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

The small temple was not affected by the battle, and the lanterns were hanging safely under the eaves.

Ten meters away, Gong Yuanzheng's angry face was clearly visible, and the mess behind him was also clearly visible.

Zhang Xueming finally knew who sent the distress flare.

I had just promised the young master in the afternoon that I would not use my internal energy or do anything that would exhaust my energy for half a month, but I was caught in the act in the evening. I was so embarrassed that I could dig a palace out of it with my toes.

For example, a husband who loves drinking has just promised his wife not to drink for half a month, but when his friend asked him to drink, he couldn't help but go out. He also lied that he was working overtime. When he came back from partying, he found that his wife had been following him. He couldn't fool her anymore...

Hey, is there something wrong with this metaphor?

Never mind, it's just so embarrassing anyway.

What should we do now?

Are you laughing?

Laugh.

Zhang Xueming's lips curved up in a slightly embarrassed arc, with a hint of flattery: "It's so cold outside, why don't you wear more clothes, Ayuan?"

Gong Yuanzheng was so angry that he strode over with a knife in his hand. He snorted coldly, bumped her shoulder lightly, and went into the small hall on his own.

Yes, Gong Yuanzheng climbed out the window, less than a minute after Zhang Xueming and Gong Huanyu started fighting.

He also cleverly used a poisoned hidden weapon to threaten Jin Miao who was chasing him.

What can Jin Miao do as he is a Green Jade Servant and has no Herbs to eat?

As long as Gong Yuanzheng doesn't run to the battlefield, Jin Miao will have to help him if he wants to climb up the roof and tear off the tiles.

People who practice martial arts have good eyesight, so they were only about twenty meters away and could look down from above. The lighting in the Zheng Palace was strong today, so they were able to watch most of the battle.

Including the way Zhang Xueming's body is outlined, and the weird smile she shows when she is excited.

After accidentally seeing the true face of the stunning beauty, Jin Miao, who was still frightened, could not look at her directly. He could only bite the bullet and whisper, "I'm sorry, Miss Zhao, I guarded the door but not the window. I failed in my duty."

Zhang Xueming was too embarrassed to agree with him and said, "It's not your fault. The noise was indeed a bit loud."

Is that just a little too loud? Jin Miao looked back at the broken trees and rubble in the courtyard and the collapsed eaves. If you didn't know, you might think it was a ground dragon turning over and a storm sweeping in. The noise was so loud that it could wake up the dead.

Zhang Xueming was still preparing himself mentally when he suddenly heard several sharp sounds around Zheng Palace. He looked up and saw a sudden flash of red light, dyeing the night sky red.

"I guess this is the noise that would occur if Wu Feng attacked the palace gate..." Jin Miao murmured.

"If you can't speak, shut up." Zhang Xueming glared at him angrily, "Go guard outside the gate. If someone comes later, you will be responsible for explaining."

After she finished speaking, she went into the small hall.

Jin Miao looked at her disappearing figure in disbelief, but he didn't dare to protest. After a while, he threw the long knife he picked up to the ground, wiped his face, and resigned himself to picking up a thick branch in the courtyard, poking the former young master who was lying motionless a few times.

Gong Huanyu's limbs were powerless and the pain at the broken parts was unbearable, but he managed to raise his head and stare at Jin Miao.

Jin Miao was startled and took two steps back, looking at the big face covered with dust and sweat. He changed his mind and pretended not to recognize him and just asked who he was.

Gong Huanyu was sweating profusely from the pain, but he stubbornly clenched his teeth and said nothing.

After asking twice, Jin Miao pretended to be impatient, left the man where he was, and went to stop the two secret guards who were still crawling towards the gate. After asking about the situation, the three of them went to the outside of the gate of Zheng Palace to wait for the rescue team to arrive.

Thinking about the ruins in the front yard of Zheng Palace, Jin Miao thought to himself: The intruders have been dealt with by the mistress of Zheng Palace herself, and the newcomers are helpless. Why not ask them to help clean up the mess? Since they are here, Zheng Palace doesn't have to borrow people to do the work tomorrow. So he made the decision happily.

