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

"Yue'er, my brother told me yesterday that His Majesty is very satisfied with the current grain yield. Tomorrow, let's go on a journey through the world."

In the past two years, Gong Zishang has spent half of each year traveling.

Every time she traveled, she would bring Daiyu to Yangzhou.

Recalling the time when Lin Qingyue listened to Gong Zishang recount his interesting travel stories, her face was full of envy.

Gong Yuanzheng couldn't help but curse the emperor in his heart for being so inhuman!

Even though the grain yield had improved significantly, he was still dissatisfied until the yield reached 1,000 catties per mu before he finally gave in.

As expected, Lin Qingyue's face was full of surprise, but she quickly suppressed her smile.

"I've heard that His Majesty also wants you to improve the taste of rice. Is it really okay for us to go on a trip now?"

For a moment, Gong Yuanzheng's expression showed a hint of depression.

"It's okay, my brother said there's no rush, we can improve it gradually later."

Since it was Gong Shangjiao who said it, Lin Qingyue was naturally relieved.

"Let's go back and pack our luggage!" Lin Qingyue's voice was filled with excitement at the prospect of seeing the scenery she had been longing for.

The carriage blueprints she drew were used by Gong Zishang and Daiyu to build two years ago.

For the past two years, she has been traveling in this carriage!

If it weren't for Gong Yuanzheng, Lin Qingyue would have loved to travel with Gong Zishang and Daiyu.

Several red jade guards accompanied us along the way, ensuring our absolute safety.

Moreover, ordinary martial arts practitioners dare not provoke the palace gates now.

Gong Yuanzheng took Lin Qingyue's hand. "I gave Jin Huai instructions this morning."

"He will help us pack what we need, and when we go back, we only need to pack some clothes."

“Since you’ve come for the fruit, we’ll naturally pick the fruit and then go back.”

Thinking about the upcoming trip, Lin Qingyue couldn't help but smile, her bright eyes sparkled, and her steps became much lighter.

Based on Gong Zishang's feedback from her actual travels over the past two years, she has now made the travel guide again and again.

Now it can finally be realized.

The joy emanating from her was truly impossible to ignore.

Gong Yuanzheng felt a pang of guilt, for he had promised Lin Qingyue that he would take her on a journey through the world after their marriage, exploring all the beautiful landscapes.

But these trivial matters have delayed things until now.

"I'm sorry, Yue'er..."

Before he could finish speaking, Lin Qingyue silenced him with a kiss.

Lin Qingyue's smile was bright and radiant, like the most beautiful flower in the world.

“You haven’t wasted these three years. You’ve helped your brother with his worries and cultivated grain seeds for the people.”

“These are all important matters. We have a lifetime, enough time for us to travel.”

“Yuanzheng, how about we be like Sister Zishang, spending half the year traveling and the other half accompanying our brother at the palace gates?”

Gong Yuanzheng grasped Lin Qingyue's hand that was covering him, a gentle and tender smile playing on his lips.

"Okay, whatever you say."

The two walked hand in hand toward an orchard.

The maids and guards consciously slowed down, gradually increasing the distance between them.

But we didn't go too far away; at a distance where we couldn't hear their conversation, but we could still reach out to them if they needed anything.

Gong Yuanzheng stared blankly at the two figures walking away in the painting, a sense of melancholy creeping over him.

The image of himself in the painting made him so happy that he could hardly believe it.

While he was still in a daze, Jin Mao hurriedly came in with several letters.

"Wielding Blade, a letter has arrived from Young Master Horn!"

Gong Zishang immediately stepped forward and took the letter.

Some were given to her, and some were given to Gong Yuanzheng.

Gong Zishang waved to Gong Yuanzheng on the roof, holding the letter, "It's your brother's letter, come down and read it!"

Before she could finish speaking, Jin Huai was already standing in front of her.

Gong Zishang: "..."

Got it, this brat isn't planning on coming down.

