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

A palace maid teased Lu Yun in front of the Third Prince, "Your elder sister is going to be the prince's consort. Are you happy?"

Lu Yun acted crazy and said, "Big brother, what flavor is the snack for the prince's wife? Is it delicious?"

The third prince raised his hand and coughed lightly, then covered his unnatural expression with his wide sleeves and fled, making an excuse that something happened in the palace.

The Queen Mother laughed so hard after she knew this that she couldn't straighten her waist. She looked at Guizhi and said, "This sister Yun, oh my, she is really rare."

Following the imperial edict came the nanny sent from the palace to teach etiquette.

Nanny Chun was very polite. Seeing that Lu Ling, despite her young age, had a disciplined manner in her movements, sitting, and lying, and spoke in a tactful and detailed manner, she praised her highly. Every time Qin heard this, she would catch Lu Qin and repeat it to her, causing Lu Qin to dislike Lu Ling even more. She often made sarcastic remarks, and only became obedient after being caught and punished by the old lady.

Zhao Qingbo sent away the nanny who taught her the rules early, and she watched in silence as her mother prepared various dowries for her.

Mrs. Ma was so busy that she was running around. All the items she used had to follow the regulations of the prince's wife, and she had to carefully screen the dowry she had prepared to check for any omissions.

Suddenly, Nanny Song came over and whispered a few words. Mrs. Ma's face darkened slightly, and she stood up and went to Wangyuexuan. Wenzhu saw Mrs. Ma from a distance and was about to go in to report the news, but was covered with her mouth by the maids brought by Nanny Song and taken aside.

The young man in the room was still dressed in royal blue clothes, slumped over the desk in a dejected manner, with an empty white wine jug lying beside him. The air was filled with a strong smell of alcohol.

After ordering someone to close the door, Mrs. Ma sat down on the chair next to the desk.

About half an hour later, the young man at the table uttered a few muttered words, covered his head and slowly sat up straight. His bloodshot eyes finally saw his mother sitting on his right.

Zhao Qingyu staggered to his feet and bowed, "Son, I greet my mother."

Mrs. Ma's heart ached. She ignored her son's attempts to stop her, stood up, snatched the portrait, and tore it into pieces. "You're grown up now. She's a confirmed prince's consort. You should know clearly what you should and shouldn't do."

Every word was like a sharp knife piercing his chest. Zhao Qingyu sat down dejectedly. "Son, I understand."

After returning to Qinghui Garden, Mrs. Ma seemed to have lost all her strength. She covered her moist eyes with a handkerchief and became the smart and capable second wife that everyone praised.

Mrs. Ma's hatred for Lu Ling was hard to get rid of because of her son's decadence and her daughter's depression.

At midnight, a figure, braving the pitch-black darkness, stealthily crept to a small door and meowed three times, imitating a female cat in heat. With a squeak, a hand poked out from the crack of the door, took the package, and quickly closed the door again.

"Miss, it's time for breakfast." Xiang Xing said softly. Lu Ling sat down at the table and drank a mouthful of red dates, hawthorn and millet porridge, frowning slightly. "Why does the porridge taste so medicinal today?"

Xiang Xing stepped forward and sniffed the porridge. It indeed had a medicinal smell. "Maybe the kitchen staff did something wrong and added some medicinal herbs for conditioning the body without authorization. Miss, don't drink this porridge yet. I'll go to the kitchen and ask later."

Lu Ling savored it carefully, a bitter taste rising in her throat. She coughed softly twice and said, "It's always someone's good intention."

After dinner, she went to learn the etiquette from Madam Chun for an hour. "Young Miss is a very fast learner. I have nothing more to teach her," Madam Chun praised with a smile.

Lu Ling invited Nanny Chun into the room for tea and chat, and showed her the handkerchiefs she had made in the past few days, and received a few compliments.

Nanny Chun picked up a half-finished blue purse from her work basket and said meaningfully, "The color is nice, but the pear blossoms on it don't look good. It would be better to take it apart and embroider some bamboo instead."

