The dewdrops fall in the morning, the birds flap their wings to look for food, and the servants start to get busy...
Gong Yaozheng woke up from her sleep. She touched her hot face, and her heart rate became disordered...
How could she have such a dream?
She shouldn't disobey her second brother. Reading too many drawing books will really have sequelae!
But why is the male protagonist the second brother?
Gong Shangjiao's face was filled with abstinence and extreme forbearance, and a cold breath lingered between his lips...
Gong Yaozheng buried his head in the quilt, a little unbelievable...
After all these years, I actually have such thoughts about my second brother! You really deserve to die!
If the second brother knew about it, how would he view himself? He would definitely feel shameless!
Ah, I’m too embarrassed to see anyone!
After being entangled for a while, Gong Yaozheng stopped being entangled. It was just an erotic dream. If she didn't tell it, who would know?
But how did he come back last night?
The memory stayed in the time when I was top-heavy, Gong Shangjiao snatched away my wine, and then...
What happened then?
Okay, it’s broken!
I am a person who once couldn't get enough of two bottles of 53% white wine, but now I am cut into pieces by just a few glasses of sorghum wine. It is true that the world is declining... (Author: This is not how the idiom is used... Gong Yaozheng: You care about me !)
Gong Yaozheng patted his head, his temples hurt suddenly, and his brain was about to explode!
At this moment, the door to the room was opened, and Gong Yuanzheng walked in with a bowl of soup: "Sister, I heard that you are awake. After drinking the hangover soup, your head will not hurt anymore."
Gong Yaozheng walked out of the inner room, sat at the table, picked up the sobering soup and drank it. After finishing the drink, he couldn't help but ask: "Did you send me back last night?"
"Sister, don't you remember? My brother sent you back and confiscated your painting notebook and asked me to burn it. Here!" Gong Yuanzheng took out the painting notebook from his body and handed it to Gong Yuanzheng.
Gong Yaozheng looked at the painting notebook and thought of last night's dream again. He closed his eyes and handed the painting notebook out again as if he was leaving it behind: "Listen to your brother, burn it!"
Gong Yuanzheng:...
"Sister, you... have a fever?" Gong Yuanzheng frowned slightly and reached out to touch Gong Yuanzheng's forehead. It was a bit hot.
Take your pulse accurately, um, good health...
Gong Yaozheng reacted and took his hand back: "I'm fine. I've decided. From today on, I'll stop painting notebooks. No one can stop me."
"Okay, I'll burn it." Gong Yuanzheng raised his eyebrows slightly, took the painting notebook and left.
"Wait...it's a pity to burn the monster, just keep it to cushion the corner of the table!" Gong Yaozheng quickly called him.
Gong Yuanzheng smiled knowingly, and he knew that her sister was just talking casually.
"Sister, do you...remember what happened yesterday?" Gong Yuanzheng suddenly remembered the outrageous scene yesterday and asked tentatively.
"Remember!" Gong Yaozheng was a little angry.
Gong Yuanzheng was shocked. Her sister remembered that she was still so calm?
"That fellow Gong Shangjiao stole my wine, that's unforgivable!" Gong Yaozheng is extremely possessive of his own things. If he doesn't give it to him willingly, no one can take it from him!
"anything else?"
"Any more?"
Gong Yuanzheng breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "No, sister, please have a good rest. Tomorrow is the sword-wielding succession ceremony. I'll go see if I can help."
After saying that, he stood up and left without taking a single cloud with him...
Gong Yaozheng:......
Although he was a little confused, looking at the gloves on Gong Yuanzheng's hands, Gong Yuanzheng still raised the corners of his lips.
He turned his eyes and looked at the drawing book on the table, thought about it, and picked it up...
Frowning slightly, wait a minute, did Gong Shangjiao secretly take away her painting book?
She decided that she would not go to the succession ceremony! Whoever wants to go will go!
Today there is a thin layer of snow falling outside. Gong Yaozheng opened his drawing book, then snuggled back into bed and started to show off!
There are so many mistakes, it cannot be the fault of the drawing book. What could be wrong with the drawing book?
In the corner palace,
Gong Shangjiao was sitting on the seat in the main hall. There was a box on the table in front of him, which contained the sword-wielding uniform he would wear tomorrow.
There were footsteps outside the door, accompanied by the tinkling of bells. Gong Shangjiao raised his eyes and saw a young man wearing a new mink made this year, strolling over.
"Brother!" Gong Yuanzheng couldn't help but be happy when he saw the box on the table and understood what was inside.
The position of holding the blade should belong to his brother!
"The expedition is coming, sit down!" Gong Shangjiao stood up, walked to the tea table aside, and motioned for him to sit down.
