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

In the bedroom of the side hall of Zheng Palace, Gong Yuanzheng had already fallen asleep. With his brother beside him, he slept soundly.

The cute fat cat lantern on the shelf in the corner continuously emits a faint yellowish light, which prevents the room from sinking into deep darkness, nor is it so bright as to disturb the owner's sleep.

Gong Shangjiao, who was not used to sleeping with others, stared at the soft light, listened to his brother's slow and long breathing beside him, and fell asleep unknowingly.

In the bedroom of the small hall of Zheng Palace, the small space separated by the thick bed curtain is small but warm and full of a sense of security.

Gong Zishang hid in a thick quilt wrapped in satin, her heart agitated by the unexpected long talk. Listening to the regular breathing of Zhang Xueming beside her, she couldn't sleep and didn't dare to move. She just wanted to get through this unbearable night quickly and go back to Shang Palace to do something big.

"Sister, can't sleep?" Zhang Xueming's voice sounded vaguely, scaring Gong Zishang.

"How can I possibly sleep...you've painted such a beautiful future for me." Gong Zishang pouted and muttered softly.

"Then let me give you a massage, Big Sister?" Zhang Xueming turned over and sat up, asking inquiringly, but his hand had already reached out, peeled off the quilt and easily turned Gong Zishang over.

Before Gong Zishang could protest, he held her forehead with one hand and her cervical vertebrae with the other, and from neck to back, he pushed, held, kneaded, tapped, pressed, and patted her with healing internal force, alternating between looseness and tightness in a rhythmic manner.

Gong Zishang collapsed like a pancake under her hands, meowing in comfort.

"Go to sleep." As the closing remarks came, Gong Zishang felt the back of his neck tighten and he fell asleep.

Zhang Xueming helped her turn over, covered her with the quilt, and then lay down himself.

She hadn't entered the study space to study today. She took the weaving skill test last night, and the reward included a course called "Lantern Making". It just so happened that Gong Yuanzheng would have to keep a close eye on people for the next half month, so she couldn't do anything that would require too much energy, so she would go and brush up tonight to find something to do.

The next day, all four of them got up late.

Although it was said to be late, it was actually still dark, that is, less than 6 o'clock in the morning.

Gong Yuanzheng soaked his feet with his brother at night, helped each other apply ointment and wrap their hands and feet, and slept together; in the morning, they helped each other to remove the calluses, washed up together, and got the benefit of his brother combing his hair, braiding it and putting on small bells. He was in high spirits and smiled from ear to ear.

Last night, Gong Zishang enjoyed a head-to-toe care with Zhang Xueming, experienced an extremely comfortable exclusive shoulder and back massage, and slept the most comfortable sleep of her life; after getting up in the morning, she went through the process of scrubbing her calloused skin, washing, skin care, putting on makeup, changing clothes, and combing her hair into a lily bun decorated with a few pearl flowers, which made her look young and pretty, and her eyes were curved with joy, and she was full of energy.

The small dining room was the gathering point for the four of them this morning.

Gong Zishang still called her "Gong Shangjiao" and "Gong Shangjiao" in private, but when she saw the dead fish face she mentioned, she was frightened again. Her legs went weak and she wanted to bow, but Zhang Xueming quickly pulled her back and said, "Sister, we are just talking about family etiquette here."

Gong Zishang was surprised to see Gong Shangjiao nodded. Although he still had no expression, he looked much softer. He couldn't help but wonder if the beauty's charm was so great that even his dead face couldn't resist it?

The four people were divided into men and women and sat on both sides of the dining table.

Gong Yuanzheng was reluctant to be close to his brother, and also disliked the fact that Gong Zishang was sitting too close to Zhang Xueming. He raised half of his lip and made a weird protest towards Gong Zishang, who immediately responded with the same expression.

Gong Shangjiao and Zhang Xueming pretended not to see it, lowered their eyes, smiled, picked up the spoon and drank the steaming hot drink in front of them.

"Is this soy milk?" Gong Shangjiao took a sip and raised his eyebrows.

"Well, adding walnuts, peanuts, and red dates, the bean smell is suppressed, and it tastes good." Zhang Xueming glanced at the two people who were still making faces over there, shook his head helplessly, and said, "No need to add sugar, the sweetness is just right."

I'll ask Jiao Gong's cook to come and learn when I get back. Gong Shangjiao nodded.

