Quick Wear Dream Qiqi

When Meng Qiqi woke herself up, the bride for the palace had already been chosen.

Moreover, Gong Huanyu faked his death and escaped, and Gong Ziyu became the swordsman of the palace gate.

The maid outside the door heard the noise in the room and pushed open the door.

"Miss Meng, you finally woke up!" The maid looked at Meng Qiqi's cheeks, which were like the rising sun. The faint blush on her cheeks highlighted her charm while she was still sleepy, making her a little dazed.

Meng Qiqi sat up from the bed, her eyes still bleary, as if she had just woken up, with a hint of confusion and laziness in them.

"Where is this?" Meng Qiqi's voice was soft and sweet.

"This is Zheng Palace. The Palace Master asked me to take care of you here." The maid replied respectfully.

"Zheng Palace?" Meng Qiqi looked confused, showing that she knew nothing about this place.

Seeing this, the maid quickly explained, "Zheng Palace is a palace inside the palace gate. The Palace Master specially arranged for you to live here."

"Who is the Palace Master Zheng?" she continued to ask.

"Palace Master Zheng is the Palace Master of Zheng Palace. He is the only heir of Zheng Palace. He has already assumed the duties of Zheng Palace at such a young age." The maid's eyes showed admiration.

Meng Qiqi felt that she was just wasting her time on the maid.

She decided to figure out the current situation first before making any plans for the next step.

At this moment, the door was gently pushed open and Gong Yuanzheng walked in.

Meng Qiqi looked up and saw that it was Gong Yuanzheng. He walked as lightly as fallen leaves, silently and like a ghost.

Gong Yuanzheng saw that Meng Qiqi was pale and looked sick, and it was obvious that she was not in good health.

Seeing Meng Qiqi leaning delicately against the head of the bed, his heart softened immediately.

Although Miss Meng's face is now as pale and cold as snowflakes in the severe winter, she is still beautiful and charming.

These days, he has an indescribable feeling towards Miss Meng.

Gong Yuanzheng asked softly, "Miss Meng, how are you feeling now? Are you feeling unwell anywhere?"

Meng Qiqi shook her head and said weakly, "I'm much better, but I still feel a little dizzy."

Upon hearing this, Gong Yuanzheng immediately walked to the bedside, reached out and touched her forehead, and only breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that she did not have a fever.

Gong Yuanzheng said gently to Meng Qiqi, "Then you can continue to rest well in Zheng Palace. There will be a maid here to accompany you."

Meng Qiqi saw Gong Yuanzheng looking at her with concern, and mixed emotions surged in her heart.

After changing my mind, I cursed myself in my heart for being so easily touched by other people's warmth and concern.

Gong Yuanzheng placed his hands gently on Meng Qiqi's shoulders and continued to observe her expression with a gentle gaze.

He asked softly, "Miss Meng, if there's anything else you need in the Zheng Palace, feel free to ask. Don't be shy."

Meng Qiqi shook her head slightly, but couldn't help frowning. Gong Yuanzheng noticed immediately and asked nervously, "Is it a headache? Or is it chest tightness?"

His tone revealed deep concern. Meng Qiqi looked at his anxious expression and replied softly, "I'm just a little tired. Palace Master Zheng, don't worry too much."

Gong Yuanzheng finally breathed a sigh of relief and asked the maid standing beside her to gently massage her shoulders, hoping to relieve her fatigue.

Meng Qiqi felt that Gong Yuanzheng cared too much about her, so she pretended to be unconscious for more than half a month since she entered the palace.

She couldn't help but wonder if Gong Yuanzheng had some suspicions about her or did he have ulterior motives?

Otherwise, Gong Yuanzheng would have appeared here not long after she woke up.

After instructing the maid to take good care of Meng Qiqi, Gong Yuanzheng left the room and hurried to the pharmacy.

He thought to himself that Meng Qiqi's physical condition was so weak that he must find a more effective treatment as soon as possible.

Entering the pharmacy, he walked straight to the shelves where medicinal herbs were placed and carefully selected various herbs.

Gong Yuanzheng concentrated on studying the properties and efficacy of each herb, trying to find a formula that could speed up Meng Qiqi's recovery.

Time passed minute by minute, and he was completely immersed in the world of drugs, forgetting everything around him.

As the sun sets, the entire sky is filled with orange-red clouds. The sun gradually disappears behind the mountains, leaving behind a warm and charming afterglow.

In the pharmacy, just as Gong Yuanzheng was concentrating, a figure quietly approached him.

Gong Yuanzheng heard footsteps behind him and turned his head alertly.

When he saw that the person coming was his brother Gong Shangjiao, his guard relaxed a little.

He raised his eyebrows and asked, "Brother, why are you here?"

Gong Shangjiao walked over to him with a smile, staring at the pile of herbs on the table. He said thoughtfully, "I heard you were looking for a cure for Miss Meng, so I came to see you."

A flash of surprise flashed across Gong Yuanzheng's eyes, but he quickly regained his composure. He said calmly, "Thank you for your concern, brother, but this is my own business. I can handle it."

Gong Shangjiao smiled, patted Gong Yuanzheng on the shoulder, and said, "We are brothers, why be so polite? If you need anything, just ask."

Gong Yuanzheng was silent for a moment, then nodded, accepting Gong Shangjiao's kindness.

Gong Yuanzheng let Gong Shangjiao do as he pleased. He poured the carefully prepared medicine into the bowl, carefully picked up the bowl, and walked towards Meng Qiqi's room with steady steps.

He gently pushed open the door and his eyes fell on the delicate figure on the bed.

Walking to the bedside, Gong Yuanzheng gently woke Meng Qiqi up. She slowly opened her eyes and looked at the medicine in Gong Yuanzheng's hand with a hint of doubt on her face.

Gong Yuanzheng explained gently, "Miss Meng, this is the medicine I made for you. It will help you recuperate."

After saying that, he handed the bowl to Meng Qiqi's mouth and encouraged her to drink it.

Meng Qiqi raised her head slightly and drank a few sips of the medicine.

Gong Yuanzheng watched her drink it and felt a sense of relief in his heart.

He sat beside the bed, quietly accompanying Meng Qiqi until she finished drinking the medicine and fell asleep peacefully again. Then he turned and left the room.

After Gong Yuanzheng came out and closed the door, he saw his brother standing in the corridor staring at him.

Gong Shangjiao jokingly said, "Seeing how nervous you are, could it be that you've fallen in love with Miss Meng?"

Gong Yuanzheng blushed and quickly defended himself, "Brother, don't talk nonsense. I only helped her out of moral obligation."

Gong Shangjiao smiled slightly and said, "I'm not talking nonsense. Your concern for Miss Meng is not like that for an ordinary patient."

"But this is normal. I get to see Miss Meng every day. After more than half a month, Miss Meng is gentle and charming again. Who wouldn't like her?"

Gong Yuanzheng lowered his head and said nothing, but he was thinking to himself, could it be that he really had such feelings for Miss Meng?

He shook his head, trying to put aside these distracting thoughts. The most important thing right now was to cure Miss Meng's illness.

After all, the viral infection in Miss Meng was his masterpiece.