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

Daiyu seems to possess a natural, convincing magic.

The approach of Prince Yuki and Yuki Chongzi terrified the natives, but not her.

Looking at their mottled, still-bleeding wounds, Daiyu's eyes flashed with pity.

She took out some medicine from her sleeve and pulled a little girl's arm over.

The little girl flinched and tried to pull her arm back, but when she met Daiyu's gentle gaze, she stopped.

Daiyu gently sprinkled the medicine powder evenly onto the little girl's wound.

The powder stung slightly when it first touched the wound, but quickly became cool and relieved the pain.

To the little girl's astonishment, the wound on her arm quickly stopped bleeding.

She held her arms and turned around, excitedly talking to the people behind her.

The words were unfamiliar to Daiyu and the others, so they couldn't understand them. But judging from the expressions of the locals, they could roughly guess what they meant.

The old man finally released his grip, allowing the middle-aged man to walk towards Xue Zhongzi and the others.

"Are you...are you gods?" the middle-aged man stammered in a foreign language.

His language skills were not fluent, and Yukishigeko had to carefully discern the general meaning to guess what he meant.

His expression was gentle, and he tried to speak as slowly as possible, without the slightest impatience.

"We are not gods, we are just ordinary people like you."

The middle-aged man's eyes held awe and disbelief.

It can fly, control people remotely, and has such a miraculous medicine—how could it not be a god?

Yukishigeko's expression remained unchanged as he handed a bottle of powder to the middle-aged man.

"Take care of your wound first, and then tell me about what's going on here."

The middle-aged man accepted the medicine bottle with a complicated expression.

He looked down at the pristine white porcelain bottle in his hand, unable to find the words to describe it.

It felt very comfortable to hold in my hand. In their tribe, even when offering sacrifices to the gods, they didn't have such fine vessels.

Xue Zhongzi didn't pay much attention to the middle-aged man; instead, he walked to Xue Gongzi's side.

Young Master Xue has already had all the foreigners tied up.

"Xiaoxue, you stay here to take care of Daiyu and Qingyu. I'll take some people to survey this island first."

"Okay, Daxue, what should we do with these people?"

Yukishige's gaze swept coldly over the foreigners.

"Let Yu'er calm those people down and let them decide. Ultimately, revenge is something one must take oneself."

Young Master Xue understood. He nodded, ignored the foreigners, and instructed his guards to move the corpses.

The bodies of the foreigners were all cremated, while the bodies of the indigenous people were piled up to the side, left for them to dispose of themselves.

Daiyu had already used silver needles to stop the bleeding for the little girl, and was wiping away the dirt around the wound with a silk handkerchief.

The pristine white handkerchief was quickly stained with blood and mud.

Just as Daiyu was about to call Xueyan to bring some hot water, a wooden basin appeared beside her.

She turned around and saw Jia Tanchun handing her a wrung-out silk handkerchief.

"Thank you, Third Sister."

Daiyu smiled and, without any hesitation, took the handkerchief and then handed the stained one to Jia Tanchun.

Jia Tanchun calmly took the handkerchief and put it into the basin to wash. The water was instantly stained red.

Without turning around, she directly instructed the maid, "Bring me another basin of warm water, and have Second Sister boil some more hot water."

"Yes, miss, I'll go right away!"

As Daiyu listened to the conversation between the mistress and servant, the corners of her mouth turned up even higher.

Looking at the busy crowd, Jia She frowned and pondered for a moment before finally looking at the commander of the Imperial Guards beside him.

“Let’s go, let’s look around and see where it’s suitable to set up camp. If nothing unexpected happens, we’ll be living on this island with Gongmen for the next few years.”

After saying that, he walked straight into the depths of the island.

The Imperial Guard Commander frowned, his eyes showing vigilance and worry. He glanced at Young Master Xue without leaving a trace, and quickly followed Jia She's pace.

After walking a considerable distance, he finally spoke to Jia She.

"General Jia, what did you mean by that just now?"

Jia She didn't stop walking. Instead of answering directly, he asked, "Lord Zhang, what do you think of this island?"

Lord Zhang replied very quickly, “The vegetation is lush, the climate is pleasant, and there are no signs of birds of prey around. This land is quite fertile.”

As the commander of the Imperial Guards, it was his habit to observe the surrounding situation at all times.

Having traveled this far, he had already thoroughly explored his surroundings.

“Yes, a place like this is definitely a livable place,” Jia She said with a hint of sarcasm.

"I don't know what England was thinking, actually using this place as a place of exile for criminals."

Lord Zhang interrupted Jia She impatiently, "General Jia, we have been at sea for two years. The most urgent task is to return to Daqing as soon as possible and report all the events of the past two years to the Emperor!"

Jia She finally stopped and looked at Lord Zhang, his smile ambiguous.

"Such a good place, whether it is occupied by the British or those criminals take over, it will be a loss for Daqing."

Lord Zhang frowned. "This place is so far from Daqing, it's impossible for us to station troops here."

He abruptly stopped speaking, his eyes filled with astonishment as he looked at Jia She.

Jia She curled the corners of his mouth. "Lord Zhang, you have also served in the palace for many years, and we have been following the palace gates to sea for two years. I don't believe you can't see the palace gates' true intentions."

"It is better for the people of the palace to settle here than for foreigners to obtain this land."

Lord Zhang's expression shifted rapidly, and finally, he said in a hoarse voice, "But the people at the palace gates aren't members of the royal family either..."

"The people of the palace are also ordinary people of Daqing. Their customs and culture are all of the same origin and bloodline as ours."

Lord Zhang opened his mouth, but was unable to refute Jia She's words.

This busy work lasted until dark.

Young Master Xue arranged for several simple dwellings to be built.

When Xue Zhongzi returned to the camp with his guards, Daiyu had already prepared dinner.

Upon seeing Xue Zhongzi, she excitedly ran a few steps, "Brother Da Xue! You're finally back!"

Xue Zhongzi smiled faintly, without answering Daiyu's question, and reached behind her to pull out a strange-looking little animal.

It was a round, chubby creature, lazily clinging to Yukishige's arm, with a bright green leaf dangling from its mouth.

Its ears are big and round, making its small head look even rounder.

His large, dark eyes stared blankly at Daiyu.

"Oh my god! What an adorable little thing!" Daiyu exclaimed, covering her mouth in surprise, and eagerly took the little animal.

Yukiko smiled and said, "I thought it looked quite similar to the koala my sister drew, so I caught it to play with you."

It was precisely because Lin Qingyue had noted on the portrait that the animal, named "Koala," posed no danger that he caught it for Daiyu.

Hearing the commotion, Qingyu ran over without stopping.

"Brother Snow, I want to go explore this island with you tomorrow! I want to catch a kangaroo to keep as a pet!"

Xue Chongzi: "..."