Comprehensive film and television: The Queen of Rolls Opens the Roll Again

"What is this?" Zhang Xueming pretended to be frightened and took a step back.

Gong Yuanzheng saw it clearly: the moment she saw the insect clearly, her eyes suddenly sparkled, like a tabby cat that has seen a little mouse, and she was eager to play with it.

"Cough!" Gong Yuanzheng coughed lightly to remind her to be serious.

Zhang Xueming hurriedly exaggerated his expression of fear, imitating the girl Wu Feng (Shangguan Qian) outside the city that day.

Gong Yuanzheng's outfit today already made him look elegant and youthful. At this moment, the black bug was twisting in his hand, and his excitement made his eyebrows more childish: "This is my method. You said you are not afraid of bugs, but do you dare to put it in your palm? This is a bug that can explore people's hearts. If you are really not afraid, then let me use it to check your heart."

Zhang Xueming retreated again.

Gong Yuanzheng raised his eyebrows and smiled, approaching step by step: "Why are you hiding? Didn't you say you were not afraid?" He sneered again: "Hurry up, put the bug in your palm, and answer whatever I ask. If you lie, its fangs will pierce your skin mercilessly, and you will be ripped apart in just one hour - do you dare?"

The curved segmented limbs and fangs of the black insect swayed in front of Zhang Xueming's eyes. She took a deep breath, turned her face away, closed her eyes, and stretched out her left hand with a desperate look: "Investigate it if you want, am I afraid of you?"

While she wasn't looking, Gong Yuanzheng raised his eyes and glared at her with a cold look, which frightened Su Rong, who had just caught up with him, so much so that she covered her mouth and held her breath, retreating eight feet away.

"Hmm?" Zhang Xueming became impatient and raised his left hand.

Gong Yuanzheng first stretched out a finger and gently tapped her snow-white palm to make sure that she did not use her internal force to separate it before putting the black insect on it.

Although he couldn't feel anything through the thick gloves, the imagined softness still made him blush.

Gong Yuanzheng secretly despised his own frivolity, and with a serious expression, he continued the game with concentration: "Do you feel it? The bug that can only detect people's hearts is now in your hand. Don't lie, or you will die~" He paused and asked: "Do you really not hate snakes and bugs?"

"Really." If you go to Shunde in autumn, the chrysanthemum snake soup will make your tongue fall off. Artificially raised vegetable snakes are safe and plump, and they are completely incomparable to those skinny wild snakes.

"Then you hate me?"

"Not annoying." Which woman would not love a young man who is talented, handsome, rich, well-behaved, wild, coquettish and clingy?

"That means you like it?"

"Yes, I like it." The cunning young man knew that he would not play the game obediently.

"Then...what about brother? Do you like brother?"

Zhang Xueming was stunned for a moment, resisted the urge to turn around and look at him, and answered honestly: "I like his ability to make money, but I don't like his suspicious nature. He will be a good family member." But he will definitely not be a good lover.

"…So it's really my second uncle?"

"It's really my second uncle."

In order to get her father Zheng to reveal her past, Gong Shangjiao had Jin Fu send her a bunch of rare goodies to trap her, which ended up making him extremely embarrassed and forcing her to rescue him. In the end, all three of them were beaten to a pulp by her "Relaxing Muscles, Activating Collaterals, Activating Blood Circulation and Removing Stasis Palm" and had to lie in bed for half a month.

Just when she was able to get up and felt that she was able to do it again, she followed her father Zheng and asked him to go to the laurel tree facing the big window of her study to drink tea and listen to the piano while she was busy dealing with the affairs of the Zheng family. He even dared to raise his glass to provoke her, and they were both beaten up again. They stayed in bed for another half a month...

Just say, if she didn't really regard him as her second uncle, how could he be alive and kicking until now? She didn't even look at where those Wufengs who angered her were.

"So...were you the one who drugged everyone outside the secret passage that day?"

Zhang Xueming's heart skipped a beat, but he answered firmly: "No." Good boy, are you waiting for me here?

