No one dared to share the red date rice cakes that Zhang Xueming brought. When they saw the "征" emblem with gold-painted patterns on the food box, everyone felt "uncomfortable" eating at night.

Zhang Xueming was happy not to give it to Qingzhi, so he said something polite and handed it to Qingzhi.

At this moment, the other brides-to-be have all returned to their rooms. Those who hear the noise and open the window to look in will be kindly reminded by the maids on duty: "It's Miss Zheng Er who has returned. She is the future Madam Zheng."

When Nanny Fu inadvertently heard the words "future Madam Zheng Gong", she perked up. She led the way personally, had people open the boxes for Zhang Xueming to check, and even specially moved a large wooden rack for hanging robes, intending to "invite" out the two dresses and show them to her.

Zhang Xueming had no intention of mobilizing a large force. He could tell whether there was anything wrong with his clothes by just scanning with his spiritual sense and comparing it with the image stored in the memory palace.

She sent Nanny Fu away with satisfaction, and bathed and changed her clothes with the help of Qingzhi and Su Rong. She changed into a black velvet robe with a large purple hydrangea embroidered on the left shoulder and a pair of off-white silk wide-leg pants, then sat in front of the dressing table and let Su Rong rub her head a hundred times.

A fumigation cage was lit in the room as if to suit the occasion, the doors and windows were closed, and only the three of them, the master and the servant, were left in the room.

Zhang Xueming sat in front of a half-person-high bronze mirror, and with the thumb and index finger of his right hand hidden in his sleeve, he gently twisted and crushed a small pink pill that he had just taken out of the storage space.

The powder leaked through the fingers, and the air was filled with a light scent of pear blossoms.

The two maids assigned by Gong Shangjiao to be her personal maids were unaware of anything.

His sense of smell was not very sensitive, and his alertness was not high. Zhang Xueming observed Qing Zhi and Su Rong calmly through the image reflected in the bronze mirror, waiting for the drug to take effect.

This medicine is a common item in her storage space.

It's not a poison, it just makes people relax and feel more like talking than usual. The materials are cheap and easy to get, and it works wonders when used with the Divine Sense Network.

Although the duration of the drug effect is a bit short, it is safe. No matter how much the Chinese medicine users recall it later, they will not think that someone has tampered with it. They will only attribute it to the good atmosphere and they couldn't help but say a few more words.

As long as the opponent is not a suspicious person like Gong Shangjiao who is extremely vigilant and has extraordinary perseverance, there is basically no possibility of failure.

Looking at the two maids' identical and calm faces in the bronze mirror, Zhang Xueming's spiritual sense formed a net that covered the entire room.

She didn't want to know whether Qing Zhi and Su Rong were sent by Gong Shangjiao to monitor her. That was like lice crawling on a bald man's head - it was so obvious that there was no need to waste time.

Honeycomb Coal Spirit is a pessimist. Even if they get along well, they will always prepare for the worst. He has a strong desire to control and always tries to control the direction of things. He will try even if he knows it is not feasible. It is the same no matter how many times he is beaten. Zhang Xueming is used to it and is too lazy to react to it.

Anyway, if she really wants to do something and let people around her find out before she does it, then she is not Zhang Xueming anymore.

She just wanted to get some valuable information from these seemingly insignificant but well-informed subordinates, and also listen to their comments on the information.

Zhang Xueming calculated the time and asked softly in a soothing tone: "Qingzhi, did Aunt Fu say that the marriage selection ceremony will be held early this morning?"

Qing Zhi was assigned to Zhang Xueming as a personal maid after Gong Shangjiao carefully asked Nanny Jin about everything that had happened since she entered the Jiao Palace.

Nanny Jin secretly told Qingzhi about this.

Qing Zhi sensed something unusual in Gong Shangjiao's behavior - Gong Shangjiao valued this "Second Miss Zheng" very much. It was definitely not about love between men and women, and she didn't dare to ask what it was specifically, so she could only take it one step at a time.

Although she lost the position of the next candidate for the position of the internal affairs manager of the Corner Palace, she was not upset. The old master certainly did not value her ability to serve others, so she needed to show off her skills in front of the new master.

Qing Zhi first told Zhang Xueming that the prospective bride would have to undergo a pre-marital examination in the lobby of the women's guest quarters early in the morning, and was thinking about how to open the topic to report some noteworthy news to Zhang Xueming.

Without Qing Zhi's worry, Zhang Xueming rubbed his hands together as usual and began to massage his ears, motioning them to tell him some gossip: "Has anything worth talking about happened, or have you heard any unusual news from the maids in the female guest house?"

Qing Zhi heaved a sigh of relief, took two steps closer, and whispered, "The palace gates have been under martial law for the past two days, and Madam Fu simply did not open the door to the women's guest house during the day. Today, when it was almost time for lunch, the palace maid Yu... Ahem, Master Yu came to the women's guest house and knocked on the door, shouting that he wanted to come in to look for someone.

Madam Fu didn't let anyone open the door, she said a few words to him, and asked the guards to coax him away. I left late, and didn't hear who Master Qingyu was talking about. I only heard Madam Fu say that "all the girls living here are from decent families. If Master Yu wants to see a girl, he should go to Wanhua Tower where you often go"...

I think that the playboy may have taken a fancy to a beautiful bride on the day when the bride entered the palace, and he became interested in her."

"Um, any more?"

When Zhang Xueming heard the three words "Master Yu", the slight curve at the corner of his lips that habitually rose flattened.

She knew what Qing Zhi couldn't say. Since the bride was selected and entered the palace, the only person Gong Ziyu had shown closeness to in public was Zhang Xueming. He would come to the women's guest house to look for someone, and it was obvious who he was looking for.

Fortunately, I went to the Blade Hall this morning. Zhang Xueming flicked her nails. She didn't want to see that person at all.

In the morning in the small hall of the Zhiren Palace, after listening to the report of the guard leader Jin Yingsheng, Zhang Xueming realized: Oh, on the night she entered the palace, she had spent 33 chapters analyzing, inferring, guessing, and speculating. She was right about the development of the matter, but she was right about the people...

Except for Gong Yuanzheng and the former young master, all her judgments about Gong Ziyu were completely wrong.

Thinking back to when she got out of the dungeon, she thought Gong Ziyu wanted to temporarily hire a high-powered bodyguard to prevent the frontless assassin from taking desperate measures, so he acted very close to her. She seemed to have had thoughts like "Listen, what's that snapping sound? Oh, it's Gong Ziyu's little abacus."

The results of it?

It turned out that the slapping sound was coming from her swollen face! She had hit herself, and it was really loud.

If she hadn't managed her facial expressions well, she would have lost her composure on the spot, okay?

You can't blame anyone else, and of course you can't blame her.

It’s all the fault of those people in the underworld who spread the rumors so seriously, especially her father Zheng!

They even recorded this kind of unfounded information in the archives of Jianghu secrets collected by the Zheng family, causing Zhang Xueming to believe that Gongmen was really a hidden sect with hidden dragons and crouching tigers, and that everyone in it was as cunning as Gong Shangjiao, and there might be peerless masters watching in secret. She didn't think too much about things and people, and felt that she would fall into a trap in the next second...

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