Quick Wear Dream Qiqi

Gong Yuanzheng ran all the way back to Zheng Palace from Jiao Palace. As soon as he arrived at the palace gate, he saw the maid beside Meng Qiqi walking by with tea.

Gong Yuanzheng's heart moved, and he hurried forward to stop the maid, cleared his throat and asked, "Did Miss Meng mention me today?"

The maid was startled at first, then bowed and said, "Palace Master Zheng, Miss Meng didn't mention you today."

A trace of disappointment flashed across Gong Yuanzheng's face, but he still pretended to be calm and said, "Oh, it's okay."

However, my heart felt like a mixture of emotions.

He turned and walked towards his room, muttering as he walked: "Why didn't you mention me? Did something I said that day make her unhappy?"

As I was walking, I suddenly stopped and thought to myself, "Maybe she's just too shy to mention me in front of others."

Thinking of this, the corners of Gong Yuanzheng's mouth rose slightly again. He decided to go find Meng Qiqi later and give her a bouquet of carefully cultivated exotic flowers. Maybe it would make her happy, and then she would think of him and mention him often.

The maid here brought tea to Meng Qiqi's room. Meng Qiqi was teasing the bird in the cage by the window.

The maid gently put down the teacup, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Miss, Palace Master Zheng has just returned."

Meng Qiqi paused, a blush creeping up her cheeks, but she pretended not to care and said, "If he comes back, he comes back. It's none of my business."

The maid chuckled and whispered, "The girl is being dubious again."

Meng Qiqi glanced at the maid with a reproachful look: "Girl, don't talk nonsense."

Even as he said this, his eyes unconsciously drifted towards Gong Yuanzheng's residence.

At this time, Gong Yuanzheng had already selected the most beautiful bouquet of exotic flowers and was walking towards Meng Qiqi's residence with joy.

He thought about Meng Qiqi's surprised look when she saw the flowers, and his steps became lighter.

Meng Qiqi was still debating whether to go out and "accidentally meet" Gong Yuanzheng. At this moment, there was a slight sound of footsteps outside the door. Her heart became flustered for no reason. Her hands tightly grasped the corner of her clothes, and she stared at the door without blinking, wondering if the person who came was the one who made her upset.

Two maids stood in the corner of the room, one of them whispered, "Even though Miss Meng and Palace Master Zheng haven't met today, they're still thinking of each other."

The other one covered his mouth and laughed, "That's right, look at them, they clearly care a lot, but they are pretending not to care."

At this time, there was a knock on the door. Meng Qiqi took a deep breath nervously, slowly walked to the door and opened it, and saw Gong Yuanzheng standing there with flowers in his hands.

Gong Yuanzheng looked at Meng Qiqi's red face, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and he stammered, "This...this flower is for you."

Meng Qiqi took the flowers and said coquettishly, "Why are you sending me flowers so suddenly?"

Gong Yuanzheng scratched his head and said, "When I see it, I think of you. I think it suits you very well."

The two maids watched secretly in the corner and smiled at each other.

One of them whispered, "That's good. The two of you don't have to guess at each other anymore."

The other nodded.

The atmosphere in the room between Meng Qiqi and Gong Yuanzheng gradually became sweet and warm, as if a faint pink scent was everywhere.

Meng Qiqi smelled the flower in her hand, raised her eyes and looked at Gong Yuanzheng, her eyes full of charm. She opened her red lips and said, "Master Zheng, is this flower beautiful, or am I beautiful?"

Gong Yuanzheng's face turned red instantly, and he was at a loss like a frightened deer. He stammered for a long time and couldn't say anything.

Seeing this, Meng Qiqi covered her mouth with her hands and chuckled. She reached out and gently pulled Gong Yuanzheng's sleeve: "What's the matter? Are you shy, sir?"

Gong Yuanzheng felt like his heart was about to jump out of his throat, and he stammered in response: "You...you are beautiful."

Meng Qiqi took a step closer and jokingly asked with her head tilted, "Mr. Zheng, are you willing to send me flowers every day?"

Gong Yuanzheng nodded hurriedly, "Yes, as long as you like it."

Meng Qiqi's smile grew wider, and she twirled her fingers through her hair, "It's a deal. If my flowers are missing one day, I'll be angry."

Gong Yuanzheng seemed to have made up his mind and said seriously, "I will never let you get angry."

The atmosphere in the room became more and more charming. The two maids quietly retreated, leaving this private space for the two people who were immersed in sweetness.

In the past few days, Gong Yuanzheng really did carefully select the most beautiful flowers every day and send them to Meng Qiqi's residence.

Every morning, when the first ray of sunlight shines through the windowsill, Meng Qiqi wakes up to see the bouquet of flowers with dewdrops, and her heart is filled with joy.

Gong Yuanzheng was preoccupied with how to please Meng Qiqi, and had long forgotten the embarrassment of being rejected.

He would accompany Meng Qiqi for strolls in the garden, patiently listen to her stories of fun, and play soft music for her under the moonlight.

Meng Qiqi also got used to Gong Yuanzheng's company and would occasionally play tricks on him.

Once, she pretended to be angry and said that the flowers were not pretty. Gong Yuanzheng was so anxious that sweat broke out on his forehead, and he hurried to look for better flowers.

Seeing his panic, Meng Qiqi couldn't help laughing out loud. Gong Yuanzheng realized that he had been deceived, but he could only shake his head helplessly and dotingly.

In this small world, his feelings grew stronger and stronger like the blooming flowers, without any trace of the gloom he felt after being politely rejected by Meng Qiqi.

That day, after Gong Yuanzheng delivered the flowers, he hesitated for a moment before speaking, "Qiqi, I'm going to leave Zheng Palace for a few days."

When Meng Qiqi heard this, her smile froze, and she looked worried and reluctant: "Why so sudden? Did something happen?"

Gong Yuanzheng gently held her hand and said soothingly, "It's nothing, I just have some palace affairs to take care of. I will be back soon."

Meng Qiqi bit her lower lip and nodded reluctantly: "Then you must come back as soon as possible. I will wait for you in Zheng Palace."

Gong Yuanzheng gently wiped away the tears from her eyes. "Don't worry. If you feel bored while I'm away, just go and stroll around the garden. I've asked someone to take good care of it."

Meng Qiqi nodded obediently.

On the day of his departure, Gong Yuanzheng came to Meng Qiqi's residence early to say goodbye. He took out an exquisite sachet and handed it to her: "This sachet carries my scent. If you keep it by your side, it will be like I am by your side."

Meng Qiqi tightly grasped the sachet, looked at Gong Yuanzheng with red eyes, and said gently: "I will look forward to your return day and night."

Gong Yuanzheng's heart was moved when he heard this. He looked at her deeply, turned around and walked away. Meng Qiqi stood there, looking at his receding back.

The tenderness on the surface did not reach her eyes. After she could no longer see Gong Yuanzheng's back, she turned around and went back to the house.

Meng Qiqi sat by the window and put the flowers sent by Gong Yuanzheng into the vase.

Although he seems calm, his inner thoughts are actually churning.

She has had other purposes in approaching Gong Yuanzheng these days.

She doesn't belong to this world originally, and entering this small world of ghosts and monsters is just a way to live in a different way or experience a different kind of fireworks.

Gong Yuanzheng's affection for her was nothing more than his trust in her identity after achieving his goal.

But she didn't know when her heart began to waver.