The Cloud Feather of the Red Chamber: A Marriage Arranged with Gong Yuanzheng at the Start

Gong Yuanzheng had just finished bathing, his half-wet long hair casually draped behind him. He was too lazy to tidy it up and idly played with the hidden weapon in his hand.

A series of hurried footsteps approached, and Jin Cheng jogged into the hall. "Young Master Zheng, the scroll has been unfurled!"

Gong Yuanzheng's expression changed slightly, and he immediately got up and went outside.

Jin Cheng felt a blur before his eyes, and the young master Zheng, who had just been on the soft couch, had vanished.

Thanks to the painting, Gong Zishang and Gong Yuanzheng now have Hongyu guards by their side, and Gong Shangjiao, who goes out, also has Hongyu guards with him.

Whether it was a coincidence or destiny, the red jade guards accompanying the group were exactly the same as those in the painting.

In the pitch-black night sky, the scroll slowly unfolds, with starlight falling around it, creating a unique beauty.

This is the first time the scroll has been unfurled at night.

In the painting, Lin Qingyue has clearly just finished bathing, and is wearing the same black undergarment as Gong Yuanzheng.

Gong Yuanzheng's heart skipped a beat. That's right, he had prepared so many clothes for Yue'er, but he had forgotten about her undergarments!

Get ready! We absolutely must get ready!

Same style! Everything must be the same style! Even outerwear can be the same style!

A commotion arose nearby. Gong Yuanzheng frowned in displeasure and looked up to see Gong Zishang leading Jin Mao walking quickly toward them.

Gong Huanyu followed behind them at a leisurely pace.

Jin Mao was carrying a huge food box, and Gong Yuanzheng's eye twitched.

"What are you doing at the Zheng Palace? You can visit the Zhiren Hall just as well!"

Gong Zishang smiled very kindly, "Brother Yuanzheng, you've misunderstood. I didn't come to see the painting; I came to see you."

Gong Yuanzheng: "..."

What else could he not understand? Gong Zishang was just bored!

He looked at Gong Huanyu expressionlessly, "Is the Blade Master so free?"

Gong Huanyu smiled slightly, "Zhi Ren is exceptionally intelligent and already very familiar with the affairs of the Zhi Ren Hall."

Moreover, these past few days, Gong Zishang has been so busy that she only gets to rest for one or two hours each day.

Now that there was something that could help her relax, Gong Huanyu couldn't bear to refuse her.

Gong Yuanzheng finally understood. He snorted and turned his head away.

He couldn't beat Gong Huanyu, and his brother wasn't at the palace gate to support him.

Ordinary poisons couldn't harm these two, and powerful poisons couldn't be used on them either, so he could only let them stay in the Zheng Palace.

In the painting, Gong Yuanzheng soon appears as well, dressed in the same undergarments and with wet hair.

Inside and outside the painting, the two Gong Yuanzheng are dressed exactly the same, the only difference being that one of them has long hair that reaches his waist.

Gong Yuanzheng, who had been looking somewhat irritated, softened instantly upon seeing Lin Qingyue.

He walked quickly to Lin Qingyue's side, and very naturally took a strand of her hair, helping her dry her half-dry long hair completely.

Lin Qingyue let him do as he pleased, without even raising her head, still hunched over her desk, making corrections.

The two didn't say a word, or even make eye contact, but it inexplicably made people feel incredibly warm.

Gong Zishang couldn't help but feel envious; what a pure emotion.

Even though she has completely given up on Jin Fan now, Gong Zishang still feels a little sad when she thinks about the little things she did with Jin Fan.

Even after being so humble, she still couldn't get the slightest response from Jin Fan.

Noticing the dejected look on Gong Zishang's face, Gong Yuanzheng paused and said somewhat stiffly.

"Don't be disappointed, you'll have a harem of three thousand beauties in the future."

Gong Zishang was slightly taken aback, then immediately covered his mouth and chuckled, a hint of lewdness creeping into his expression.

"My brother Yuanzheng really understands me. I wonder when I'll be able to achieve my goal."