After handing the letter to Jin Huai, Gong Zishang leisurely sat back down in her chair, placing the letter aside without any rush to read it.

Young Master Xue asked curiously, "Zhi Ren, this is Young Master Jiao's letter. Aren't you going to read it first?"

Gong Zishang had already leaned back in her chair, and behind her, a perceptive guard was already massaging her shoulders.

"No rush. This letter isn't in a red envelope, which means things aren't urgent. We can look at it after we've finished viewing the scroll."

Gong Yuanzheng, who was on the roof, had the same idea, and kept the letter beside him.

On the painting, a three-story boat is sailing smoothly on the lake.

Lin Qingyue leaned against the window, making corrections with a calligraphy brush. Only when it was time to set off did she realize that her travel plan was not detailed enough.

"Expedition, let's go to the desert first."

The vast, boundless yellow sand sea, with wisps of smoke rising like the sky.

Just imagining it filled Lin Qingyue with endless longing.

"Let's go straight to Haixi after leaving the desert and celebrate the New Year with my brother."

Gong Yuanzheng leaned back on the soft couch, recalling Gong Shangjiao's words from the previous night, and suggested:

"Yue'er, why don't we go to Haixi first? Daxue and Xiaoxue are planning to set sail for a long journey in a month. Why don't we go with them?"

Lin Qingyue's heart skipped a beat. Going to sea? This really touched her heart.

She had never even seen the sea in her past life, yet she can go out to sea to play in this life!

In the past two years, Xue Gongzi and Xue Zhongzi have already gone to sea several times. They only returned a month ago this year, are they about to set off again so soon?

Just as she was about to agree immediately, Lin Qingyue remembered Gong Shangjiao and hesitated.

"Brother, will you agree?"

Gong Zishang was also tempted and proposed to go to sea with Xue Gongzi and Xue Zhongzi, but was sternly rejected by Gong Shangjiao.

The reason is straightforward: the sea is too dangerous, and Gong Zishang does not know martial arts.

Given how dangerous it is, is Gong Shangjiao sure he can let Gong Yuanzheng go out to sea?

Gong Yuanzheng naturally noticed Lin Qingyue's interest, and his smile deepened.

"Don't worry, Yue'er. If you want to go, we can certainly go."

Since his brother told him this news immediately after he was released from confinement, he obviously guessed that he and Yue'er would go on a journey through the martial world.

His brother was simply giving him more options.

Moreover, since Young Master Xue and Xue Chongzi have been to sea so many times and have enough experience, the older brother can rest assured.

Lin Qingyue was overjoyed and could hardly contain herself. She left the window, walked quickly to the soft couch, and naturally leaned against Gong Yuanzheng's chest.

Gong Yuanzheng naturally put his arm around her.

"Then let's go to Haixi first. I really want to see the scenery overseas right away."

"No rush. We'll set off for Haixi after we've said goodbye to our parents."

"it is good."

Seeing his lover's smiling face so close to his, Gong Yuanzheng couldn't help but press her down on the couch and kiss her.

The soft touch intoxicated him, and he unconsciously increased the pressure.

Lin Qingyue suddenly pushed him, and Gong Yuanzheng loosened his grip slightly, but their foreheads touched, and his hands still tightly embraced her waist.

Lin Qingyue's cheeks flushed slightly, and her eyes, as she looked at Gong Yuanzheng, seemed to hold a mixture of shyness and annoyance. "It's daytime now..."

Seeing Lin Qingyue's reluctance, Gong Yuanzheng naturally wouldn't force her. He simply held her firmly in his arms, waiting for the flutter in his heart to slowly dissipate.

A white dove suddenly flew into the cabin.

Gong Yuanzheng impatiently reached out his hand, and the white dove flew into his palm on its own.

Gong Yuanzheng then noticed that its ankles were bound with red bamboo slips.

His expression turned serious. He immediately sat up, opened the letter, and after reading its contents, Gong Yuanzheng's expression became somewhat strange.

"Yue'er, the Emperor Emeritus has passed away."