cai He didn't let go of her hand until they were back in the car. "Master, shall we go back home now?"

Lu Yun lifted the car curtain and looked at the lush green mountains in the distance. Her tense nerves gradually relaxed, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. "Caihe, how about going out with me for a few days?"

Gong Jinjin was wearing a light red gown, her black hair was tied into an intricate bun, dotted with blood-red gems, and she was circling among the crowd with a sweet smile, like a light and fluttering butterfly.

Wherever she went, she aroused bursts of laughter. The familiar young ladies greeted her warmly, and the ladies who had long-standing contacts with the Gong family could not help but praise Mrs. Hui.

Gong Jinjin walked into the hall and bowed to the distinguished guest at the top of the table. "Jinjin greets the princess, may the princess live long and happy."

Princess Gao only took a glance at her and raised her hand to let her get up, and continued to talk to several familiar ladies around her.

Gong Jinjin's smile froze slightly, and she stood up and walked to her mother.

While the princess was talking to the ladies, Madam Hui turned her head and whispered, "Jinjin, the Jiao brothers have been talking about you for several days."

Gong Jinjin stood up obediently and said, "Mother, I'm going to talk to them."

Mrs. Hui smiled and looked at the people around her, "My little girl is naughty. She can't sit still when she hears her friend's name. Let her be."

Jiaoying and her familiar sisters sat in the small pavilion in the garden, watching their brothers arm wrestling in the open space in the garden.

When Gong Jinjin and Yue Qiao arrived, Jiaosong and Luo Jiang, the third son of the Luo family, were lying on the ground with their buttocks sticking out, their hands tightly clasped together. Both of them had flushed faces and looked like they were using all their strength.

"Come on, come on!" People nearby kept cheering.

Luo Zhi, the second daughter of the Luo family, was the first to see the person standing at the garden gate. She immediately stood up and waved at her, "Jinjin! We are here!"

When Jiaosong saw his long-cherished sister Jinjin, his inner strength exploded and he won the arm wrestling competition with an overwhelming advantage.

Luo Jiang hugged his arm unconvinced and said, "Brother Song, compete with me again. I will definitely beat you this time."

Jiao Song impatiently pulled him up and said, "What are you comparing? Didn't you see that everyone is here?"

Luo Jiang didn't care. "I don't care. I want to compete. Brother Song, compete with me again."

"Go, go, go find someone else to compete with." After saying that, she shook the pigtail on her head and strode towards the pavilion. "Sister Jinjin."

Gong Jinjin was surrounded by people and sat in the middle. Miss Luo looked at the ruby headpiece on her head with envy. "Jinjin, are these all jewelry from the Central Plains? They are so beautiful."

A hint of pride flashed across Gong Jinjin's eyes. She casually pulled out the ruby-studded hairpin from her head and handed it to Luo Er. "This was given to me by my grandmother. Mother said it was from Xiefang Pavilion in Kyoto. But I think the ruby on it isn't as good as the one from Nanyue."

Luo Er couldn't let go of it and touched it again and again, then reluctantly gave it back. "Jinjin, have you seen the princess? I wonder what kind of jewelry the princess wears?"

Jiao Ying thought back to the time she had met the Princess, and realized she only remembered her appearance, but had completely forgotten the jewelry she was wearing. Comparing them secretly, Jiao Ying instinctively felt that the Princess looked better in red.

"The Princess is of noble status, so I can't just see her whenever I want." Gong Jinjin's smile faded a little, and she lowered her eyes to stare at the teacup in her hand. "I've been staying at my grandmother's house for over a month, and every young lady from the Central Plains I've met has been polite and courteous. On the surface—that's all. Why bring this up? We've finally gotten together, so let's talk about something happy."

Yue Qiao interrupted, "My young lady sent someone to deliver a letter to the noble man, but she was rejected right after she delivered it. She was very sad for a long time."

"Yue Qiao!" Gong Jinjin scolded in a delicate voice, "What nonsense! It was my fault for being abrupt. How can I blame others?"

"Humph, no matter how noble you are, you can surpass the Princess. The Princess is here too." Luo Er was indignant. "It seems that you really look down on us South Vietnamese people."

Seeing that everyone had indignant expressions on their faces, Jiao Ying thought of the princess she had met. She frowned slightly and was about to speak to defend her when she heard her brother's voice coming from not far ahead.

"I've seen her."

Jiao Song was very proud to see that he had become the focus of the crowd, and immediately exaggerated the story of how he was punished by the princess to kneel and came to apologize.

"I didn't touch her or hurt her, and I apologized to her face to face. But she still refused to give up and insisted on complaining to my family, which resulted in my father forcing me to kneel down. The next day, my father personally took me to the palace to apologize to her, and the matter was finally over."

"Scared, is he such a rude and unreasonable person?"

"Then we should stay away from her in the future, so as not to offend her accidentally."

"Yes, I really don't know what His Royal Highness wants from her."

"I heard from my grandfather that the Crown Prince used to travel frequently between the Central Plains and South Vietnam. Perhaps the princess seduced him first."

"If that's true, then you have no shame at all. How dare you look down on us South Vietnam!"

The surrounding discussions became increasingly unbearable. Jiao Ying's brows furrowed tighter and tighter, and she finally couldn't help but speak in defense of the princess, "Brother, you're not right."

As soon as these words came out, the surrounding area suddenly became quiet.