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

What to look at?

Of course, it was to see the Izumo Chonglian that Gong Yuanzheng secretly cultivated.

In a secret pharmacy that was deliberately kept dimly lit, three Izumo lotus plants were placed in the same incubator.

The dark green stems and leaves are not clear, and only three crystal-white flower buds can be seen nestled together intimately, emitting a faint fluorescent blue light. They look like gems suspended in mid-air, stunningly beautiful.

Is this really something that should exist in this world?

Gong Shangjiao and Zhang Xueming, two well-traveled and knowledgeable people, were so shocked that they were speechless. They forgot that Gong Yuanzheng had suddenly stopped them outside the door in panic. When they hurried in and came out, the corner of the right side of the waist belt that was exposed was very familiar, with a red ruby ​​hanging from a gold chain.

Gong Yuanzheng's face was still hot, and while they were distracted, he quietly tried to tuck the red veil back into his waistband. Suddenly, he found that a corner of the veil was exposed. He was panicked for a moment, but quickly comforted himself: the whole veil was not exposed, and his brother and Zhao Zhao would definitely not be able to tell what it was. Young people love beauty, so what's wrong with having more decorations on the waist?

He quickly adjusted it so that the bright red satin triangle with a gold chain and rubies hanging from it would appear more like an original decoration on the waist belt, and looked at Gong Shangjiao and Zhang Xueming as if nothing had happened.

Oh, they are still staring at Izumo Juren in a trance.

Following their gaze towards the beautiful Izumo Juren who seemed like something out of a dream, Gong Yuanzheng raised the corner of his mouth with a hint of pride.

When he cultivated the first Izumo heavy lotus, he had no experience and always thought that if something went wrong during the cultivation process, it would be bad to give his brother too much expectations and let him down. So he simply waited until the flower bloomed and then gave it to his brother as a surprise. However, after the flower bloomed, it was snatched away by someone else.

Gong Yuanzheng had originally planned to do this this time, but who knew that Gong Huanyu would come to kill people last night? When Gong Huanyu threw the long knife at him, even Jin Miao didn't react in time. If it wasn't for...

It is no exaggeration to say that it is a life-and-death situation.

The only thought that flashed through his mind at that time was: What a pity. If he had known earlier, he would have let his brother and Zhao Zhao see Izumo Juren first. Now that he is gone, Izumo Juren will not survive. It is a pity that his brother and Zhao Zhao could not see such beauty.

He didn't die, but the thought didn't disappear. So before the flowers bloomed, he wanted to let his brother and Zhao Zhao see them with their own eyes, to see the miracle he had cultivated with all his heart.

"It's so beautiful." Zhang Xueming sighed. Judging from her level 4 planting skills, she couldn't grow such a strange flower. As for the efficacy of this strange flower, the current physical condition of Manager Jia's son is the best evidence: he has been resurrected, his eight extraordinary meridians are all open, and he has infinite strength.

Gong Shangjiao let out a long sigh: "Yes, it's really beautiful." This is the most beautiful thing in the world, but now it appears in front of him. It is not a noun in his brother's mouth, nor is it a simple and extremely simple paragraph in an ancient book.

Zhang Xueming did not hide her excitement. She waved at Gong Yuanzheng, who was smiling brightly, with bright eyes: "Come here quickly so I can take a good look at our young master who has created a miracle!"

Oh, Zhao Zhao is always so enthusiastic and straightforward~Brother is still here. Gong Yuanzheng thought to himself, blushing and walking quickly. When Zhang Xueming raised her hand, he obediently bent slightly, put his head in her palm, and rubbed it.

Zhang Xueming smiled and touched his head, grabbed his pigtails and shook the little bells on them, touched his cheek, and finally gave him a hug.

"Zhao Zhao, don't you want to praise me?" Gong Yuanzheng pouted in dissatisfaction.