Lu Ling lowered her eyes and replied softly, "Yes."

Xiang Xing happened to come back from the kitchen. She smiled and greeted Madam Chun first, then said, "The kitchen manager said that Miss Dujuan from the old lady's yard came to instruct the young lady to add a few Chinese herbs to her morning and evening porridge. They are angelica, codonopsis, white peony root, and cooked rehmannia root. They are said to be used to replenish qi and blood."

Nanny Chun frowned slightly and advised gently, "Miss, you are young and in good health. Although these are all good things, if you eat too much, you may get boils. It is better to use less." Moreover, the medicinal herbs have a very strong taste after being boiled. Ordinary people cannot detect whether there is more or less of them, and it is easy for people with ulterior motives to tamper with them.

Lu Ling looked at Aunt Chun with gratitude and said, "Thank you for your advice, Aunt Chun. I know what to do now."

Nanny Chun nodded secretly. The eldest daughter of the Lu family was smart and liked by men. She would have a bright future in the future. It was worth her effort to make this trip.

Lu Ling followed the advice and only drank a few mouthfuls of porridge every day and stopped eating. Xiang Xing was afraid that someone would see her, so she poured the rest into the toilet.

During this time, Sister Xu Shiyun sent her a few sachets to dispel summer heat and dispel evil spirits for the Dragon Boat Festival. Lu Ling found them exquisitely crafted, each embroidered with a jeweled flower in multicolored silk thread, and with a red tassel hanging from each corner. The scent was refreshing and invigorating.

It seems that Sister Xu Shiyun's embroidery skills are not as bad as she said. Lu Ling asked Xiang Xing to hang the sachet on the tent hook.

Perhaps it was because the weather was getting hotter, Lu Ling felt sleepy during the day, but she couldn't fall asleep at night.

Xiang Xing had a hunch that something was wrong, but the young lady stopped her from calling a doctor. After Nanny Chun returned to the palace, the only people left in the courtyard were half-baked maids. Xiang Xing could only watch as the young lady's complexion grew worse day by day.

Zhang did not make a sound after receiving the news from Xiang Xing. She invited Lu Ling to come to the west wing on the pretext of making her some clothes for the Dragon Boat Festival.

After not seeing each other for half a month, Lu Ling's face had turned yellow, her cheeks slightly sunken, and her eyes were blue. She looked listless. After just a short walk, beads of sweat had already formed on her temples.

Zhang was surprised, but she suppressed her thoughts while drinking tea. She smiled and asked Lu Ling to sit on the other side. "What a coincidence you came today. I've been feeling anxious lately and can't sleep at night. I just asked a doctor to come and see me. I guess I've already entered the second gate by now, so I'll take a look at you."

After taking Zhang's pulse, the doctor prescribed a prescription to remove dampness and dissipate heat.

Lu Ling placed her hand on the pulse pillow, feeling anxious. The doctor withdrew his hand calmly and quickly wrote down the prescription. Zhang saw that it was exactly the same as hers.

Lu Ling gave Zhang a relaxed smile and said, "The weather has been too hot recently."

Zhang nodded and asked Nanny Chang to take her to the west wing to measure the dimensions.

"Doctor Guo, what's going on?" Zhang's expression was serious. The so-called prescription for removing dampness and dissipating heat was actually licorice soup. Doctor Guo, in his many years of practice, would never prescribe the same prescription twice.

Doctor Guo sighed, "Young lady of your family is suffering from Yin deficiency and excessive fire caused by the drugs. As a result, she can't sleep at night. She is wasting her Qi and blood bit by bit. In half a year, she will be too weak to be replenished until she dies." What a vicious method!

Zhang was shocked. "To be honest with you, sir, my niece has been chosen as the third prince's concubine. This was definitely not done by anyone in the mansion." "Who would do such a stupid thing at such a critical moment that could cost the lives of the entire mansion if they were not careful?"