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

After calming down, she lowered her sleeves, sat up straight, and said with impeccable manners and seriousness:

“It would be difficult to establish a harem, but it would be possible to gather a few guards and have them practice swordsmanship for us without clothes on.”

Seeing Qiulan staring at them in disbelief, Gong Zishang immediately decided to tease her.

"When the time comes, Qiulan can choose any of the young men from the guard battalion. Whichever one she chooses, I'll reward him to you. If you're not satisfied, we'll find another one!"

"Miss Zi Shang!" Qiu Lan was filled with embarrassment and anger, her cheeks flushed red, and she stomped her feet in frustration. "Miss! Look at her!"

Lin Qingyue smiled and came to Qiulan's rescue, "Qiulan, my dowry hasn't been organized yet, could you help me check it again?"

"Yes, Miss." Qiu Lan bowed and took her leave, not forgetting to glare at Gong Zishang before she left.

This amused Gong Zishang so much that she laughed even harder.

After Qiulan left, the conversation gradually returned to normal.

Lin Qingyue poured Gong Zishang another cup of tea.

"Sister Zishang, if you meet a man who suits your taste, you can simply take him in as your son-in-law."

"There's nothing shameful about being a son-in-law of a respectable family."

"Even if there isn't one that suits your taste, being a Blade Master is more enjoyable than being the Palace Master of the Merchant Palace, isn't it?"

Gong Zishang sighed, his face no longer showing any hesitation, "It's hard for me not to be tempted by what you're saying, sister."

Imagine those shirtless guards practicing martial arts before her, sweating profusely, beads of sweat rolling down their muscular physiques...

Stop! I can't think about it anymore!

Gong Zishang began to doubt herself. For the past ten years, she had been pretending to be a lecher, so how did she suddenly become a genuine lecher?

If you don’t understand it, then don’t think about it.

Gong Zishang, holding a teacup, looked at Lin Qingyue and said softly:

"No one but me is suitable for the position of wielder of the palace gate."

Lin Qingyue smiled and took a sip of black tea; her mission was finally complete.

The two sat for a while, then got up and went to the study to meet up with Gong Shangjiao and the other two.

Upon reaching the study door, Gong Zishang suddenly stopped. She turned to look at Lin Qingyue and asked:

"Qingyue, did you really marry Yuanzheng willingly?"

Lin Qingyue was taken aback for a moment, then broke into a bright smile.

"That's natural."

Gong Zishang nodded, but in her heart she was convinced that Lin Qingyue was being sarcastic. How could someone who could say such a thing be willing to marry someone she had never met?

She admitted that Yuanzheng's younger brother was good-looking, but certainly not good enough to make Qingyue fall in love at first sight.

Didn't you hear Qingyue call her "Sister Zishang" and Gong Yuanzheng "Young Master Zheng"?

That's it. Once she's secured her position as the Blade Master, the first thing she'll do is help Qingyue get a divorce and give her freedom!

Just as they were about to enter, Gong Yuanzheng strode out, looking furious.

As soon as he stepped outside, he glared fiercely at Gong Zishang.

Gong Yuanzheng heard their conversation clearly from inside.

What kind of stupid question is Gong Zishang asking? What does it mean to say whether you marry him willingly?

He's not even married yet, and Gong Zishang is already trying to sow discord between him and his wife!

He was really pissed off!

When he looked at Lin Qingyue, his fierce gaze immediately softened.

"Yue, Yue'er, let's go in together."

"Oh dear, so you're calling her Yue'er already? Did Qingyue agree?"

Gong Zishang feigned disdain, successfully earning another glare from Gong Yuanzheng.

"Never mind her, Yue'er, let's go inside!"

After saying that, he pulled Lin Qingyue towards the study, but his relaxed brows immediately furrowed. Why were her hands so cold?

Without hesitation, a surge of internal energy was channeled into Lin Qingyue's body.

A warm current flowed from her wrist to her limbs and bones. Lin Qingyue looked at Gong Yuanzheng's back in surprise, lowered her head, and a faint smile appeared on her lips.

Gong Zishang shrugged, completely unconcerned about Gong Yuanzheng's attitude, and followed the two of them slowly into the house.

Upon seeing Gong Zishang enter the room, a hint of amazement flashed in Qi Yan'an's eyes.

Dressed in red, Gong Zishang's skin appeared even whiter than snow, and the long, trailing skirt accentuated her graceful figure. As she walked, the skirt fluttered, like butterflies drawn by the fragrance of orchids, dancing around her.

Gong Yuanzheng was completely focused on Lin Qingyue and had no time to pay attention to anything else, but Gong Shangjiao caught a glimpse of her beauty and his brows twitched.

Gong Zishang naturally noticed the amazement in Qi Yan'an's eyes; it was a pure appreciation.

She stretched out her hands and spun around, showing off the clothes from all angles.

"This was a gift from my sister Qingyue. I think this outfit suits me very well."

Gong Yuanzheng rolled his eyes.

"She even bothered to dress up just to have some tea, huh!"

Lin Qingyue explained from the side, "Sister Zishang's clothes got wet, so she had to change them."

Gong Zishang covered her mouth and chuckled, "Qingyue is so thoughtful of me, giving me such a beautiful dress. I'm so happy."

Gong Yuanzheng felt a pang of jealousy. He leaned closer to Lin Qingyue, his voice tinged with a hint of grievance, "You didn't even give me anything..."

Lin Qingyue, “.......”

Young man, we only met for the first time yesterday.

"Sister Zishang, stop teasing Yuanzheng." Gong Shangjiao spoke up at the right time.

Gong Zishang also regained his composure, but couldn't help giving Lin Qingyue a flirtatious wink.

Lin Qingyue and Gong Yuanzheng, "..."

Lin Qingyue was speechless, while Gong Yuanzheng was furious.

Seeing that Gong Yuanzheng was about to explode, Gong Shangjiao hurriedly spoke up about serious matters, forcibly interrupting Gong Yuanzheng's anger. There was really no time to appease his younger brother.

"I wonder how Sister Zishang came to this conclusion?"

"It's very simple." Gong Zishang smoothed his sleeves. "I've decided, I'm going to open a harem at the palace gates!"