"How else can I praise you? You were able to successfully cultivate the long-extinct miracle medicine twice. This can't be said to be luck. It was a miracle created by you, Ayuan, with your extraordinary care, patience and love. It is a miracle that belongs only to Ayuan." Zhang Xueming grabbed his hand and shook it. "I was so shocked that I can't think of any good words. I only remember one sentence."

Just these few sentences were enough for Gong Yuanzheng to ponder for a long time, but he didn't expect there was more. He asked, "What did you say?"

Gong Shangjiao also pricked up his ears silently.

"Nothing in the world is better than you." Zhang Xueming looked into Gong Yuanzheng's eyes and smiled sweetly, "Ayuan is the greatest miracle in the world."

boom!

A burning heat crept up his face, and Gong Yuanzheng felt as if smoke was coming out of his head. He shyly hid behind Gong Shangjiao, unable to utter a word.

These two people! Gong Shangjiao, who was unexpectedly fed with dog food, glared at the unfazed girl... and then turned his head to look at his taller brother with a look of disappointment: You are so tall, why are you so shameless? She teased you, but you didn't tease her back? What's the point of hiding behind your brother? Do you expect your brother to help you fight back? In terms of talking skills, ten of your brothers can't stand up to her.

There was really no other way. Seeing his brother about to find a crack in the ground to crawl into, Gong Shangjiao could only clear his throat and try to save the situation: "We are going to pour the morning dew we brought in on the flowerpot now? How? Pour it directly into the flowerpot?"

"No, no!" Gong Yuanzheng hurriedly walked out from behind him, his face red and he still didn't dare to look at Zhang Xueming, but his attitude had become serious.

He pointed to Gong Shangjiao and saw that next to the flowerpot with the Izumo lotus there were four blue and white porcelain vases that were slightly taller than the flowerpot.

Gong Yuanzheng put on gold-wire gloves as thin as a cicada's wings, opened the door of the incubator, quickly took out all the porcelain bottles, and brought out four long cotton threads.

He took off his gloves and cleaned the inside and outside of the porcelain bottle with a small brush in the wooden basin. He then cut four new cotton threads, put one end into the porcelain bottle, and filled the bottle with morning dew.

Then put on gloves, open the box and put the bottle in, and gently place the other end of the cotton thread on a section of the root of the Izumo Juren that is protruding from the soil.

Gong Yuanzheng operated skillfully, taking off and putting on the gloves, not feeling bothered at all.

Gong Shangjiao and Zhang Xueming were both amazed at what they saw.

"They are very delicate. They can't tolerate strange smells, temperature changes, or unclean morning dew. The medicine solution should be watered once every three days, and it doesn't matter if they don't drink the morning dew for a few days. But when there is morning dew to drink, it is up to them to decide how much they want to drink. If the cotton thread for absorbing water gets stuck to the soil, it has to be replaced the next day..." Gong Yuanzheng listed them all like the back of his hand, and as he spoke, he always felt that these descriptions were very similar to a person?

He couldn't help but look at Zhang Xueming who was helping him wash bottles and change cotton thread, and found that his brother was doing the same thing. The two brothers smiled knowingly and tacitly looked away before Zhang Xueming looked up.

Before leaving the secret hut, Gong Shangjiao patted his arm and said, "Brother Yuanzheng, you have done a great job. It is better than I expected."

Gong Yuanzheng immediately smiled, showing his big white teeth.

Gong Shangjiao raised his eyebrows at Zhang Xueming, then ran away after provoking him. He was in such a good mood that his steps became lighter.

Gong Yuanzheng was left behind. When the door was closed, Zhang Xueming grabbed her pigtail and bent her waist, and kissed her so hard that she didn't know what day it was.

"If your brother provokes me again in the future, I won't bother to deal with him." Zhang Xueming licked her slightly swollen lips, suddenly pulled out the red veil from Gong Yuanzheng's waist, unfolded it and covered his head with it.

She pinched the two corners of the veil and gently lifted it up a little. She looked at the young man with watery eyes and was still gasping for breath, and smiled like a big bad wolf who had caught a lamb: "When you come back, I will kiss you until you cry... Brothers must pay their debts!"