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

"Of course it's me," Lu Yun said with a smile. She quickly grabbed Gong Jinjin's neck and lifted her into the air. No matter how she struggled, she remained motionless. "You are very capable. If I want to kill someone, I don't need to use words to deceive her or use someone else's knife to kill her. In the end, I just watch the fire from the other side."

"If you want to kill, you can kill."

The voice was clearly normal, but it made everyone present's hair stand on end. Only one person looked at the woman almost obsessively.

"Hah, oh, help!" The woman who was lifted into the air let out a desperate cry of dying.

Lu Yun let go of her hand, and the woman in red lay on the ground like a rag, coughing loudly. Her eyes, red from lack of oxygen, were filled with undisguised malice.

Luo Er was frightened and crawled back a few steps.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, you look really scary." Lu Yun shook her head. "I don't even know you, how could you be so hostile to me, repeatedly instigating others to attack me? You've been so obsessed with Luo Er that you've lost your way and think everyone is Luo Er."

"You!" Gong Jinjin was so angry that blood oozed from the corners of her mouth. "You're talking nonsense!"

Lu Yun didn't even glance at him. It was getting late and she still hadn't found her chick.

A whip hit the ground, and leaves flew everywhere. Lu Yun said with a fierce and ferocious voice, "Robbery! Take out the silver from you guys!"

After confiscating all their belongings, Lu Yun held up a pink purse embroidered with mandarin ducks playing in the water and shook it under the nose of the bent man in white. "Your mistress's mistress gave it to him. Smell it. Does it smell good?"

The white-robed man's face turned pale. "Ugh—"

Completely unaware of the heartbreaking nature of her actions, Lu Yun used a whip to string the colorful purses together and put them on her back, waving to the child behind her, "Jiao Song, come here."

Jiao Song came running over, his eyes sparkling, "My Lady Princess."

Lu Yun smiled and pointed at the water fry on his back. "Horn Song, would you sell these to me?"

Before Jiao Song could answer, a miserable cry came from behind him, "Your Highness, you have to make the decision for us."

Gong Jinjin stumbled over to the man and knelt down. Before she said a word, two lines of tears were already streaming down her cheeks. The red fingerprints around her fair neck were particularly creepy.

"Your Highness, the princess took advantage of her power to bully others. She insulted us with words and even resorted to violence." Gong Jinjin raised her head and showed her breasts to the man.

The man glanced down at her condescendingly, then strode away.

Gong Jinjin couldn't believe it, her pretty face twisted slightly, and she watched the man leave unwillingly.

Luo Er opened his mouth slightly as if he wanted to say something, but finally chose to keep silent and look down at the ground.

Luo Yun knelt on the ground and couldn't help rubbing his fingers, his eyes unconsciously following the pair of black official boots.

Zhou Boli looked at the person standing in the sunlight, and the anxiety that had been weighing on his heart for many days disappeared. "Ayun."

Lu Yun stuffed the silver into Jiao Song's pocket, picked up Shui Zhi and raised an eyebrow. "Your Highness, how did you find me?"

Liuzi lowered his eyes in guilt, and subconsciously hid the big yellow dog behind him. The big yellow dog whimpered.

Zhou Boli remained calm and said, "Ayun, mushrooms won't be fresh if they're kept for too long."

Liuzi smiled and took Shui Zhi, lowering his voice, "My Lady Princess, the master didn't sleep a wink last night because he was on the road."

Lu Yun glanced at the man, her eyes dark and revealing a hint of imperceptible fatigue. "Well, let's go back then." After a pause, she continued, "Your Highness, the mountain road is difficult to walk on. If you are too tired, why not lie on my back and I will carry you down."

Horn pine, star eyes, star eyes.

Zhou Boli: “——”

Others looked at their noses and pretended they heard nothing.

After walking a few steps, Lu Yun frowned and turned back, "Jiao Song, are you willing to leave with me?"

