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

Lu Yun used a torch to look around. The drop between this place and the rocky beach below was about one meter. The landing point was a very flat stone. Because it was sheltered from the wind, there was not much snow left on it, but there was a lot of snow on the inside.

Lu Yun jumped onto a big rock and observed the surrounding environment. The rapids here were covered with rocks of various sizes, somewhat similar to the small pool behind the hot spring villa.

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Lu Yun suddenly had an idea. She thought of the secret passage she had built. Could it be that? Her eyes widened. There was one here too. To hide the entrance, Lu Yun had specially asked her uncle to find a skilled craftsman to hollow out a large stone and cover it with it. The stone had been hollowed out so she could move it.

If you think about it carefully, this case is full of weirdness.

The sky was getting brighter and brighter. Lu Yun blew out the torch. There were not many large stones here. After hitting more than ten of them, Lu Yun found that one of them made an unusually dull sound.

With a little force in her hands, she lifted the stone to the side. The inner wall of the stone was hollow, so it was very light, and a dark hole was revealed.

After Zhao Qingyu came out of the county government office, he wanted to take people directly to the place where Madam Zhang disappeared to investigate, but when he thought of the princess, he changed his steps and went to Mr. Zhou's house, intending to take people with him.

Unexpectedly, the servant guarding the house told him that the princess and Master Zhou had already set out for Panlong Mountain.

When Zhao Qingyu arrived at the scene at full speed, he only saw a horse tied to a crooked tree and messy footprints on the snow, but there was no sign of the two people. He couldn't help but frown.

The information obtained from the scene was extremely limited. We could only preliminarily infer that Mrs. Zhang might have led people to escape from the riverbank. However, it had been almost a month since the incident, and Lianze County had experienced several snowfalls during this period, making the footprints difficult to discern.

Zhao Qingyu and his men searched the riverbank for a long time but failed to find anything suspicious.

At the Third Prince's residence, Xiang Xing walked into the room carrying a maroon tray. She placed the tray on the table and whispered to the bed, "Your Majesty, it's time to take your medicine."

The person lying in the brocade quilt moved when he heard this, lifted a corner of the quilt and slowly sat up. He stretched out a hand with visible veins, took the bowl of medicine and started to drink it.

"Madam." Xiang Xing looked at her young lady, her eyes filled with heartache. Ever since the incident three years ago, her young lady's health had deteriorated considerably. She couldn't eat cold food year-round, and was even more afraid of the cold in winter.

After reporting back to the princess, she asked the imperial physician to come to the house to examine the young lady. The physician said that the young lady had injured her body due to the miscarriage and had not taken good care of herself during the postpartum period, so she was left with physical weakness and needed to be well taken care of.

Lu Ling put down the medicine bowl. Her pale face, thin cheeks, and bloodless lips made her look even weaker. She smiled and said, "I'm fine. It's the same every year. I'll be fine after this period."

Xiang Xing took the tray away and helped her sit up. "Your Highness," she softly suggested, "the weather is nice today. I'll move the chair to the door, put on a thick mattress, and you can sit down and bask in the sun."

Lu Ling smiled and nodded. "I've been lying in the house all day. I'm getting dizzy."

When Zhao Qingbo came over, he saw a picture of a beautiful woman sleeping, and couldn't help but smile. "You seem to be in a good mood today. I think you should get some sun every day. It's good for your health."

Lu Ling wanted to stand up and salute, but Zhao Qingbo smiled and said, "Just sit down and relax." He sighed again, "How many times have I told you that there's no need for us to be so polite? You're still so reserved."

Lu Ling smiled and said, "You are tolerant of me, but I dare not neglect you. If one day you dislike me and beat me out with a stick, who can I turn to for justice?"

Zhao Qingbo took her hand and walked to the west room. "The sun is setting, and the sunshine here is quite good. I am still my master after all. If you had just learned from me and been more open-minded, you wouldn't have pushed yourself into this state."

This was truly heartfelt, Lu Ling's beautiful eyes filled with tears. "How could I not know this truth? It's just that I feel so depressed whenever I think of that incident. It shows that men's feelings are as thin as morning dew, which is fleeting."

Zhao Qingbo's eyes were filled with complex emotions. When she first entered the palace, His Highness doted on Lu Ling. Even though she had been mentally prepared, she couldn't help but feel a pang of remorse. Fortunately, she was still young, so she took the initiative to suggest to His Highness that she wait until she was older before considering pregnancy. It wasn't until three years later, after she gave birth to her eldest daughter, Tan Ying, that Lu Ling's medicinal herbs were discontinued.

Unfortunately, the good times didn't last long. His Highness married Lu Xiang's niece, Su. Although Su was pretty, she was stupid and made many mistakes, but His Highness turned a blind eye. It was not until she caused Lu Ling's miscarriage that His Highness, furious, ordered her to be confined to her house for three months.

A man's love is like morning dew, and a woman is nothing more than a bargaining chip for men to fight for power and profit. Zhao Qingbo understood this from then on.

The little maid ran in from outside, "My Lady, His Highness is back."

Zhao Qingbo nodded to indicate that he understood. Seeing that Lu Ling was still sitting there expressionless, he felt very disappointed. "I met you in the early years, but I didn't realize that you were such a fool. I really let you down—"

"What have I let down?" Lu Ling wiped the tears from her cheeks and looked at Zhao Qingbo in a daze.

"Forget it. What's the point of saying all this? I know you've been worried about your aunt recently. Listen to my advice. If you can make His Highness happy, maybe you can get some help. We both get what we need." Zhao Qingbo said earnestly.

"Your Highness." Zhao Qingbo smiled and walked towards the handsome man. He took off his cloak with his own hands and served him hot tea with both hands. He was both meticulous and considerate.

Qin Xin lay crookedly on the kang, letting Zhao Qingbo massage his forehead. He sighed comfortably, "With a wife like this, what else could a husband ask for?" Zhao Qingbo showed a very touched expression at the right moment, "This is what I should do."

Qin Xin said nothing more and concentrated on enjoying himself.

Zhao Qingbo pressed for a while, and his wrist gradually became sore, so he winked at Lu Yu, who nodded imperceptibly and walked out.

After a while, Zhao Qingbo heard footsteps coming from outside.

"Your Majesty, Madam Su requests to see you." Hongchou came in and reported in a voice that was neither too loud nor too low.

Qin Xin opened his eyes upon hearing this, a hint of impatience flashing in his eyes. He sat up straight and looked at his wife, "Let her in."

Zhao Qingbo responded in a low voice, and saw a woman in a peach pink dress and a lake green long skirt walked in. The woman had a melon-shaped face like Lu Ling, but her eyes were narrow and less lively than Lu Ling's.

"I greet Your Highness, Your Majesty." The woman bowed softly.

"Get up." Zhao Qingbo seemed not to notice Qin Xin's expression. He deliberately asked her to sit in front of him and said with a smile, "How come you have time to come to my yard today?"

Su rolled her eyes, covering half her face shyly, and said softly, "I just wanted to taste the good tea here, Your Majesty, so I shamelessly came to ask for some, but I didn't expect to run into Your Majesty."

Looking at her clumsy performance, Zhao Qingbo's lips curled up slightly, "I understand, but it's a pity that I don't have this good tea anymore. If you want it, you have to find someone else." After saying that, Zhao Qingbo looked away.

Su immediately blushed and started to act coquettishly, "Your Highness——"

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