Water Reflects Peach Blossoms

After waiting for about half a minute, there was a noise from inside the house.

The young man's ears twitched slightly, and he turned to look. A row of maids carrying basins of water and toiletries came in one after another. After a while, Qinglan walked up to him and bowed: "The young lady is awake, please come in, Master Zheng."

When Gong Yuanzheng entered, Gong Yunzheng was already sitting by the window, rolling up the bamboo curtain with her own hands. Seeing this, Gong Yuanzheng stepped forward to help her.

"Sister, did you sleep well last night?" Gong Yuanzheng asked.

Gong Yunzheng nodded. "I thought I wouldn't be able to adapt, but after lighting the calming incense you prepared, the blankets were warmed up and I slept soundly until now."

He knew that his arrangement was correct. Holding the curtain rope, Gong Yuanzheng couldn't help but feel happy.

"How about you? Did you have a good rest?" Gong Yunzheng tied a butterfly woven with ginkgo leaves to the window. When the wind blew, it seemed as if a real butterfly was flying around.

Not wanting to make his sister worry, but unable to lie to her, Gong Yuanzheng puffed his cheeks slightly and said, "No, I'm not used to my sister not being home."

And his sister didn't invite him to dinner last night.

When he thought of this, the boy's heart was suddenly filled with a feeling of grievance, but he soon calmed down by himself.

It doesn’t matter if he doesn’t sleep well, as long as his sister sleeps well. It doesn’t matter if his sister doesn’t invite him to have dinner, he can come and have breakfast with his sister.

The reason why his sister moved to the women's guest house was because of his poor medical skills. Instead of feeling wronged, he might as well improve his medical skills and not give the poisonous miasma a chance to force his sister to move out.

What's more... Gong Yuanzheng looked at the butterfly hanging in front of the window, swaying in the wind: "Sister, do you like this butterfly very much?"

"I like it." Gong Yunzheng's eyes were gentle, "Because it was given to me by Yuanzheng."

Just this one sentence cleared away all the gloom in the boy's heart, leaving only happiness.

Breakfast is thick meat porridge with some stir-fried side dishes, which is quite delicious.

Gong Yunzheng didn't eat much, but Gong Yuanzheng, who was still growing, was in a good mood because he had breakfast with his sister, so he ate a lot.

After breakfast, Gong Yuanzheng went back to Zheng Palace. He had just improved the recipe of Angelica Dahurica and Golden Grass Tea last night, and he had to watch people test the medicine.

After Gong Yuanzheng left, Gong Yunzheng raised her hand to cover her mouth and yawned. She had gone to bed late last night, and she was still half asleep when she heard Qinglan report that her brother was waiting outside the door this morning.

"Do you want to sleep a little longer?" Qinglan asked.

"No," Gong Yunzheng shook his head. "Yuanzheng is working so hard, how can I slack off?"

According to calculations, the brides are supposed to enter the palace tomorrow night. I wonder if Wufeng will take any action.

Thinking of this, Gong Yunzheng looked towards the bright sky in the distance. If Wu Feng came, she would definitely be able to take revenge!

But if she guessed wrong, the palace gate would be safe and sound in the next twenty years. In this way... Although she felt regretful that she could not eliminate Wu Feng, it was her fate and she could only accept it.

On the morning of the third day after Gong Yunzheng stayed in the ladies' guest house, Gong Ziyu, who had spent the night in Wanhua Tower in Jiuchen Valley, was stopped by a hidden stake at the palace gate on his way back. With his last breath, he told Gong Ziyu the information he had obtained that there was an invisible assassin mixed in with the brides.

Although Gong Ziyu fed the visitor Baicaocui, he was still seriously injured and died when he was sent to the clinic.

At this time, Gong Ziyu and his personal guard Jin Fan arrived at the place where the young master of the palace gate, the future sword-wielding Gong Huanyu, was without any obstruction. He pushed away the guard who was trying to stop him and said he had something to say, and suddenly pushed open the door and walked in to discuss what happened this morning with him.

Unexpectedly, his brother was talking to his father, the swordsman of the palace gate.

After being scolded by his father for being even more ignorant of the rules, he was asked what exactly brought him here. Helplessly, Gong Ziyu told him word for word the information he had learned from the secret agent.

Just as he feared, his cautious father, who never took risks with his family, planned to execute all the brides to be chosen to ensure that the palace gate would not be threatened by Wufeng in the slightest.

Gong Ziyu had always been kind and soft-hearted, so how could he bear to see so many innocent women die? He immediately started arguing with his father, which made Gong Hongyu furious.

Gong Hongyu made the decision immediately and the matter was settled. Gong Huanyu could not persuade him, and Gong Ziyu was even less able to persuade him.

Seeing his brother's anxious look, Gong Huanyu patted him on the shoulder and said that he would try to persuade him again and asked Gong Ziyu to wait for his news.

In the evening, Gong Yuanzheng came to the female guest courtyard.

From the unfamiliarity yesterday, to the nervousness this morning, he now walked past Nanny Fu who came to greet him and went directly to Gong Yunzheng's residence in the side room with ease.

When he arrived, Gong Yunzheng was sitting by the window reading a book. The soft light of the setting sun shone on her body through the gaps between the leaves, and her light-colored clothes were divided into light and dark, making her skin look like cream and her whole body look radiant.

There was a zither on the table in front of him, with green tassels hanging down on the table. Gong Yuanzheng smelled the incense used to calm the mind.

The young man sat down opposite, and when the young man, who was not yet twenty years old, walked, the bells tied in his hair rang crisply, and along with it came the fragrance of medicine that had been on his body for many years.

Looking at the white mist curling up into the sky, Gong Yuanzheng asked, "Sister, are you feeling unwell? Let me take your pulse."

Looking up from the book at his brother, Gong Yunzheng refused: "I just feel a little restless. No need to take his pulse."

She had been waiting, and finally the day was coming.

She had always thought that she was a good hunter who was patient enough and could hide, but she didn't expect that when this day really came, she would become impatient and anxious to know the result, and wanted to find out whether there was any invisible assassin infiltrating among the brides.

Thinking that his sister was uncomfortable living here, Gong Yuanzheng said, "The efficacy of the improved Angelica dahurica tea will be determined tonight. If nothing unexpected happens, I will be able to take her back tomorrow."

Gong Yunzheng smiled and said, "Thank you for your hard work on this expedition."

"There's one more thing." Before saying this, Gong Yuanzheng looked at Qinglan who was standing next to Gong Yunzheng and said, "You go down first. No one is allowed to come in unless you are called."

"Yes." Seeing Gong Yunzheng's tacit consent, Qinglan walked out and stood guard outside the door.

Gong Yunzheng had a guess in his mind: "What's going on?"

Gong Yuanzheng hesitated for a moment and said briefly, "This morning, Gong Ziyu brought back news that among the brides arriving at Jiuchen Valley, there's an assassin without a sharp edge."

After saying that, he immediately looked at Gong Yunzheng worriedly.

He knew how much his sister hated Wufeng, and he was also afraid that his sister would hear the news and become emotionally agitated and suffer a heart attack. If he didn't tell his sister, she would definitely blame him when she found out in the future.

After all, the news that the assassin without a blade had infiltrated the bride was no longer a secret among the palace's top brass.

Gong Yuanzheng looked worried. He saw that his sister only tightened her fingers around the book for a moment, and then her whole body relaxed. The young man finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this.