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

Gong Yuanzheng didn't move, and Zhang Xueming didn't move either.

"What's the matter that requires inviting Miss Zheng Er to the Zhiren Palace?" Facing not Gong Shangjiao and Zhang Xueming, Gong Yuanzheng's previous softness and cuteness disappeared. His eyebrows were gloomy again, and there was only cold arrogance on his immature face. In his heart, he was muttering: Didn't my brother say that he would first obtain Zhao Zhao's consent before reporting to Zhiren and the Elders' Council? My brother has so much confidence in me, and he is sure that I can convince Zhao Zhao before sending her to the Women's Guest House, so why not just do it first and report later? Alas, my brother is too impatient and asked someone to come on time. I can't let Zhao Zhao think it was my idea.

The four yellow jade servants all trembled slightly, as if awakened from a dream, and hurriedly turned their gaze away from the half of Zhang Xueming's face that was exposed. Out of shame, they all saluted to Gong Yuanzheng with their fists clasped, lowering their eyebrows and eyes, appearing much more respectful than before.

Gong Yuanzheng had walked all the way from the clinic to the female guest house, and he was already used to the reactions of the palace guards when they first saw Zhang Xueming. Didn't you see that many Jade Guards were falling down from the big trees with lush branches and leaves near the clinic gate like dumplings?

No knowledge! As usual, he glanced at the four yellow jade servants with contempt, and when he turned to Zhang Xueming, he turned back into a well-behaved young man with pure eyes and a bright smile: "Zhao Zhao, brother asked us to go to the Blade Hall because of something urgent."

Zhang Xueming nodded to show that he had heard it, then turned and nodded to Madam Fu, saying, "Qingzhi and Surong will have to stay in the women's guest house for the time being. Madam Fu, please take care of them."

The voice was gentle and slow, yet it had an irresistible force and was full of oppression.

Seeing that Madam Fu nodded in agreement, she walked to Gong Yuanzheng and asked him, "Which way is the Zhiren Hall?"

Gong Yuanzheng pointed in a direction without knowing why. Zhang Xueming nodded to the four yellow jade servants and said, "Follow me."

She said "I'm sorry" to Gong Yuanzheng again, moved closer and put her arms around his waist.

Before Gong Yuanzheng could react, he felt something invisible suddenly emerge from her hands and enveloped him from head to toe in the blink of an eye. It felt extremely familiar.

Then the waist tightened and the person flew into the air.

When he came to his senses, he saw the scenery on both sides rising and falling, and receding at a very fast speed. He felt dizzy after looking at it for a few more seconds. The wind was whistling in his ears, but not a single gust of wind could reach him.

"Zhao Zhao..." Gong Yuanzheng turned his head blankly to look at Zhang Xueming.

When you get closer, you can clearly see through the veil that the stunning face has no expression at the moment, and unexpectedly appears a bit cold; the eyes are as calm as water, and the cold and aloof temperament has long since transformed into a superior indifference, as if the gods are looking down on the world, and kindness and compassion are just people's imagination.

But when she responded and turned to look at him, in just a flash, she was once again the gentle, bright-eyed, dignified yet smart young lady: "What's wrong, Ayuan?"

The voice is gentle, but what he does is not gentle at all.

Zhang Xueming suddenly jumped up and easily landed on the crown of a tall tree with Gong Yuanzheng. From time to time, she tapped the branches with her toes to leverage her strength to move forward, leaping and moving in the deep green that had not yet been completely covered by snow. She had no idea where those yellow jade servants had been thrown away.

Gong Yuanzheng did not answer. He looked down at the white and lush green of the snow under his feet, then looked up at the gray sky and the snowflakes that never fell on him, then suddenly turned his head to look at her in the bright red clothes.

This time, Zhang Xueming only glanced at him from the corner of his eye: "A Yuan, what's wrong with you?"

She showed no intention of stopping or lowering her altitude. This time, she didn't even turn around to look him in the face.

Perhaps she herself did not realize that this carelessness that was revealed unintentionally was in itself extremely arrogant... but also extremely attractive.

Gong Yuanzheng still didn't say anything, but his sudden burning gaze revealed his feelings.

He stared at Zhang Xueming steadily, his gaze sliding from her slightly upturned eyes to the plump lips under the veil, and then slowly climbing from the plump lips under the veil to her slightly upturned eyes. His Adam's apple rolled, his chest heaved violently, his heart pounded, and the corners of his mouth were pulled higher and higher.

Gong Yuanzheng felt that he might be sick. He couldn't look away, his heart was beating wildly, his body temperature was rising, he had an uneasy restlessness... and also, the strange urge to hold her close, hug her, lock her, and hide her.

