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

Lu Yun's pupils shrank. It was actually Brother Lu Song. What a shame they couldn't recognize each other. Lu Yun made up a story, "My grandfather had some friendship with Old Master Lu San in his early years, so I recognize the Changping Escort Agency logo. What's this, Master Lu?"

Lu Song raised his eyebrows slightly. He felt that the person in front of him was very familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere before. Hearing his little brother ask this, Lu Song shook his head and said, "I just came back from the north. It's getting more and more chaotic over there."

Lu Yun frowned upon hearing this. "Are the Tartars causing trouble again?"

"I'm afraid it's more than that." Lu Song wiped his face, his brows full of worry. "There were small battles constantly before, but eight or nine out of ten escort missions could be completed. Now it's less than half."

Lu Yun gave away half of her snacks and medicines. "This place is at least five days' walk from Kyoto." After doing this, Lu Yun rode away quickly.

Holding a bag full of Zhang's dim sum, Lu Song was stunned for a moment and suddenly realized something. He stuffed everything in his hands to his men, turned around and chased her for dozens of steps, but it was too late. He could only stand there and watch her getting farther and farther away from him.

Lu Song waved his hand towards the distance for some unknown reason, and saw the man on the horse suddenly turned around and waved his arm as well.

Seven days later, Lu Yun returned to Jingzhou again. After finding a clean inn in the city to rest briefly, Lu Yun was about to get up and leave when he heard the middle-aged man sitting next to him talking about things in the north.

"It's tragic," the middle-aged man sighed. "Those barbarians have been harassing us year after year. Only three out of ten villages on the northern border remain. Now the Tartars are getting closer and closer."

"Isn't spring always the most peaceful in previous years? Why is it so bad this year?" The old man in the long gown frowned in confusion. "Could it be that there's a severe drought on the grassland?"

The middle-aged man nodded and said, "That's right. I think there will be a fierce battle between the imperial court and the Tartars this year."

The old man sighed deeply, "Just when we've filled our stomachs, we have to go to war again. It's really not easy for ordinary people to have a few days of peace."

Lu Yun put down a piece of silver and said, "Old sir, I came from Kyoto. I heard that the imperial court is going to promote a kind of food called sweet potato."

"Sweet potato?" The old man was puzzled. "Young man, what is this sweet potato?"

Lu Yun smiled and said, "The people of Nanyue have been growing it for a while. I heard they have a high yield, can be cooked or roasted, and has a long shelf life. After harvesting, it can be left for more than a month, and when roasted, it is fragrant and sweet."

Hearing the word sweet, everyone's attention was drawn to it.

Lu Yun picked up her bag and said, "Nanyue is not far from Jingzhou. The next month or so is the best time to plant sweet potatoes."

The old man wanted to ask more questions when he saw that the young man had already left the inn.

The name of sweet potato gradually spread in the Central Plains, and many people with enthusiasts spontaneously went to South Vietnam to introduce sweet potatoes.

After leaving Jingzhou, Lu Yun headed south until he came to the tea stall he had been to before. There, Lu Yun saw Dao Er in disguise.

Dao Er Gougou said slyly, "My Lady Princess, we are on a mission."

Lu Yun understood and turned her head away. "Boss, give me a pot of hot tea."

A middle-aged man came over with a pot of tea. "Would you like anything else, sir? Freshly baked fried cakes, they smell so good!"

In the shed, a woman in coarse cloth was serving pancakes to the guests. Lu Yun looked away and said, "Then give me another plate of pancakes."

After a while, the steaming hot fried cakes were served. The fried cakes made with animal oil were particularly fragrant.

"Ugh." Lu Yun covered her mouth in embarrassment. She was overwhelmed by the sudden nausea. It was probably because staying up late caused gastrointestinal dysfunction.

Amidst everyone's unhappy looks, Lu Yun awkwardly put down the fried dough cake and signaled the boss to pack up the rest.