Gong Yuanzheng secretly rolled his eyes, his attention returning to the painting.

Given her character, it's more about comforting her than offering any real support.

Gong Yuanzheng quickly dried Lin Qingyue's hair. He curiously moved closer to Lin Qingyue to see what she had made corrections to.

There were several strangely shaped drawings on the desk, which looked somewhat like parts of a carriage.

"Yue'er, what are you drawing?"

Lin Qingyue didn't even look up, still buried in her desk.

"I was thinking, could we improve the carriage a bit more?"

"These are some of the things I designed. I'll show them to Sister Zishang and Yu'er tomorrow."

"If the carriage could be modified to my ideal shape, it would be much more convenient for us to travel the world in the future."

After saying this, she looked up at Gong Yuanzheng, her delicate eyebrows furrowed, put down her pen, and lifted a strand of Gong Yuanzheng's long hair.

"Why don't you dry your hair again? What if you catch a cold?"

Gong Yuanzheng looked unconvinced. He had studied medicine since childhood and knew his own body condition very well. How could such a little bit of wet hair make him catch a cold?

Meeting Lin Qingyue's reproachful and concerned gaze, Gong Yuanzheng felt a sweet warmth in his heart. He didn't argue with Lin Qingyue and obediently used his internal energy to dry his hair.

Gong Yuanzheng, outside the painting, could see right through his own thoughts inside the painting. This guy was doing it on purpose, deliberately not drying his hair, just to make Lin Qingyue care about him!

Although he despised his actions in the painting, Gong Yuanzheng kept it in mind.

So this is how you can get along with Yue'er.

These days, he has filled dozens of pages with notes on how to get along with Yue'er and what Yue'er likes and dislikes.

He was full of confidence that once Yue'er arrived at the palace gates, she would be even happier than the Yue'er in the painting!

It takes less time to dry your own hair. Lin Qingyue touched Gong Yuanzheng's smooth hair and couldn't help but feel a little envious.

"When will I be able to have hair like yours?"

Gong Yuanzheng smiled slightly, "Don't worry, Yue'er, the hair cream I made for you, after you use it a few more times, your hair will be as good as mine."

Lin Qingyue believed Gong Yuanzheng's words without a doubt. She leaned against Gong Yuanzheng's chest, picked up the manuscript on the desk, and handed it to Gong Yuanzheng to read.

What do you think of the carriage design I made?

This is a drawing of a carriage. The carriage on the paper looks magnificent, as tall as a three-story building.

Gong Yuanzheng carefully flipped through the pages and saw all the drawings Lin Qingyue had made.

The interior of that car was even more intricate, its layout so complex it resembled a small building.

No wonder they have so many spare parts.

Lin Qingyue looked at Gong Yuanzheng with anticipation, "Yuanzheng, do you think Sister Zishang and Yu'er can help me build such a carriage?"

Without a second thought, Gong Yuanzheng replied, "She definitely can. If she can't even build a carriage, then she's just a figurehead as the Palace Master of the Shang Palace."

"Besides, Yu'er is helping her, so she has to make it!"

Outside the painting, Gong Zishang's gaze immediately fell on Gong Yuanzheng.

"Brother Yuanzheng, have you forgotten that I worked at the Shang Palace, researching and developing weapons, armor, and concealed weapons..."

Gong Yuanzheng looked innocent and pointed to the scroll, "He's the one who said it, go find him."

After saying that, he paused, then asked hesitantly, "Can you make it?"

Gong Zishang: "..."

Upon seeing Gong Yuanzheng's expression, Gong Zishang guessed that he hoped she would make it now so that she could immediately take credit for it when her future siblings arrived!

"No!" Gong Zishang replied irritably. "Besides, I don't have time to study it right now!"

While answering Gong Yuanzheng's question, Gong Zishang was thinking about something else.

The Yu'er they mentioned must be their future sister-in-law's younger sister.

Why do they keep mentioning Yu'er? And what is the relationship between Yu'er and her?

