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

As soon as Dujuan stepped into the room, she noticed that the atmosphere in the room was not right. There was no tear on the old lady's face!

His body froze, and someone suddenly pushed him from behind. Du Juan fell to the ground without noticing.

A strong servant came out from each side, rushed forward, pinned down the struggling man, tied him up, and dragged him into the hall.

Du Juan's hairpins and rings were scattered, and she was panting. She looked at the old lady and gave her a creepy smile. "Old lady, what did I do wrong? Why are you making such a fuss?"

The old lady was so angry that she couldn't say a word. She pointed at her eldest daughter-in-law with a trembling hand, indicating that she should come and question him.

Qin threw the packet of medicine on the ground and shouted, "Why did you poison the master, and who ordered you to do so?"

As if she had heard something very interesting, Dujuan laughed a few times and said, "Madam, you are right. But I don't know who is instructing me." Her eyes were full of provocation.

"You——" Don't refuse a toast and then drink a penalty. Qin stood up and wanted to have someone drag her away and beat her with a stick.

Zhang coughed lightly and said calmly, "Miss Dujuan, the world is bustling with people, all for the sake of profit. The only thing that is worth the people behind you making such a fuss is just the word profit. I think this is probably related to what happened to Lingjie, right?" Seeing that her smile was not as wanton as before, Zhang knew that she was right.

Everyone in the hall understood Zhang's intention. Qin frowned, wondering if this was really the Dingyuan Marquis's Mansion. The old lady lowered her eyes, not knowing what she was thinking. The eldest master, Lu Lingping, also had a thoughtful look on his face.

"Why did you help outsiders to harm Ling Jie'er? I have treated you well over the years." The old lady said in a deep voice.

Dujuan lowered his head in silence.

Qin Shi gave Nanny Qin a look, and Nanny Qin stepped forward and waved the golden hairpin in her hand in front of Dujuan. "Miss Dujuan, do you recognize this?"

"This..." Lu Lingping exclaimed, looking at Qin Shi, "This isn't Yueli's thing, how could it be?"

Hearing this, Dujuan looked up at the master, as if observing him. "Master has aged a lot over the years, but this servant still can't figure it out." Lu Lingping looked puzzled, and Qin glared at him secretly.

Du Juan struggled to get closer to the hairpin. "Back then, the old lady was planning to choose a wife for the eldest master. Besides Jiang Yueli, the other one was me." After struggling in vain, she sat down, looked at the hairpin and slowly said, "Jiang Yueli was pretty and was chosen by the old lady. It's a pity that she has a pretty face but no brains."

"She and I were good friends. After she left, she came back to see me from time to time and told me many things. She also gave me a share of any rewards she received. But she didn't know that I also liked the young master back then. I was jealous of her to the point of going crazy." Dujuan's expression was calm, as if she was talking about someone else's business.

The eldest master looked quite good when he was young, but Zhang Shi's expression was strange.

"Until she secretly told me she was pregnant." Du Juan chuckled. "She was so stupid. I deliberately encouraged her to go against the First Madam, which caused her a lot of trouble. Unexpectedly, the First Madam treated her better. She trusted me even more."

She said in a very soft voice, "So I started giving her drugs. She likes sour things, so I fed her a lot of sour jujube cakes mixed with hawthorn powder. Every time she came, I gave her milk boiled with almonds. After a month, she finally had her period."

"How can you be so cruel?" Lu Lingping's eyes were red, as if they were about to spit out fire.

Du Juan glanced at the master coldly and said, "Later, I realized that you didn't like her. You have accomplished nothing and you only care about your reputation, so you favor your concubine. You knew that your temporary favor would cause her to suffer, but you still gave her this eye-catching hairpin!"

"You - you - are talking nonsense!" The master gasped, his face flushed and he shouted angrily.

Qin was pleased to hear this and tried hard to suppress the upturned corners of her mouth. She picked up the tea bowl and slowly took a sip. Today's tea is really good.

Du Juan ignored his accusations. She stared at the hairpin with a gloomy expression. "But it's too late. The miscarriage took her life. She didn't know it was me who killed her until she died. Before she died, she asked someone to give this hairpin to me. This idiot - hahahahaha."

Big tears fell on the carpet, her vision gradually blurred, and Du Juan curled up. "I don't understand why I did such a vicious thing for such an old man and killed her."

The old man—Lu Lingping’s face turned the color of liver. “How dare you!”

Everyone in the hall unconsciously shifted their gaze to the eldest master and his wife.

Qin coughed lightly and looked at the old lady. "Old lady, do you have anything else you want to ask?"

The old lady looked tired. She shook her head slowly, paused, and said, "Let's lock her up in the back room for now. We'll hand her over to the authorities after we've investigated the matter."

On the third day, Dujuan died. She stabbed her throat with the hairpin left by Jiang Yueli. The old woman who was keeping watch did not hear any sound.

Lu Ling's complexion became better day by day. Doctor Guo came to see her and said that she was fine. The masters tacitly agreed not to mention the matter again.

Zhang, however, had other ideas. If the matter was not investigated thoroughly, the person behind the scenes would probably not let it go.

But the old lady obviously wanted to keep things quiet, and Zhang couldn't plan to investigate secretly, because she was always related to the second branch of the Dingyuan Earl's Mansion.

Nanny Chang came in from outside, holding a note in her hand, and said hesitantly, "It's Mrs. Ma."

Zhang had an idea and called Jinhe over to whisper something to her.

In the evening, Zhang told the old lady her thoughts and repeatedly assured her that she would not do anything wrong. Only then did the old lady give in.

A few days later, Zhang and Nanny Chang boarded the carriage, carrying two mother-of-pearl wooden boxes, one red and one black.

Mrs. Ma was no different from usual. She smiled as she came up and took Zhang's hand, saying, "It's strange. You came late when there were other people around. Now I just sent you a message, and you came so early."

Zhang knew she was talking about the last time and smiled. "It's been so long, and you're still holding on to it. I've already drunk the wine as punishment. Please be magnanimous and forgive me, Second Madam."

Ma turned her head to look at the carriage and said, "Why didn't you bring Lingjie here? She and my Qingbo have a long-lasting bond in the future." Her face was full of a genuine smile.

"Alas," sighed Zhang, and followed Madam Ma forward. "I don't know what's wrong with Lingjie'er lately. She doesn't eat much and always complains about not being able to sleep and feeling tired. There's a boil the size of a fingernail at the corner of her mouth. I've asked the doctor to prescribe a heat-clearing and fire-reducing prescription, and she's taking it slowly. That's why she didn't come with me today."

Mrs. Ma nodded and pretended to wipe the sweat from her forehead. "I've been feeling the same way lately. I've been feeling hot and dry inside, like there's a fire on my body. I've seen doctors several times, but they can't tell me what's wrong. They just told me to drink Poria cocos tea. When I was younger, my son would have been drinking Poria cocos tea before July."