"Brother, there will be a succession ceremony tomorrow, is there anything you need my help with?" Gong Yuanzheng took the tea from Gong Shangjiao, his eyes bright, and he was waiting for the assignment like a puppy.
Gong Shangjiao couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, a little amused: "It's just a formality. It will be handled by the Elders. You can just wear decent clothes."
Gong Yuanzheng was a little disappointed and his eyes drooped slightly, but he was still a little excited when he thought that his brother would wear the sword-wielding uniform tomorrow.
"By the way, your sister didn't say anything today, right?" Gong Shangjiao asked after a while.
"My sister doesn't remember anything. What happened yesterday was purely an accident. My brother won't blame my sister." Gong Yuanzheng felt that his brother should not be such a stingy person. His sister was drunk and molested his brother. .
His brother didn't get angry on the spot, and he probably wouldn't settle the score afterwards.
Gong Shangjiao was slightly startled when he heard this. Yuan Zheng might have misunderstood something, but he still said: "No."
Gong Yuanzheng breathed a sigh of relief: "But my sister still remembers that I took away her wine glass. She may not come to the ceremony tomorrow."
"If you don't come, you won't come. The weather has been getting colder recently. If she gets cold, she will be the one who suffers." Gong Shangjiao said this, but there was a trace of sadness in his eyes.
Seeing his brother like this, Gong Yuanzheng paused slightly in his tea-drinking hand, and his eyes fell on his brother's slightly white fingertips holding the tea cup.
Brother, he wants his sister to come!
Just as he was thinking about it, the door to the room was opened, and Murong Ling walked in with cakes in hand, a smile on her lips.
But when he saw that there were only Gong Shangjiao and Gong Yuanzheng in the room, he paused slightly and was a little disappointed: "Second Miss is not here?"
Gong Yuanzheng turned his head slightly to look at her, his eyes falling on the snack in her hand. Was Murong Ling too concerned about his sister?
"Whether my sister is here or not, what does it have to do with you?" Gong Yuanzheng frowned slightly and looked away with a mocking tone.
"Brother Yuanzheng is always inseparable from the second lady. Why did he come to the Corner Palace alone today?" Murong Ling stepped forward and put the cakes on the table next to the tea table.
"My sister is afraid of the cold... Why am I telling you this? Also, who allowed you to call me Yuanzheng brother? Only my sister and my brother can call me brother!" Gong Yuanzheng looked at Murong Ling with an unhappy expression.
Although she already knew that Murong Ling was her brother's cousin, she still didn't like her.
She seemed to be imitating her sister intentionally or unintentionally, which made him feel that she was imitating others and disgusting.
When Murong Ling heard this, she was not annoyed and smiled lightly: "It turns out that the second young lady is afraid of the cold. I have a folk remedy here that I can give the second young lady to try."
Gong Yuanzheng snorted coldly: "Humph, you're just trying to do something for everyone!"
Gong Shangjiao raised his eyebrows slightly, noncommittal.
Murong Ling suddenly felt bored and was about to leave...
"Wait!"
Murong Ling paused slightly: "What are your orders, Mr. Zheng?"
"Take your cake away, it's so ugly!" Gong Yuanzheng mocked unceremoniously.
Murong Ling turned around and picked up the cake: "Really? But... the second lady said it's delicious!"
"you!"
Before Gong Yuanzheng could get angry, Murong Ling had already left with the pastries...
"Brother, if she wasn't your cousin, I would definitely poison her to death!" Gong Yuanzheng looked gloomy, obviously very angry.
Gong Shangjiao put down his tea cup: "It doesn't matter if she's my cousin. If she offends you, I won't show mercy."
Gong Yuanzheng couldn't help but raise his eyes to look at his brother, and slowly raised the corners of his mouth: "Since brother said so, she should be careful and don't let anything happen to me!"
Gong Shangjiao looked at Gong Yuanzheng fondly and shook his head helplessly.
After Murong Ling left the corner palace room, she was going to Zheng Palace. As soon as she reached the door, she was stopped by the guard, so she had to give up!
While the palace gates were busy carrying out the succession ceremony...
People in Luoyang City were in panic. Officials in the court who had been in contact with Wu Feng were arrested one by one and executed!
The case at the General's Mansion twenty years ago has also been uncovered. It is a certainty that Wufeng will unite with people in the court to frame Zhongliang.
The little emperor looked at the memorial sent to him with blazing anger in his eyes: "Wufeng has been dormant in the court since twenty years ago. The rivers and lakes and the court have always been in harmony with each other. Since he crossed the line first , don’t blame me, don’t follow the rules, someone comes..."
The waves and clouds above the court were filled with an eerie aura, and huge waves were also set off in the rivers and lakes...
I don’t know where the rumors came from. It is said that Wu Feng controls the half-moon flies of various sects. In fact, it is the heart-eclipsing moon of the palace. As long as it survives the lunar eclipse, it can get rid of Wu Feng’s control...
