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

Zhang Xueming pretended not to hear. No matter how many times he said it, Gong Yuanzheng came up to him. Besides, she saved Gong Yuanzheng's life. Wasn't it what she deserved to spend a year happily with a lively and bright young man of the same age?

Gong Shangjiao had no choice but to go to the temporary teahouse to get a porcelain bowl filled with warm water. He tapped the wooden edge of the screen with his fingers and turned his face away from her: "Drink some water, don't choke."

The screen was pushed open again. Zhang Xueming took the water and drank it in one gulp. He handed the empty bowl back to him, closed the screen, straightened his clothes, took off Gong Yuanzheng's thick velvet cloak, shook it, and spread it back on the bed. He lay down on it, folded his hands on his lower abdomen, and lay down peacefully.

Gong Shangjiao was so angry at her stubborn attitude that he said, "There will be hot porridge and snacks later. Don't you want to eat them?"

Zhang Xueming pretended to be dead.

"Okay, then go to sleep. I'll take you back to Jiao Palace when you wake up." Gong Shangjiao nodded. "By the way, I'm the young master now. When Master Zheng wakes up, I can become the wife of the young master of the palace. Maybe I can even become..."

"call out--"

A deflated skin bag flew out.

Gong Shangjiao calmly stepped aside and reached out to take it.

"Hiss~" He held his numb wrist and gritted his teeth, "Zheng Zhaozhao, are you crazy? You used your internal force to throw something?"

"call out--"

Another deflated skin bag flew out.

Gong Shangjiao quickly dodged.

The leather bag fell to the ground with only a small "pop" sound.

It was as if someone had reached out and slapped him lightly on the face, and uttered a single syllable in mockery: "Ha!"

It's not very harmful, it's very insulting.

Gong Shangjiao got angry for a moment.

Zhang Xueming has been of this bad character ever since they met.

Her own father was always beaten badly when he provoked her. The time he was beaten the worst, her own father was bedridden for half a month. What could he do?

I can only comfort myself and forgive her with a smile.

"Forget it, I was just joking with you. The plan has changed. If you really go to the Jiao Palace, and I let the young master's wife run away in the future, I'm afraid there will be rumors in the palace again." Gong Shangjiao shook his sleeves, bent down to pick up the leather bag that had fallen to the ground, put the two together and stuffed them into his sleeve pocket.

"call out--"

Something else was thrown out of the cubicle.

Gong Shangjiao hesitated for a moment, but still stepped aside and let it fall to the ground. It was better to bend over for a while than to have his hands numbed by the shock. Anyway, Zhang Xueming just liked to mess with people's mentality, so why didn't he just ignore it?

This time what was thrown out was a ball of paper.

When it was opened, there were eight pieces of paper, all filled with tiny calligraphy.

The first two pages described everything Zhang Xueming had seen and heard since she left home until that night. They were all objective descriptions without any personal feelings. Except for the part that she "saw" with her spiritual consciousness and the fact that she improvised to prepare the potion to knock everyone down, she did not miss anything else, including the smallest details.

The next six are listed by Zhang Xueming:

1. Gong Yuanzheng's various offensive behaviors towards her that night;

2. the damage to her reputation caused by those actions and the foreseeable adverse consequences;

3. Her unconscious behavior of using her inner strength to neutralize the poison for Gong Yuanzheng;

4. Based on the above reasons, she asked Gong Yuanzheng’s “guardian” Gong Shangjiao for the corresponding compensation and thank-you bills.

It was not as good as she had imagined, that she could just go with the flow and leave him alone to go to Zheng Palace and find new friends to play with.

Gong Shangjiao saw stars in front of his eyes.

With Zhang Xueming's calculations, he had worked for her for nothing for most of last year.

And it turned out that she didn't deliberately mislead her brother Yuanzheng to approach her and offend her, but wanted her brother Yuanzheng to take the initiative to welcome her into the palace?

This is impossible!

This is not okay!!

"Zhao Zhao, this bill is very reasonable. But, in fact, we can take a slightly longer-term view." Gong Shangjiao said in a low voice.

