Jiuning was basking in the sun in Zheng Palace, eating a fruit plate and reading a storybook. She was feeling very comfortable, but she was informed that the elders wanted to see her.

Didn't we meet on the day of the bride selection? I wonder what's going on this time? When I asked the guards who came to see her, they kept silent, but their attitude was respectful.

Jiu Ning followed the guards to the Zhiren Hall. Before he could push open the door, he heard the sound of quarreling, one of whom was Gong Yuanzheng's.

Ouch! He's even learned to argue now. He's not just the sharp-tongued person he was in his previous life.

Without waiting for the guards to announce it, she pushed the door open and walked in.

Snapped!

Gong Shangjiao slapped Gong Yuanzheng in the face, causing him to stagger, without showing any mercy.

Then when he turned to Gong Ziyu, he hesitated for a moment, and again, slapped her, but with much less force.

The smile on Jiu Ning's face froze instantly, and her eyes gradually became cold. Except for a hint of smile at the corner of her mouth, anyone could see that she was angry.

"That's enough! Look at what you look like."

Elder Hua stood up angrily, looked at everyone with disappointment, and looked at Gong Shangjiao with even more dissatisfaction.

Gong Shangjiao first looked at Gong Yuanzheng with blame.

"It's fine if you're just messing around at other times, but today, with all three elders here, you dare to openly attack us. And you..."

His gaze turned back to Gong Ziyu, and he unexpectedly caught a glimpse of Jiuning's figure out of the corner of his eye.

"Yuan Zheng is still young and ignorant, and what about you? You're the first to attack your own family. How can you wield a blade? You have no status, ability, or virtue. How can you expect others to obey you?"

"The man who poisoned my father and brother, I will kill him sooner or later."

Gong Ziyu stared at Gong Yuanzheng fiercely, his whole body trembling with anger.

"Shut up, don't talk nonsense without evidence."

"Yes, of course I do."

The elder wanted to maintain the situation, but Gong Ziyu was overwhelmed by anger and completely lost his mind.

"My father and brother died of poisoning. That can only be because there was something wrong with Baicaocu. Isn't this the best proof..."

"And you, Gong Shangjiao, the last person my father and brother saw that night was you. How dare you say that this matter has nothing to do with you?"

Gong Ziyu almost shouted at the end, and Jin Fan on the side almost failed to stop him, allowing Gong Ziyu to rush forward again.

Jiu Ning laughed twice and watched all this with cold eyes. Gong Yuanzheng did not complain about being slapped, but was happy that Gong Ziyu was beaten.

But Jiu Ning was unwilling to do so. Gong Yuanzheng was sensitive, focused on emotional communication, and valued everyone who was good to him.

If others are nice to him, he will repay them tenfold. Even if he doesn't like it, he will not hurt the other person at will. He always has his bottom line.

He is quite innocent, like his grandma's little wolfhound. His thoughts are all shown on his face, making it easy to understand.

Since he was young, he has been supporting the Zheng Palace alone. Who has seen his hardships?

The people at the palace gate were too simple-minded. They believed everything they saw. They were curious about everything and only believed what they saw.

Jiu Ning stood beside Gong Yuanzheng, held his big hand, and looked at his red and swollen face. She still felt distressed. She originally wanted to give him some advice, but now she thinks better of it.

If anyone from the palace dared to bully Gong Yuanzheng, she would have an excuse to take them away. It would be so interesting to go out and roam the world.

Gong Yuanzheng felt the warmth coming from his palm, and his mood instantly calmed down. He no longer had the mind to argue with Gong Ziyu.

The two stood aside, watching everything that happened like outsiders.

After Gong Shangjiao and Gong Ziyu had quarreled enough, the elder also saw Jiu Ning and remembered the Yunguang Sword.

"Miss Jiang..."

Jiuning was watching the excitement with great interest, but his name was suddenly called, and he couldn't help but turn around to look at the person who asked him the question.

"Elder, please speak."

"Miss Jiang, the sword in Yuanzheng's hand...is it a legendary artifact?"

Artifact? Many people in the hall were isolated from the outside world, but the word "artifact" still aroused their great curiosity.

They couldn't help but look at Gong Yuanzheng's hand, and Gong Yuanzheng picked up the Yunguang Sword again to look at it carefully.

He felt inexplicably familiar with every inch of the scabbard, as if he wore it every day, never took it off, and as if it had been with him for thousands of years.

"Exactly——"

"Miss Jiang, this is too valuable. How can you give it to Yuan Zheng?"

Jiu Ning smiled. If he wanted Gong Yuanzheng to avoid being bullied, he would have to have absolute leverage to improve his status and force the elders to pay attention to him.

"The Cloud Light Sword is my dowry, Gong Yuanzheng is my future husband, and he is also a symbol of the Jiang family's status. I gave it to him, and it is his."

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