However, no one dares to be the first to eat crabs. After all, everyone in the world is afraid of death!
Fear of pain and suffering…
Not everyone can survive the pain of burning all the organs and endure the darkest period that occurs every half month.
But this rumor has really shaken Wu Feng's intimidation in the world. Many sects that have succumbed to Wu Feng are beginning to make moves and their minds are wavering...
In the dark and quiet Wufeng headquarters, Dian Zhu naturally received the news, and the medicine bowl on the table was swept to the ground: "Go and find out where this rumor came from."
"Yes!" Jackdaw Lu retreated, and Shangguan Qian knelt down to pick up the broken bowl.
Dianzhu's expression changed slightly: "Just let the servants take care of it. You can go fry another bowl!"
"Yes!" Shangguan Qian left the leader's room carrying the tray and the porcelain shards. His fingers were scratched by the porcelain shards, but when he turned around, he couldn't hide the smile on his lips and the secret joy in his eyes.
Dian Zhu looked at Shangguan Qian's back and couldn't help but think of the young man in the bamboo forest that year. There was a vicious look in his eyes. Did you see it? Your niece was raised well by me. She is tall and graceful, yet ruthless. The ambition in her eyes is the same as mine back then!
Dianzhu couldn't help but laugh wildly. She was originally the senior sister of Qingfeng Sect, but the person she loved fell in love with her junior sister. How ridiculous!
What she couldn't get by lighting the bamboo, no one in this world could get it.
Since that man didn't love her, then she would kill his whole family and raise his niece so that she could call her, Master!
Gushan Sect, look at your only descendant, his hands are full of blood and his ambition is high. You don’t claim to be a famous and upright person, but it’s a pity that your descendant is Wu Feng!
And the palace gate, she won’t let anyone go! Those old men were pedantic and stubborn and drove her master out of the palace. She wanted to see how long the palace could last under Wu Feng!
In the situation ten years ago, Immeasurable Fire was not used.
For so many years, since I have chosen silence, then die in silence!
The rivers and lakes are without fronts, and the palace gates will also be without fronts!
Dian Zhu lit the soothing incense in the room. Recently, her headache had become more and more serious.
"Come here, pass the jackdaw pick!"
"yes!"
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"What do you mean, Jackdaw Shi?" Gong Yaozheng, bundled up tightly, sat by the stove in the pharmacy, warming his hands, and asked Jackdaw Wu.
"Back to the Second Miss, Jackdaw Shi said that most people can't detect the poison in Dianzhu's body. I would like to ask the Second Miss the name of the poison." Jackdaw Wu replied while adding charcoal to the heater.
"You can't tell him this. You ask him to tell Dian Zhu about her poisoning at the right time, preferably at the leaders' conference." Gong Yaozheng put his warm hands on his face and squinted comfortably. Blinded.
"But wouldn't that expose Shangguan Qian?" Jackdaw Wu was a little confused.
"Then you are underestimating Shangguan Qian. She has her own way of dealing with it, so just follow her instructions! Don't you Wufeng have a method called active exposure?" Gong Yaozheng looked at Jackdaw Wu, obviously thinking that Jackdaw Wu was It's not that he has deteriorated by staying at the palace gate for a long time.
Jackdaw Wu scratched the back of his head in embarrassment: "To be honest with you, Miss Er, I failed those tests."
"Then how did you become a jackdaw?" Gong Yaozheng really didn't expect it.
"I have good martial arts skills and always come first in competitions. There is also Jackdaw Shi, that piece of trash, who sometimes passes me notes and I will protect him during the competition." When Jackdaw Wu mentioned Jackdaw Shi, he remembered In the training room, Jackdaw Shi gave him the answer.
Jackdaw Shi was a head shorter than him, and his body was thin, like a waste. But I have to say that I have a good brain and I know how to seek his protection so that I won't be the first to be eliminated in the January competition.
Whenever there were only two of them left on the field, he would take the initiative to admit defeat...
Gong Yaozheng saw that Jackdaw Wu seemed to be lost in memories, and the soul of Bagua suddenly burned brightly.
"Tell me, the story about you and Jackdaw Shi!" Gong Yaozheng took out a handful of melon seeds from somewhere and started eating them.
"What story can I have with that loser?" Jackdaw Wu frowned, with a look of reluctance.
But looking at the second lady's expression, Jackdaw Wu Momo...
"If you really want to say it, it's true. When I joined Wufeng, he had already been there for a long time. That good-for-nothing was very dark and didn't talk much on weekdays..."
The heater in the room is burning, accompanied by the sound of crunching melon seeds, and the voice of the jackdaws narrating like a story...
The snow outside the window is getting thicker, and it seems to have returned to that snowy winter...