Gong Yuanzheng turned his gaze away with some regret.

Inside the painting, Lin Qingyue was clearly very excited after hearing Gong Yuanzheng's words.

She carefully folded the sketches, preparing to hand them over to Gong Zishang and Daiyu first thing tomorrow morning.

Gong Yuanzheng looked at Lin Qingyue's expression, hesitated, but still spoke:

"Yue'er, there's something I need to discuss with you."

It was rare to see Gong Yuanzheng so serious, so Lin Qingyue also sat up straight. "Yuanzheng, go ahead and speak. I'm listening."

Gong Yuanzheng pulled Lin Qingyue into his arms, his tone tinged with caution.

"Yue'er, I once promised you that I would travel the world with you and see all the mountains and lakes."

"I might not be able to do it..."

Lin Qingyue looked at Gong Yuanzheng with a cool gaze, a hint of doubt in her eyes, but no trace of blame.

Gong Yuanzheng's face showed a hint of apology and guilt.

"These past few days, seeing the things that Sister Zishang and Xuezhongzi have been handling, I've realized how much my brother used to have to shoulder alone."

“Now my brother has to deal with all the affairs of the martial arts world, and the thirteenth prince has to balance the relationship between the martial arts world and the court. He can’t help my brother much either. I want to stay and help my brother.”

Compared to the entire martial arts world, the affairs of the palace are naturally insignificant.

When he was at the palace gates, Gong Shangjiao was naturally able to handle these matters with ease, but now that he is facing the entire martial arts world, even if Gong Shangjiao is an iron man, he will probably have a hard time.

Gong Yuanzheng was his closest younger brother, so naturally he would share some of Gong Shangjiao's affairs.

Lin Qingyue was already mentally prepared for this.

As a loving older brother, Miyazaki would definitely prioritize his younger brother's situation.

If Gong Yuanzheng only wanted to accompany Lin Qingyue on her travels, Gong Shangjiao would definitely not force Gong Yuanzheng to help him.

At most, he would entrust matters related to medicine and poisons to Gong Yuanzheng, but he would take care of everything else himself.

Gong Yuanzheng was clearly aware of this.

As someone who dotes on his brother, he couldn't bear to see his brother overworked.

"You are your brother's younger brother, so you should help and support him more."

Gong Yuanzheng was somewhat surprised to hear Lin Qingyue's answer.

"Yue'er, aren't you angry?"

Lin Qingyue tilted her head and blinked. "Why are you angry? You're my brother's younger brother. It's only natural for you to help him share the burden."

"Moreover, even if we travel the world, we'll only go out once a year at most; it's impossible for us to stay outside all the time."

"No matter how comfortable a carriage is, it can't compare to the comfort of home."

"The palace gate is our home, so we definitely spend most of our time at home."

Gong Yuanzheng felt a warm feeling in his heart and his eyes were a little hot. He couldn't quite describe the feeling, but he felt extremely satisfied and fulfilled.

He couldn't help but hug Lin Qingyue tightly, gently rubbing his cheek against the top of her head.

What merit does he possess to be able to marry such a wonderful wife?

Gong Zishang couldn't help but sigh, "Yuanzheng, you are truly blessed."

Gong Yuanzheng lowered his head and smiled faintly. Yes, he also felt that he was too lucky to have such a wonderful Yue'er as his wife.

He turned to look at Gong Zishang and Gong Huanyu, "Zhiren, elder brother, can the Gong family's marriage selection be brought forward?"

If they choose a bride sooner, capture the bride who has infiltrated the palace sooner, and eliminate Wu Feng sooner, he and Yue'er can do what they want to do sooner.

Gong Zishang and Gong Huanyu: "..."

Well, actually they were also very anxious and wanted to eliminate Wufeng immediately.

But you have to eat one bite at a time and do one thing at a time.

Gong Huanyu lowered her head in thought. She had taken advantage of the news of Gong Hongyu's serious illness to bring forward the time for the Gong family to choose a husband.

If you want it a few days earlier, that's fine too, just make Gong Hongyu's condition sound even more serious.