Jiao Song was slightly startled when he heard this, and looked quite hesitant. "My Lady Princess, I——"

Luo Jiang was unhappy and shouted, "You bad guy, cousin Song, if you leave with her, I will never play with you again."

Jiaosong was in a very difficult situation. He had a deep brotherly relationship with his third cousin. Would it be unfair for him to just leave like that?

Gong Jinjin looked pitiful and said, "Your Highness, can you take us away with you? All our belongings have been taken away, and we are penniless now."

The last sentence is particularly pitiful.

Jiao Song mustered up his courage and said, "My Lady Princess, could you lend me some silver? I'll pay you back when I get back."

Lu Yun deliberately shook the purse on her waist. "Which one do you like?"

Jiao Song took one of them and handed it to Luo Jiang. "Third cousin, I'm leaving first. You and your eldest cousin should go back soon. I'll come back to play with you."

Luo Jiang took the purse with an awkward expression.

Gong Jinjin stood up and chased after him. Luo Er looked gloomy and said, "Brother, I want to go home."

Luo Yun remained silent for a moment, silently watching the direction the Crown Prince left, his expression filled with indescribable melancholy. Wang Zheng stood up and tried to help him up, but someone dodged him.

Luo Yun expressionlessly ripped off the red string on his wrist and threw it to the ground. "Wang Zheng, you're so disgusting, you're like a mandarin duck playing in the water."

Wang Zheng's expression remained calm, even fearless. "Sir, I am indeed despicable, but you may not be willing to let me go."

Luo Yun looked down at the red rope on the ground, raised his foot and stepped on it fiercely. "I wish to find a loyal person, and we will be together till we grow old together, haha."

Luo Er whispered, "Jinjin is back."

Gong Jinjin looked even more disheveled than before, even the hem of her clothes was scratched in several places, and her hairpins and rings were scattered. "Zhizhi, don't believe her."

Luo Er avoided her gaze and said, "Jinjin, we should go back."

Luo Yun sneered, "Miss Gong, you were lying before, right?"

Gong Jinjin's beautiful eyes were filled with tears. "Why won't you believe me, Brother Luo? Are you afraid that I'll tell everyone about your relationship with you? I, Gong Jinjin, swear here that I won't reveal a single word. If I break this oath, I will be struck by lightning."

"Gong Jinjin, you make me hate women even more." Luo Yun's eyes were filled with disgust, and his words were even more ruthless. "People like you are not even worthy of carrying his shoes!"

Gong Jinjin stopped pretending when she heard that and glanced sarcastically at the red rope under his feet. "Mr. Luo, how does it feel to be toyed with?"

When Gong Jinjin was talking, Luo Er noticed something was wrong and quickly pulled Luo Jiang back.

Luo Jiang muttered and complained that Brother Song was disloyal and that he would never care about him again when he returned.

Being scolded, Jiao Song sneezed several times. The big yellow dog looked at him curiously with its head tilted. Jiao Song shyly touched the big yellow dog as an apology.

Zhou Boli took off the purse string from her body, puzzled. "What do you want this for?"

Lu Yun: "Zhou Boli, do you have a caste system in South Vietnam?"

"What is the caste system?" Zhou Boli frowned and thought, "I've never heard of it."

"In short, people are strictly divided into low-class, middle-class, and high-class people." Lu Yun gestured, her expression indescribably serious. "Some people I just met kept calling me 'low-class people.'"

Zhou Boli keenly sensed the disgust in her words and his expression became even more serious. "Ayun, Nanyue is divided into scholars, farmers, merchants and artisans just like the Central Plains, but there is absolutely no caste system like you mentioned, nor are there any untouchables."

"Then I'm relieved." Lu Yun pointed at the purse, her eyes curved. "This is the compensation I asked for on behalf of the untouchables she mentioned. Nothing is more practical than silver. A hundred or so taels of silver donated to the charity will be enough to feed us for a long time."