He recounted the details: "Look, brother Yuanzheng did offend you, but you saved his life regardless of past grudges. It just so happens that the situation has changed and it is not convenient for you to stay in Jiao Palace for a while, so let brother Yuanzheng promise to welcome you into Zheng Palace, isn't that good?

He is about the same age as you and looks handsome. Although he has a quick temper, he is kind-hearted, talkative and cheerful, and he fell in love with you at first sight. If you go to Zheng Palace, he will definitely treat you well.

Think about it, when the time comes, he will accompany you to eat, drink, play, study medicine and poison, learn swordsmanship, practice calligraphy and painting... The benefits are too numerous to count. It would be great if someone would accompany you to compete every day and you could be happy every day.

Look again, he is yours, what else is not yours? It is only natural that he supports you!

You may not know this, but in recent years, the poison sales of Brother Yuanzheng have accounted for the bulk of the palace's income.

Well, let’s put it this way. As his older brother, I raised him and I don’t want him to work so hard to earn money to support the family. It’s not impossible to subsidize him occasionally…”

He asked tentatively: "Zhao Zhao, if you don't say anything, I will take it as your consent?"

"call out--"

Another ball of paper flew out.

Gong Shangjiao picked it up and opened it. There were only four words on it: "According to the bill."

The meaning was obvious: "Don't mention men, I just want money."

Gong Shangjiao held the papers and hesitated behind the desk for a long time.

Porridge and snacks were delivered, the spare clothes of the brides-to-be were delivered to the various injury wards, and the dowry boxes and personal belongings that the assassin brought into the palace were also delivered to the empty room next door.

Gong Shangjiao let out a long sigh and decided to agree to get the person into Zheng Palace first, so that the little ancestor would not be unhappy and make everyone unhappy with her.

"Okay, I'll pay the bill, as long as Zhao Zhao is willing to enter the palace."

He originally thought he had no choice but to stay with Zhang Xueming forever, but ever since he found out that Gong Yuanzheng was willing to jump into the trap, and was doing it happily, he no longer wanted to put himself in a difficult position.

There was no movement inside, obviously a tacit agreement.

Gong Shangjiao loosened his clenched fists and wiped the sweat off his sleeves calmly.

Once the decision is made and the matter is settled, relief is just around the corner.

Gong Shangjiao was in a good mood and put the food box on the table in the dining room: "Zhao Zhao, I put the porridge and snacks here. Don't eat them all. Leave half for yourself, so that your brother Yuanzheng won't get suspicious when he comes back."

He closed the door and told Jin Fu: "Brother Yuanzheng is here, tell him to come to the next room to find me."

Gong Yuanzheng was still in another makeshift consultation room, looking through medical records and cursing the doctors in the clinic.

He kept calling people "idiots" one after another, so crisp and bright that the doctors, who were the best at prescribing Taifang medicine, could not even raise their heads.

Gong Yuanzheng adhered to the principle of "smile transfer" and successfully made the doctors no longer smile. Only then did he go back to his brother with a smile.

Jin Fu stopped him and said, "Master Zheng, the master is waiting for you in the next room."

Gong Yuanzheng nodded, but still opened the door and went in: "I'll drink some water before I go find my brother. I've been scolding those useless idiots until my mouth is dry."

When I passed by the dining room, I found that half of the snacks and porridge were still left in the food boxes. I couldn't help but smile: "Brother is so good to me."

He simply sat down and took another set of clean bowls and chopsticks, finished the snacks and porridge that his "brother" had specially left for him, and poured himself some warm water from the kettle to drink.

I can really feel my brother's love everywhere~

Gong Yuanzheng ran to the cubicle happily.

He just took a look, just one look, and then went to find his brother.

then……

"Hmm?" He blinked in confusion and reached out to touch Zhang Xueming's lips.

The fingers were once again bounced away by Zhang Xueming's internal force.

He leaned over, propped one hand on her pillow, and got close to look at her peach-colored lips without the lipstick covering them. His brows were furrowed, and he murmured, "Why are my lips fading? What's the symptom?"