The person who came to pack her things was the woman from the shed. She had a navy blue headscarf on her head, her skin was slightly dark, and she kept her head down in silence.

When she took the fried cake, Lu Yun saw that she was wearing a sachet bracelet on her hand, which had turned yellow and gray.

After walking a little further, he found a large bluestone to sit on. After waiting for a while, he finally saw Dao Er's figure.

"My Lady Princess, the Luo family's eldest grandmother ran away."

Lu Yun was surprised. "How could she get away?"

After listening to Dao Er's description, Lu Yun's face was filled with black lines. Bringing people to the door in such a high-profile manner would make anyone with legs run away.

Besides, you went to the shop first and then to the Luo family.

"The entire Gong family in Kyoto has been wiped out by the imperial court." Lu Yun chose to console him, "Gong Jinjin alone probably can't cause any major trouble."

At this moment, a sweet but stinky smell wafted from somewhere. Lu Yun felt nauseous and couldn't help but dry heaving a few times while holding her chest.

Something was wrong. Lu Yun leaped a step away, and with a ding, a steel arrow bounced off a stone and fell to the ground. Seeing that his attack had missed, the masked man in the bushes turned and ran.

Dao Er raised his sword and tried to chase her without saying anything, but he saw the princess suddenly fainted on the ground. He was horrified and said, "Princess!"

Lu Yun had a very long dream, in which there were stars in the sky and crumbling lotus pods.

When he woke up again, he found himself lying in a carriage. Zhou Boli was sleeping soundly against the wall of the carriage, with two dark circles under his eyes.

He had lost a lot of weight during the time she was away. Lu Yun touched his face guiltily, holding her fingers with one hand. The man leaned over and said, "Ayun, you are pregnant."

There was a loud bang in her head, and in that instant Lu Yun seemed to see the starry sky in her dream. "Zhou Boli, I..."

"It's been more than a month." The man held his wife's hands with forbearance and restraint. "Just this month when you went to Kyoto."

Lu Yun raised her hands in surrender and admitted her guilt, "Husband, I was wrong."

Zhou Boli held his forehead and said, "Stay in the mansion and don't run around anymore." Thinking of all the accidents he might encounter on the road, Zhou Boli wanted to kill someone. He tried to soften his tone and said, "Ayun, you have done your best for Qin Chao. Now think more about yourself and our child."

Lu Yun pecked at the rice like a chicken. "I'm not going anywhere."

Thinking of what happened before she fainted, Lu Yun frowned slightly. "Zhou Boli, who was the person who tried to assassinate me? Has he been caught?"

Zhou Boli's eyes were sinister. "Gong Jinjin is hiding in that tea stall. She really brought this upon herself."

Lu Yun lowered her eyes and looked at her lower abdomen. "Zhou Boli, I want to see her." She still couldn't understand why Gong Jinjin was so hostile to her.

In the dim dungeon, through a cell door, Lu Yun looked at the person sitting in the corner. "Grandma Luo, I came to see you."

Gong Jinjin slowly stood up straight, tucking her hair behind her ears. On her wrist was a dusty silver bracelet. She sneered, "Your Majesty, the Princess and Consort of the Crown Prince of Nanyue, have graced me with your presence. I am sorry for not coming to greet you!"

Lu Yun said calmly, "Why do you keep hurting me? I have no grudge against you."

Gong Jinjin was stunned, her expression filled with indignation. "No grudges?! If you hadn't suddenly appeared, I would have been the only one who could have become the Crown Prince's Consort. You snatched the position that was rightfully mine and ruined my family, forcing me to marry that loser Luo Yun! It's all your fault, it's all your fault!"

"Why is it that as soon as you show up, everyone likes you and says hello to you? The Queen is like this, Jiao Ying and Jiao Song are like this, Luo Er is like this too, why?!"

"All of this should belong to me!" Gong Jinjin clutched the railing tightly, her expression frantic and she screamed at the top of her lungs, "Why!!!"