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

Gong Ziyu felt the female assassin's grip on him loosen, so he quickly straightened up. Turning around, he saw Zhang Xueming had just put the unconscious Cheng Angyun on the ground.

"It was you who saved me." Gong Ziyu used an affirmative sentence instead of a question.

He turned his head away dejectedly, and his ears and cheeks felt as if they were on fire.

Her martial arts skills are so good that she subdued the assassin without making any noise!

She was so kind that she took action so quickly to break his predicament!

Is she... afraid that he would get hurt and can't bear to see him suffer?

The more Gong Ziyu thought about it, the more he felt that it was true, and the more he thought about it, the more moved he became.

He was ashamed of himself for being easily tricked and losing face in front of Zhang Xueming, but he couldn't help but steal glances at her out of the corner of his eye with bright eyes, over and over again.

He completely forgot about the other bride candidates who were poisoned and unconscious around him, forgot about Jin Fan who was still fighting with Yun Weishan in the distance, and also forgot that standing next to him was Gong Yuanzheng, the annoying guy who ranked number one in his mind.

Gong Ziyu, who was five feet seven inches (one meter eighty-nine) tall, was like a shy young wife, and her words were a little stammering: "Thank you very much, Miss Zheng Er."

"No, no, it's just a small favor, not worth mentioning." Zhang Xueming cursed this guy in his heart for being shameless. He tried to act innocent after tripping someone up, but he responded with a polite smile. His voice was like the sound of a spring or the sound of a stringed instrument, and his words were also very sincere: "Master Yu knew how skilled I, Zheng Nanyi, was, but he was still so kind-hearted that he risked his life to protect me. I should be the one thanking you."

Gong Ziyu automatically ignored everything else and only took the fifteen words "You are so kind-hearted and sacrificed your life to protect me. This should be my way of thanking you" seriously. She blushed so much that she could hardly raise her head. She stammered, "You don't have to be so polite. I, I am not as good as Miss Zheng Er said."

What the hell!? Zhang Xueming almost thought there was something wrong with his ears.

Suddenly, there was a "puff" sound from the side. It turned out that Gong Yuanzheng, who was watching the show with his arms folded, couldn't help laughing out loud.

Zhang Xueming tilted his head slightly to ask: "Master Yu, who is this..."

Just because her spiritual consciousness "saw" something didn't mean she had seen it. If there were any mistakes in the details, there would only be more trouble.

Before Gong Ziyu could speak, Gong Yuanzheng suddenly stopped smiling and shouted at Zhang Xueming in a serious tone, "Zheng Nanyi, stand still!"

He walked quickly forward, stretched out his hands and slowly approached Zhang Xueming's cheek.

Gong Ziyu was startled by Gong Yuanzheng's sudden shout.

After realizing what was happening, he was about to go up and pull Gong Yuanzheng away, but he saw that his expression was solemn, as if he was facing a great enemy. He was afraid that he had really discovered some potential danger that was threatening Zhang Xueming's life, so he had to withdraw his hand in disappointment and wait for the result.

The fingers wrapped in black protective gloves inlaid with gold wire slowly opened, and the gold chain rubies hanging from the left and right edges of the red veil fell into the gap between his index and middle fingers.

Suddenly, her fingers closed and clamped the gold chain with the ruby, her palm flipped upwards, and the bright red veil was lifted up.

Gong Yuanzheng grabbed the red veil and hid it behind his back. Relying on being taller than Zhang Xueming, he looked down at her with a condescending attitude. The corners of his mouth curved into a sly smile of success, and he raised his eyebrows proudly: "What are you doing with a piece of red cloth on your head in the middle of the night? No one else has it, but you do. You are so different. Whose attention are you trying to attract? The young master?"