Water Reflects Peach Blossoms

Yes, he is her younger brother and should have been protected by her, but because she wanted revenge, she secretly forced him to grow up to this point. How can the suffering he endured during this period be described in a few words?

Forcefully suppressing the turmoil in his heart, Gong Yunzheng raised his hand and touched his head: "Go back and rest early."

His sister's hands were soft and gentle, and the touch on his head made him feel warm in his heart. Since that incident ten years ago, his sister rarely showed him such gentle and intimate gestures.

Before I could fully enjoy it, my sister withdrew her hand.

Even though the young man chased after it unwillingly and rubbed it, he still did not slow down the speed of retracting it. In response to this, Gong Yuanzheng lowered his eyes in grievance: "Sister, you should also rest early. I will come again tomorrow morning."

Gong Yunzheng: "Go ahead."

Gong Yuanzheng left the room and walked down from the second floor to the yard, where he met the housekeeper, Nanny Fu, who was busy preparing dinner.

Nanny Fu bowed and asked doubtfully, "Master Zheng, dinner is almost ready. Wouldn't you like to stay and have dinner with the Second Young Miss before leaving?"

Gong Yuanzheng was already fuming about not being invited by his sister to dinner. When he heard Nanny Fu ask this, he looked at her coldly, "Who are you? Do you think you have the right to question us about things that happened between us siblings?"

Although the young man has not yet reached the age of twenty, he is already much taller than his peers. He stands under the ginkgo tree planted in the courtyard, with his hands behind his back. His jade-like face is drenched in coldness. His eyes are slightly lowered as he looks at the person beside him with gloomy disdain. The aura of the Palace Master of Zheng Palace is fully open, as if he is not satisfied with the other party's answer and is ready to teach him a lesson.

Seeing this, Madam Fu was so frightened that she quickly apologized: "I dare not, I dare not."

Retracting his gaze, Gong Yuanzheng scolded: "Watch your mouth."

"Yes." Nanny Fu lowered her body a little more to apologize.

The centuries-old ginkgo trees in the courtyard were dropping golden leaves silently, and the feeling of winter desolation was just like Gong Yuanzheng's heart at the moment.

He reached out and took the two leaves. The golden leaves had just fallen from the branches and were soft, still retaining traces of life.

Folding the two leaves together, the young man said nonchalantly, "I'll send the remaining residue from the medicine I boiled for my sister to the Zheng Palace later."

Aunt Fu: "Yes."

She had already agreed to what Gong Yuanzheng had instructed, but seeing that the young man did not move for a long time, Nanny Fu couldn't help but feel puzzled and looked up slightly.

As soon as I saw the boy's fair profile, something was handed to me.

Nanny Fu was startled and cursed herself for not being careful with her words and actions, but when she saw what the young man handed over, her face froze.

The object held in the boy's slender fingers and handed over was a butterfly made of two ginkgo leaves.

The golden butterfly spreads its wings and is about to fly, so vivid and lifelike.

Is this for her?

The first time she received something from her master, Nanny Fu was so frightened that she didn’t know how to react.

Seeing the woman's dazed look as if she didn't dare to take it, Gong Yuanzheng frowned in disdain and reminded her, "Please give it to my sister for me."

"Don't worry, Master Zheng. I will definitely hand it over to the Second Miss."

Holding the butterfly carefully in her hands, she stood up and looked at the young man's back as he strode out of the women's guest house. Nanny Fu breathed a sigh of relief. She had been bending over just now and felt a severe pain in her waist. She was also very scared.

She was almost scared to death. Fortunately, the butterfly was not for her, otherwise she would have been scared to death.

Everyone in the palace knew that Master Zheng was an expert in both medicine and poison. Who knew if the things he handed over were contaminated with poison?

Sure enough, among the young masters in charge of the Gong family, Young Master Huanyu is gentle and elegant, Young Master Jiao has the highest prestige, and Young Master Zheng is the most feared.

There is also Master Yu. Although he doesn’t take care of things, he is still the easiest to get along with.

Putting aside the judgment in her mind, Nanny Fu hurriedly gave the butterfly to Gong Yunzheng.

After knocking respectfully on the door, when the maid opened it, Madam Fu saw the Second Young Lady sitting on the couch, looking away from her empty hands, and looked at her calmly, "What's the matter?"

Nanny Fu handed over the item in her hand respectfully: "This is what Master Zheng asked me to give to the Second Young Lady."

In the woman's palm was a vivid golden butterfly, woven from the ginkgo leaves in the courtyard.

Gong Yunzheng was stunned for a moment, then took the butterfly and held it in her palm with great care: "Thank you for your hard work, Madam Fu. Please go down."

Looking at the girl's snow-white face, feeling that she was unhappy, Nanny Fu wanted to ask, but suddenly remembered what Gong Yuanzheng had said to her, and quickly slapped herself in her heart and retreated.

Gong Yunzheng ordered, "Qinglan, open the window."

The maid who had been standing by walked forward, opened the window, and rolled up the bamboo curtains one by one.

The cool air entered the room, and the view became wider. Looking at the ginkgo leaves falling like petals, Gong Yunzheng sat down by the window, holding the butterfly.

The miasma in the women's guest house was indeed not as strong as that inside the palace. She closed her eyes slightly and felt a lot more comfortable.

Thinking of the soft hair my brother had bought, I felt both reluctant and guilty.

The night was as cold as water. Sitting alone at the table, Gong Yuanzheng checked the medicinal residue sent by Madam Fu, the housekeeper of the female guesthouse. After carefully confirming whether the dosage of the medicinal materials was consistent with the prescription he gave, he felt relieved and continued to study the improved recipe of Baizhi Jincao Tea.

He was not used to not having his sister in the palace.

We have to bring him back as soon as possible.

The next day, before dawn, the maid in the courtyard was sweeping the floor when she saw a young man walking in the morning dew, his steps quick but without losing his demeanor.

The young man stopped in the yard. His black robe with exquisite patterns made him look tall and slender, with a rather exotic Miao temperament.

Nanny Fu, the housekeeper, hurried out to greet her: "Master Zheng."

"Is my sister awake?" Gong Yuanzheng asked.

"Not yet," Nanny Fu replied cautiously, "The lights in the Second Young Lady's room were turned off late last night, so she hasn't woken up yet."

Gong Yuanzheng nodded: "Then I'll wait."

Nanny Fu said with concern, "Young Master Zheng, please go into the hall and wait. The morning dew is heavy, be careful not to catch a cold."

If the master is injured, it is the servants who will be punished.

"No need, I'll just wait here." Gong Yuanzheng frowned slightly at the sound of the sweeping next to him. "Leaves keep falling here. How can we sweep it clean? I've disturbed my sister's sleep for no reason."

Madam Fu quickly scolded the old woman in a low voice: "Get down quickly!"

After the sweeping lady left, Nanny Fu also left.

Gong Yuanzheng put his hands behind his back and walked to the small pond in the yard where a few koi were raised. He lowered his head slightly and saw the red fish swimming slowly under the fallen leaves in the pond, as well as the shadowy figure of a young man.

Before dawn, everything is quiet.

The candles in the lanterns in the yard burned out, the light dimming and becoming quiet. Only then did Gong Yuanzheng realize how early he had arrived.

He pursed his lips and looked towards the door of Gong Yunzheng's room. Apart from the two maids guarding the door, he could only see the closed door.