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

As the weather gets colder day by day, the New Year atmosphere in Beijing becomes stronger day by day.

The big kitchen would often make some snacks such as steamed rice cakes and fried crispy fruits that are only eaten during the New Year and send them over.

Hui'er returned to his daily routine of paying his respects to his grandmother in the morning and then going to school in the front yard. However, the alley leading from the back house to the front yard had been demolished and turned into a small bamboo forest. In addition, a corner gate was dug out from the east wall. After passing through this corner gate and then a small courtyard, he arrived. The maids and servants along the way all bowed and greeted the young master.

In Yannian Hall, several granddaughters sat around the old lady. The eldest daughter, Lu Ling, stood beside her grandmother and served tea. Her movements were familiar and it was obvious that she had done it many times. The old lady was also very pleased and praised with a smile, "With a granddaughter like me, Du Juan has to stand aside."

Du Juan covered her mouth and laughed secretly, "I have to thank the young lady. You are so kind to help me with the work. It will be easier for me. I just hope that the old lady will not deduct my money."

The old lady pointed at her and said, "Since you know this, why don't you go and invite your young lady to dinner and wine?" Du Juan smiled and wanted to pay her respects to Lu Ling, but Lu Ling blushed and kept refusing.

The old lady smiled once and then looked at the others and praised, "Sister Qin is much more disciplined than before."

"Madame Zhuang is an old lady from the palace. She served nobles when she was young. With her around, Qin'er's rules are naturally better than others." Qin replied with a smile.

The old lady nodded and looked at her eldest granddaughter meaningfully, "Look, you burned the wrong kang again."

Qin's smile remained unchanged as she stood up and walked towards the old lady. She sighed, "Old lady, this should have reminded me." After that, she turned around, took Lingjie's hand and said, "You are older now, and your sister is still young. You should have come first. Nanny Zhizhuang was sent to Qinjie by your grandmother. She is an old woman from the palace, so she has more rules. One of them is—" Zhang gave the old lady an embarrassed look, "She only teaches the daughters of the main wife."

Lu Yun pouted, Zhang picked up a piece of dessert and stuffed it into her mouth, while Rong Jie covered her mouth and giggled.

"After all, the old in-laws are the old in-laws. They have been away from Kyoto for so many years and are still able to invite the nobles in the palace." The old lady said with a smile, looking at her daughter-in-law. "How is your mother these days?"

Zhang smiled and said, "It's still the same as always. I have to practice Ba Duan Jin for an hour every day. Yulin will be back soon, and I'm afraid mother will have to start arranging his marriage again."

The old lady also laughed and said, "Brother Lin is not young anymore, it's time for him to get married and go home."

Lu Yulin is Zhang's biological brother, who is now twenty years old. She had heard in her early years that he was very talented but had no achievements so far. Qin even wanted to match him with the daughter of her natal family. Fortunately, it did not come to fruition, otherwise her niece's second half of life would have been ruined if she had married such a playboy.

After everyone in the room left, the old lady looked at Lu Ling and said, "Madame Zhuang has a strange temper and indeed has this rule. You are still young, and it's not too late to ask your mother to find another one next spring." After that, she unfolded the handkerchief in her hand and pointed at the pattern on it and praised, "You have enough for the future. In the whole capital, apart from the royal family, there are only a few families who pay attention to rules."

He does not mean that.

After Lu Ling returned, she asked Xiang Xing to guard outside the door while she hugged the quilt and cried.

That evening, Lu Ling recounted the day's events to her aunt, angrily saying, "Aunt, I think it's better to forget about this matter. The daughter of the wealthy family of the Earl of Dingyuan is not a good match for me." From what her grandmother had said, it was clear that she considered all but those few families suitable for her. Compared to her aunt, who had spent her entire life in the rear quarters, the old lady's words were more worthy of consideration. Lu Ling's small, palm-sized face was filled with sorrow.

Sun knew what her daughter was thinking and knew that this matter could not be rushed and had to be planned slowly. She softened her tone and said softly, "What the old lady said is right. Even though you are young, you still have four years to reach the age of marriage." She touched her daughter's soft hair as if to comfort her and continued, "The noble families in Kyoto hold a carnival on the shores of Xiama Lake on the outskirts of the city on the third day of March every year. It is a place for the women in the harem to socialize and have fun, and also for young men and women of marriageable age to meet each other. After the New Year, Lu Qin will be 11 years old. Qin will have to prepare for her to participate in next year's carnival. The second house may also participate by then-" Sun analyzed the situation carefully for her daughter and told the story.

"Lingjie, this is a rare opportunity for you." Aunt Sun grabbed her daughter's hand. "Aunt, I won't bother you." Lu Ling smiled at her mother, but her heart sank.

In the west wing, Nanny Chang whispered a few words to Madam Zhang, and she nodded to indicate that she understood.

In Yingchun Courtyard, Yao was walking back and forth in the courtyard with Wangger. Wangger walked slowly, and Yao was bending down and holding his little hand very carefully, with a smile on her face.

Zhang stood at the gate of the courtyard and watched quietly for a while before walking in.

Yao thought she had seen it wrong, until Cailian reminded her, then she realized what was happening. She hurriedly bowed to the lady and said with an embarrassed look, "Madam, how did you find time to come here today?"

Zhang sat down and took a look around at the furnishings before speaking, "I heard you've been getting close to Mao from the first wife's family lately?"

Aunt Yao, who was standing by her side waiting on her, felt a little guilty when she heard this. "We only met a few times a little over half a month ago, and haven't seen each other since then."

Zhang sighed, saying that she had only met once and was being cheated without realizing it. "Mao is a person with evil intentions and is quite cunning. You should not have any contact with her and don't listen to what she says." Zhang was afraid that if she spoke conservatively to Aunt Yao, she would not understand, so she decided to speak directly.

Aunt Yao nodded hurriedly and said, "I understand. I will not have any contact with her in the future."

Zhang nodded and picked up the tea on the table. After taking a sip, she frowned and put the cup down. "I remember I gave your courtyard a portion of this year's new tea."

Yao said embarrassedly, "I've finished it." Nanny Chang glared at her. If someone didn't know, they would think she was finding ways to get good tea.

"I'll ask Yinhe to send you another jar later. If this old tea is not stored properly and gets damp, it will be harmful to your body." Zhang

Let her sit down and talk. After thinking for a moment, Zhang slowly said, "You really shouldn't have treated Sister Yun like that that day."

Yao's face turned pale and her shoulders drooped. "Concubine, concubine——"

"You are my dowry maid. You followed me from my parents' home to my husband's home. How many years have you been with me?" Zhang looked at her with gentle eyes.

"Madam, it's been ten years." Yao Jinling recalled some past events.

"It's been ten years! Time flies." Zhang sighed, looking out at the courtyard. The sun rose and set, winter turned to spring, and ten years seemed to have passed in the blink of an eye. "Today, I'll give you a chance. I saw that you were neglecting Yunjie'er, so I took her to raise with you. If you want her back, I'll send someone to bring her back later. How about that?" Zhang turned and looked into Aunt Yao's eyes.

"Miss..." Yao rubbed the corner of her clothes nervously, and subconsciously called out the old name. Seeing that the young lady's expression did not seem fake, Yao's tears fell. After crying for a while, she knelt down in front of Zhang and said, "Madam, if I don't want the second young lady to come back, let Yunjie stay in the main courtyard. I will never do that again."