Zhang Xueming was a little curious about what Gong Yuanzheng wanted to know, so he urged him to continue playing the game with trembling hands and a hoarse voice: "Master Zheng, do you have any other questions? Just ask."

He was silent for a few seconds before asking, "Do you have any ill will towards Gongmen?"

"No."

"Will you do anything that is detrimental to the palace?"

"No." With the God of Wealth around, she would not do anything to kill the goose that lays the golden eggs.

"Do you really have so many people serving you at home?"

"Really." She could do everything by herself. She could do everything. If she had the conditions, she would just enjoy it and not move a finger.

"How many sets of clothes do you usually change into each day at home? Are your clothes really that expensive?"

"Five sets, really."

"...I don't have any questions to ask." Gong Yuanzheng puffed his lips and took back the black bug. In fact, except for the black bug twisting a few times in Zhang Xueming's palm after it was freed from its shackles, it remained as quiet as a dead body. It's easy to imagine that some answers may not be true, but he just wanted to believe her.

Zhang Xueming smiled secretly in his heart, and his eyes turned red in a second. He turned his head and looked at Gong Yuanzheng, as if he was indignant that he was smuggling his own ideas into the game, and tears appeared in his eyes: "Even if Mr. Zheng doesn't believe me, he should believe in Mr. Gong Er's judgment of people."

Gong Yuanzheng was shocked by her excellent acting skills. He quickly took off his gloves and held her face: "Don't cry, I don't disbelieve you! I am, I am..." He was always uneasy, afraid that such a day was just a dream.

He couldn't help but have red eyes, and in a blink, tears fell faster than Zhang Xueming: "Zhao Zhao, don't be angry with me. From now on, I will believe whatever you say. I won't test you like this again."

Zhang Xueming was also startled, and the tears that he hadn't held back fell, "Aren't we playing a game? Why did you drop gold beans again? You broke the rules!" He didn't care if Su Rong saw him, and hurriedly held his hand to comfort him, "Stop crying, how can you stop playing a game halfway? I said, 'Even if Mr. Zheng doesn't believe me, he should believe Mr. Gong Er's judgment of people.' What should you say now?"

Gong Yuanzheng held her hand with his backhand, not caring about himself, and took out a handkerchief from his waist belt to wipe Zhang Xueming's tears first. On the corner of the handkerchief was embroidered a golden retriever puppy with its tongue sticking out and looking extremely well-behaved.

He choked up a little and continued, "That's right, there's a long way to go."

Zhang Xueming took the handkerchief from his hand, raised his hand to wipe his tears, and asked him with a smile: "This insect is so magical that it can recognize people's lies. Where did you get it from, Mr. Zheng?"

Gong Yuanzheng burst into laughter, lowered his head playfully, and gently touched her forehead with his own: "I was kidding, it's just a medicinal ingredient. There is no such thing in the world that can see into people's hearts. If there really is such a thing, it would have been destroyed long ago."

Zhang Xueming's eyes dimmed, and he lowered his eyes and said softly: "Shouldn't it be treated as a treasure? Why would you destroy it?"

Gong Yuanzheng shook her hand in confusion, as if asking her what was wrong, but he said, "Everyone claims to pursue the truth, but always avoids facing it. Everyone claims to despise secrets, but everyone has secrets. The abyss has a bottom, and the human heart is hard to predict. The human heart is the thing that cannot withstand the test of the world."

Zhang Xueming suddenly raised her eyes and smiled, as if she wanted to see into his heart, and she could indeed: "What about A Yuan? Is A Yuan afraid of me prying into his heart?"

Gong Yuanzheng held her hand tightly, and smiled innocently, "Others can't, but Zhao Zhao can watch if she wants."

The tender hand in his hand suddenly turned into a slippery fish and slipped away. Before Gong Yuanzheng could frown, a soft body with a faint fragrance appeared in his arms.

Zhang Xueming put his arms around the boy's slender waist, exerted a little force, and then let go of the embrace. Looking at the surprised face, he smiled mischievously: "Ayuan's words are really touching, and his waist is really thin~"