Since he's already dead, he can say whatever he wants.

However, he worried that Wu Feng might take advantage of Zhi Ren's serious illness and critical condition to launch a large-scale attack on the palace gates.

Now, two of the three elders on the back mountain are crippled, and since Young Master Yue was never mentioned in the painting, he is now practically a cripple as well.

Shang Jiao is not at the palace gate. He has not yet mastered his martial arts, and the secret passages and hidden weapons at the palace gate have not been completely altered. If Wu Feng attacks at this time, the palace gate will likely be powerless to resist.

Gong Yuanzheng had obviously thought of this as well, and he said listlessly, "It's late, I won't keep you any longer, go home early."

After saying that, he ignored their expressions and went straight back to his own bedchamber.

Unfolding the portrait at hand again, Gong Yuanzheng's longing for Lin Qingyue reached its peak.

Brother, when are you going to propose to the Lin family?

Upon returning to the Blade-Holding Hall, Gong Zishang was not in a hurry to rest. Instead, she had Jin Mao grind ink and write down everything that had happened that night, then had it urgently delivered to Gong Shangjiao.

Meanwhile, in the capital, Gong Shangjiao is discussing a marriage alliance with the thirteenth prince.

"Shang Jiao, do you mean to arrange a marriage between your younger brother, Gong Yuanzheng, and the eldest daughter of Lin Ruhai, the Salt Commissioner?"

Gong Shangjiao nodded, "I hope Your Highness will grant my request."

Qi Yan'an unfolded his folding fan and looked at Gong Shangjiao thoughtfully.

The position of Salt Commissioner is too special. Why would Shang Jiao take a fancy to his eldest daughter? Could there be other reasons behind this?

Gong Shangjiao clearly understood the meaning behind his gaze, and calmly and deliberately delivered the lie he had prepared.

“My younger brother Yuanzheng accompanied me outside the palace gates and met Miss Lin once at Tianning Temple outside Yangzhou City.”

"From then on, he fell deeply in love with Lin, but Yuanzheng knew that their social statuses were too different, so he dared not propose marriage to Lord Lin."

"Now that I have this opportunity, I will naturally try my best to fight for my brother."

Qi Yan'an looked puzzled. "I see..."

Gong Shangjiao smiled sincerely, "I hope Your Highness will grant my request."

Qi Yan'an unconsciously quickened his pace as he fanned himself with his folding fan; this marriage was proving difficult to arrange.

The Lin family was a true family of high social standing and scholars, and Lin Ruhai was also a confidant of the emperor.

If Lin Ruhai were to suggest that the eldest daughter of such a family be married off to a brute from the martial arts world, he would fight to the death with the person who made the suggestion.

Gong Shangjiao's inner self was not as calm as he appeared. Having traveled outside for so many years, he knew how big the gap was between the Gong family and the Lin family.

Barring unforeseen circumstances, Yuanzheng's younger brother will never have any contact with the eldest daughter of the Lin family in his lifetime.

Unfortunately, the painting does not show how Yuanzheng's younger brother arranged his marriage with the eldest daughter of the Lin family.

In the silence, Jin Fu hurriedly delivered a message by carrier pigeon. Upon seeing the red paint on it, Gong Shangjiao's expression changed slightly.

Could it be that something happened at the palace gates?

Ignoring the presence of the thirteenth prince, Gong Shangjiao opened the letter directly. After reading its contents, he was both annoyed and amused.

That Gong Zishang is really something, using red paint for such a small matter.

But the contents of the book brought him immense satisfaction.

His future younger brother took the initiative to share his burdens, even putting him before his sister-in-law, which gave him a secret sense of joy.

That's great, the younger brother hasn't forgotten his older brother since he got a wife.

Seeing the changes in Gong Shangjiao's expression, Qi Yan'an became interested.

"What's wrong with Shangjiao?"

Gong Shangjiao said with a smile, "This is a letter sent by my sister."

"Sister? Shang Jiao, you have a sister?"

"Yes, her name is Gong Zishang."