After a long while, he turned his head with difficulty and looked forward, uttering a low, hoarse voice, as if sighing: "Zhao Zhao, you are so beautiful."

The coldness and indifference that he had seen in a glimpse before, and the undisguised strength and arrogance now, were so beautiful that they made him tremble.

My body and mind were trembling with excitement.

The young man who accidentally saw the tip of the iceberg silently clenched his fists, trying hard to suppress the growing possessiveness in his heart, and tried hard to control the upward curve of the corners of his mouth, trying his best to make his smile sunny and bright, rather than morbid and stubborn.

However, he didn't notice that the girl next to him was silently glancing at his face out of the corner of her eye. No matter if it was a sinister and fierce look or a crazy and paranoid smile... no matter how short it existed, it could not escape her eyes.

Her eyelashes fluttered, surprise appeared in her bright eyes, and the curve of her rosy lips under the veil gradually widened, barely stopping at the dividing line between seductive and scary.

Hey, look what I found! Zhang Xueming's mood suddenly became very good, so good that she almost couldn't help laughing out loud.

It turns out that Gong Shangjiao's younger brother who was hiding in the palace gate had not only a rebellious, arrogant and indifferent side, not only a sunny, innocent and sincere side, but also a sinister, morbid, crazy and paranoid side.

I don't know if there are any other appearances?

Bet on it, there’s an 80 percent chance of it happening!

What a treasure.

Zhang Xueming licked the corner of his lips quietly, and his eyes casually swept over a young man wearing a large black fur cloak who was walking down the mountain path.

The man had a tall figure and seemed a little familiar, but Zhang Xueming was too lazy to recall and looked away immediately.

Gong Yuanzheng also saw that person. Wasn’t that Gong Ziyu, whom he always disliked?

Under normal circumstances, he would definitely take the opportunity to provoke Gong Ziyu and make her jealous. But now, he didn't want anyone to notice Zhang Xueming at all. As for his brother...a brother wouldn't compete with his younger brother for him, right?

Even until his feet stepped on the ground in front of the Blade Hall, Gong Yuanzheng still felt a little unsatisfied.

Facing the guards who were surrounding him with swords and guns in hand, Gong Yuanzheng calmly took out a token from his waist and held it in front of them: "I am Gong Yuanzheng, the Palace Master of Zheng Palace. I am here to bring Miss Zheng Er to the Blade Hall to meet the Young Master on the orders of the Young Master. The four Yellow Jade Guards are following behind. If you have any questions, you can go and ask them. Now - make way!"

Jin Fu heard it from afar, and hurriedly said to the red jade servant Jin Yi who was holding a sword beside him: "Master Zheng and Miss Zheng Er are here!"

Jin Yi immediately shouted, "Didn't you hear me? Get out of the way! Please come over here, Master Zheng!"

When the others arrived, Jin Yi didn't even look at Zhang Xueming. He simply bowed to Gong Yuanzheng and turned away. "Mr. Zheng, please follow me."

Jin Fu secretly cursed this man for not recognizing a valuable item like a jade, but he did not dare to make a fuss at this time.

Who could have expected it?

The news of changing Master Jiao to the young master was scheduled to be announced to all parts of the palace tomorrow. As a result, Master Yu came to Lao Zhiren and made a fuss about this matter as soon as he woke up this morning.

No one knew what the father and son had said. Not long after Master Yu left, Jin Yi heard a strange sound in the hall. He went in and saw that the old swordsman had fainted, his eyes and mouth were crooked...

It is estimated that Master Jiao will take over the wielding of the sword.

The world is changing so fast.

"Miss Zheng Er, Mr. Zheng, please come in." Jin Fu respectfully bowed to Zhang Xueming and Gong Yuanzheng, who ignored Jin Yi, then turned around to lead the way for the two.

Miss Zheng Er had only been in the palace for one day when Young Master Jiao was promoted from the Master of Jiao Palace. In just one day, he completed the journey that he had not been able to complete in ten years.

Now it’s even more outrageous. The young master is about to become a blade wielder. In just two days, he has completed a journey that he never knew he would be able to complete in his lifetime…

However, although.

Jin Fu secretly gave Zhang Xueming a thumbs up in his heart: Old Zhiren is right, Miss Zheng is a lucky star, but it's just that the lucky ones are Mr. Jiao and Mr. Zheng, it has nothing to do with others, haha~

By the way, Mr. Yu is the kind of god-like assist that Miss Zheng Er mentioned, right?