Quick Wear Peace

Gong Yuanzheng stared gloomily at the people kneeling below, especially the people from the pharmacy, who were playing with hidden weapons in their hands with a nonchalant smile on their faces.

The people below knelt on the ground tremblingly, and the sweat on their temples kept flowing down.

But they didn't dare to wipe it off with their hands and could only let the sweat slowly drip down from their temples. The middle-aged man in a corner was even worse.

"Tell me, who betrayed Zheng Gong?" Gong Yuanzi said casually without raising his head, but his aura made people feel uneasy.

The people below were silent.

"Not talking?" Gong Yuanzheng snorted.

"I had already poisoned the room when you came in." Gong Yuanzheng stretched out his finger and tapped lightly, "Calculating the time, it should be about time."

The legs of the middle-aged man in the corner gradually went limp, his eyes filled with despair. His son was still here, and his illness had just been cured, was he going to die here?

"No one answered?" Gong Yuanzheng tilted his head slightly.

The baby fat that had not yet completely gone away and the delicate face made her look very cute, but in the eyes of the people below, she looked like a devil from hell, baring her teeth and reaching out to them.

Gong Yuanzheng saw a person in the corner who seemed to be unable to bear it and had collapsed to the ground. He laughed softly, but his eyes were like the foreshadowing of a coming storm.

"You guys go down." Gong Yuanzheng gently waved away the others, "You stay."

The slender fingers gently pointed at the person in the corner.

The others retreated with a sense of relief.

A young man cast a worried look at those who stayed behind, but finally retreated.

"Tell me, if you explain it clearly I can spare your life, but if you don't..." With a slight turn of her wrist, the hidden weapon in her hand flew out and pierced his thigh very accurately.

The middle-aged man, Manager Jia, groaned, but his eyes were still fixed on the wooden board.

Kneeling with legs straight.

Gong Gong Yuanzheng stared at him with interest, his eyes full of excitement, and his wrist gently grasped.

He likes this kind of tough guy the most, and he hasn't had a good time for several days.

With a hidden weapon in his hand, he threw it at the target as if it were a target.

But the people below remained silent.

Gong Yuanzheng was a little impatient. He was someone in his pharmacy, and he seemed to remember his information. He seemed to have a son.

"I remember you seemed to have a son..."

Manager Jia raised his head excitedly and stared at Gong Yuanzheng, his eyes filled with tension and fear.

"No, Master Zheng, no..." Facing Gong Yuanzheng's deep gaze, he finally lowered his head, "It's the Young Master."

Gong Yuanzheng's eyes narrowed, and his hand paused, but he immediately returned to his original state, his eyes curved, but his eyes were chilling, "Don't talk nonsense."

"I am not talking nonsense." Manager Jia knelt down and took two steps forward, but immediately stopped and told Gong Yuanzheng the whole story.

"This is my mistake. I am willing to die as an apology, but please don't implicate my son. He knows nothing." He kept knocking his head, ignoring the blood flowing from the wounds on his body.

I hope Gong Yuanzheng can let his son go.

"I can let you go, but you must..." Gong Yuanzheng whispered to Manager Jia, with a fierce look in his eyes.

Since you dare to plot against me, don't blame me for being rude.

The next morning, Gong Yuanzheng came to Jiao Palace happily, thinking of a happy little black swan.

A cheerful voice spread to the hall, "Brother~"

"It's true that you can't see him in person, but only hear his voice." An Ning heard Gong Yuanzheng's rippling voice and looked at Gong Shangjiao teasingly.

"This is brother Yuanzheng's nature." A hint of amusement flashed in Gong Shangjiao's eyes.

It seems that Brother Yuanzheng has already found the murderer, which is why he is so happy. If he hadn't found the murderer, he would definitely be like a withered flower now.

"Brother~" Gong Yuanzheng happily sat on his own chair.

Seeing that Gong Yuanzheng wanted to say something, Gong Shangjiao gave him a look, indicating that he should wait a moment.

Gong Yuanzheng finished his meal quickly.

An Ning didn't really follow Brother Liang because she was in love, but Gong Shangjiao had already pulled An Ning away.

An Ning had no choice but to follow him to the study, and Jin Fu stood guard at the door for them.

As soon as he entered the study and closed the door, Gong Yuanzheng began to talk incessantly about how he found the murderer and told Gong Shangjiao about his plan.

Gong Shangjiao nodded, indicating that he understood and would clean up the mess for him.

Gong Yuanzheng stared at An Ning with burning eyes. An Ning straightened up and looked at Gong Yuanzheng warily, "What do you want to do?" She didn't listen carefully to what Gong Yuanzheng said just now.

Gong Shangjiao shook his head, indicating that An Ning should not be involved.

Gong Yuanzheng lowered his head in disappointment.

An Ning understood that these two people were probably discussing doing something bad, and Gong Yuanzheng wanted to be the pioneer himself.

She patted Gong Yuanzheng's shoulder and said, "Although I can't help you, I am still your support."

When Xiaoyi heard An Ning's words, he immediately couldn't sit still, and stuck to An Ning's mind, "What do you want to do? You must not go along with them."

An Ning saw Xiaoyi’s enlarged face. The whole face seemed to be tightly pressed against the glass. The pretty little face was ruined like this and it looked very... ugly.

She covered her cheeks and said, "I didn't mean to do anything. I just wanted to support my brother-in-law as a sister-in-law."

"Don't mess around." Xiaoyi gave her a final warning.

"Don't worry." An Ning gave him a look that said "I'm very good."

Xiaoyi felt even more uneasy when he heard her assurance.

Gong Yuanzheng's originally dim eyes suddenly brightened up.

He said very attentively, "Thank you, sister-in-law."

An Ning couldn't help but sigh that she had lost too much because of this sentence of sister-in-law.

In the afternoon, Gong Yuanzheng came to the mourning hall and saw Gong Ziyu still sitting there dejectedly.

Gong Yuanzheng showed a concerned expression and patted his shoulder, "My condolences."

Jin Fan at the back had a look of astonishment. Is this still the Young Master Zheng who was against Young Master Yu every day?

Gong Ziyu shook off Gong Yuanzheng's hand on his shoulder, his face full of hatred, "I don't need you to pretend."

Gong Yuanzheng covered his chest with his hands, looking sad. "How can you say that to me? I am also very sad about the death of Zhi Ren and the young master."

Lower your head slightly.

The people around also looked at Gong Ziyu with condemning eyes.