……

The small hall was quiet, and the maids were taken to the next room by Qingzhi.

Zhang Xueming stood outside the piano room, wanting to lift the curtain but not daring to.

This state of helplessness rarely occurs to her.

The last time was in the winter when she was twelve years old. She went on patrol outside the city with her second brother without telling her adoptive parents, and had an encounter with a small group of barbarians who came to raid the grass valley. Because she was injured, when she came back to see Zhang's mother, she stood at the door of the house and couldn't move.

In the end, it was Zhang's mother who came out and pulled her in...

The door curtain was opened with a swish, and the tall and handsome young man reached out and pulled her into the house. Then he let her go and pointed at her seat: "Go and sit down."

Zhang Xueming sat down obediently, put his hands on his thighs, straightened his back, and stared at his fingers.

"Look at me." Gong Yuanzheng said in a stern tone.

Zhang Xueming pursed her lips and looked up at him.

It was as if time had gone back and she was back to the pharmacy in the afternoon. The young man opposite her looked at her expressionlessly. His eyes slowly turned red and filled with tears. In a blink, tears fell like pearls from a broken string.

He carried out his threat well.

Just cry in front of her and she will see it.

And she didn't say anything, just cried.

That look was as complicated as Zhang's mother's at the beginning.

Angry, caring, and afraid...

Zhang Xueming felt numb all over.

The satisfaction from combat was gone.

What is the fun of fighting but the crematorium afterwards?

That's it.

Zhang Xueming can easily distinguish between sincerity and falsehood. But because he can distinguish, he is helpless against such sincerity.

I cannot let you down, and I dare not let you down.

No matter how many tricks she had, she couldn't use them. She had countless thoughts in an instant, and she finally chose the dumbest one: "I'm sorry, Ayuan, I was wrong."

He kept saying this over and over again, just like when he faced Zhang's mother's tears twelve years ago. He waited for the verdict and gave up even struggling.

Gong Yuanzheng still didn't speak, only his shallow breathing proved his presence.

The tears fell silently, causing Zhang Xueming's heart to ache.

Finally, Gong Yuanzheng spoke in a tearful voice: "Zheng Zhaozhao, you said you were wrong, then tell me where you were wrong?"

Great, she knows the answer to this question.

Zhang Xueming perked up and bowed his head to admit his mistakes: "I shouldn't have ignored my body and went to fight when I should have been resting. I shouldn't have forgotten my original purpose when I met a rare opponent and deliberately let him win to prolong the fight. I shouldn't have violated the agreement with Ayuan, I shouldn't have lied to Ayuan, and I shouldn't have made Ayuan worry about me..."

The words Gong Yuanzheng had prepared got stuck in his throat, making him cry even more happily.

He had been planning to copy the touching words his brother said when he was teaching him a lesson, but Zhao Zhao didn't even bother to defend herself and honestly admitted her fault, with no intention of hiding it at all. If he continued to nag at her, wouldn't that be a bit too aggressive? Would she get impatient?

It was obvious that he was not good at fighting and had little internal strength, but he liked to rush forward. Zhao Zhao was afraid that something might happen to him, so she kept it a secret from him and asked Jin Miao to watch him. Zhao Zhao finally met an opponent who could fight her for a few moves, but even though she enjoyed the fight, she did not forget to contain Gong Huanyu in the front yard and protect the small temple well...

"Ayuan, don't cry." Zhang Xueming took advantage of his absent-mindedness to walk around the table and came to his side. She handed him a handkerchief with fat cat slaves embroidered on the four corners and looked at him eagerly.

"You are not allowed to do this again." He went to fight alone without telling me.

"I remember."

"I will become stronger." Even if I'm not as strong as you, I will definitely be able to help you next time, whether it's poison, hidden weapons or something else.

"I will never abandon you no matter what I do in the future."

"We agreed on this. You must not forget it." Once you have said something, you must be responsible for it to the end.

"Not anymore."

congratulations!congratulations!

Zhang Xueming finally managed to coax her little master before Gong Shangjiao and the elders arrived.