Because he and Gong Zishang stayed overnight at Zheng Palace, the steamed buns delivered by the kitchen this morning were all small and exquisite, one bite at a time. They came in normal shapes and various colors. They were elegant, but the quantity seemed even greater.

Gong Shangjiao saw that his brother and Gong Zishang had stopped fighting, and started to arrange the animal buns and dumplings on the plate, eating and playing. Gong Zishang followed suit and couldn't help frowning, but he saw Zhang Xueming's raised eyebrows from the corner of his eyes, so he swallowed his words of admonition and said to her instead: "He is not a child anymore, don't spoil him blindly."

Zhang Xueming's raised eyebrows returned to their original position. She smiled at Gong Yuanzheng who was looking at her: "It's okay, I'm not a child anymore, he still dotes on me." She glanced at Gong Shangjiao with a curious look and said to him: "Brother, you really have a mouth to talk about others but not about yourself. Isn't it you who dotes on us the most?"

"That's right!" Gong Yuanzheng quickly chimed in, gave her a big smile, and ate a small goldfish steamed dumpling in one bite.

"You're such a smooth talker." Gong Shangjiao glared at everyone in annoyance, but his ears turned red.

He used the serving chopsticks to pick up a braised pork bun for each of the two little ones and asked Gong Zishang, "Big sister, do you like vegetarian or braised pork?"

Gong Zishang watched their peaceful and homely interactions, and was surprised and envious. She didn't expect Gong Shangjiao to follow the two younger ones and call her "big sister". She was stunned for a moment before hurriedly answering, "Sauce, sauced meat."

Gong Shangjiao naturally picked up a braised pork bun for her and put it on the plate, and picked up a vegetable bun for himself, and ate them silently with the soy milk that had no bean smell.

Zhang Xueming noticed Gong Zishang's eyes occasionally glancing at the milk cake, so he picked up a piece for her and pushed the sugar jar in front of her: "The steamed buns, milk cake, and red bean cake are sweet, and the others are salty. Big sister, eat what you like. If you think it's not sweet enough, dip it in sugar."

The atmosphere was so good and there were so many new things that Gong Zishang gradually became immersed in the world of "eating and eating" and he ate too much without realizing it.

She knows her appetite. How much does she have to eat to be full? It's embarrassing.

She raised her head with a blushing face and wanted to say something to save her face, but was shocked to find that Gong Shangjiao was holding a piece of milk cake and biting it bit by bit as if he was playing. He had already changed to a serving chopstick in his hand, and from time to time he would pick up a bun or a steamed dumpling to feed the two little ones. He also helped to put the empty plates in front of them on the multi-layered flower table next to them, and then put the plates full of food in front of them.

The two younger ones ate without even raising their heads. They ate whatever Gong Shangjiao picked up for them happily, with no intention of putting down their chopsticks.

Gong Shangjiao tried to cover up by explaining to Gong Zishang: "They are both young and growing, and they both practice martial arts, which consumes a lot of energy. They were even tired yesterday."

Gong Zishang noticed his slightly red ears, and immediately calmed down. He also became more envious: So he is this kind of Gong Shangjiao! However, he would not let his younger siblings starve out of shame, so he is a good brother.

Better than her father. She went to her father and said that the food delivered every day was not enough, but he just said, "Then eat less, you are as fat as a pig." Mrs. Wang covered her mouth and laughed beside her...

Come to think of it, she didn't fall asleep hungry last night, didn't wake up hungry in the middle of the night and stay awake until dawn, and was able to eat a full meal this morning...all of which were the first times since her mother passed away.

In the past, when she ate with Gong Ziyu, no matter how good the food was, she would try her best not to eat too much. Otherwise, those palace gossipers would change "Shang Gong is Yu Gong's follower" to "Shang Gong went to Yu Gong to beg for food", and her father would punish her to death if he heard it.

Gong Zishang scratched his face, chuckled, and followed Gong Shangjiao's example of taking a piece of milk cake and slowly wasting time, and joined the feeding.

The conversation between the two parties last night was kept secret in the hearts of the parties involved. No one tacitly mentioned what was discussed.

After breakfast, Zhang Xueming and Gong Yuanzheng saw Gong Zishang off and ordered two palace guards to escort him.

Last night, Jin Fu led the guards of the Jiao Palace to help clean up the front yard of the Zheng Palace. After having supper, they went back.

Gong Shangjiao was about to tell Jin Ting to leave, but Gong Yuanzheng grabbed his sleeve and said, "Brother, I have something to show you and Zhao Zhao."