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

Inside the Hall of Blade Wielders, the servants had already cleaned up the mess from the previous night.

All the tables, chairs, and decorations have been replaced with new ones.

The door that Gong Yuanzheng kicked down has been repaired.

Gong Zishang sat at his desk, looking at the pile of letters in front of him, his brows furrowed.

Inheriting the sword and managing the palace's internal affairs sounds simple, but in reality, it's a whole host of troublesome matters.

First and foremost, the defenses of the palace gates must be completely replaced from top to bottom.

Gong Zishang glanced at Gong Shangjiao, who was holding a book and looking relaxed not far away, took a deep breath, and secretly cheered herself up.

Gong Zishang, you can do it! This is the first task Gong Shangjiao gave you. It's just about changing to a more robust defense, she can definitely handle it!

Gong Zishang's every move was observed by Gong Shangjiao, whose lips curled up slightly and a faint smile appeared in his eyes.

Gong Zishang is quite capable; given enough time, she will definitely outperform Gong Hongyu.

Yukishige's gaze swept back and forth between the two of them, and finally confirmed that they indeed had no intention of acknowledging him.

She silently withdrew her gaze, picked up the pastries on the table, and slowly nibbled on them.

It must be said that the pastries from the Blade Palace are indeed much tastier than those from the Snow Palace.

The atmosphere inside the hall was unusually quiet, until...

"We're back!" Young Master Xue ran excitedly into the Blade Master's Hall.

A hint of a smile flashed in Xue Chongzi's indifferent eyes as he handed a cup of tea to the slightly out-of-breath Xue Gongzi.

Gong Shangjiao put down the handbook in his hand, and Gong Zishang immediately threw down the pen in his hand.

The young master Hua, who was following behind him, was breathing steadily and showed no signs of fatigue.

Young Master Xue took the teacup from Xue Chongzi, drank it all in one gulp, and then looked at Gong Shangjiao and Gong Yuanzheng.

"Wielding Blade, Young Master Horn, is there anything you need to tell us that you've kept us here?"

Gong Shangjiao nodded. "There's only one thing: among the brides to be chosen, there are two assassins without blades."

Xue Chongzi, Xue Gongzi, and Hua Gongzi all changed their expressions at the same time. How could there be an assassin without a blade?

The upheaval at the palace gates last night was inextricably linked to the two assassins, Nameless and Lark.

They now feel an urge to kill the person who said "no sharpness" just to have some peace and quiet.

Gong Zishang was getting impatient, and at the same time, she felt a growing sense of disdain for Gong Hongyu.

"It's just a single bride selection, and someone as incompetent as Gong Hongyu managed to sneak in. What is he even doing?!"

Gong Shangjiao glanced at Gong Zishang. He completely understood Gong Zishang's frustration, just as he did.

"These two are named Yun Weishan and Shangguan Qian."

"Shangguan Qian is the last descendant of the Gushan Sect. I will bring her into the Horn Palace."

“Yun Weishan, she will move into the Feather Palace.”

"Just pretend you don't know their identities and interact with them normally."

Gong Zishang immediately understood his meaning, "You want to use them to send false information to Wufeng?"

Gong Shangjiao remained expressionless. "They finally made it into the palace, so we should let them play a role."

Gong Zishang did not object to the plan, but she still frowned.

"How do you plan to persuade Gong Ziyu to accept Yun Weishan into the Feather Palace?"

"No need to persuade him." Miyazaki calmly poured himself a cup of tea.

"Gong Ziyu had long been deeply in love with her."

Gong Zishang: "..."

She immediately remembered the bowl of Angelica dahurica and Gynostemma pentaphyllum tea that Gong Ziyu had yesterday. Could it have been that of the girl Yun Weishan?

No way, no way, no way! Yun Weishan is his brother's bride-to-be, and he just took a liking to her like that? Isn't he afraid that his brother might also choose Yun Weishan?!

Gong Zishang felt that her understanding of her younger brother was still too superficial.

Hua Gongzi looked at Gong Shangjiao and Gong Zishang with a bitter face, "But I... but I can't act."

Gong Shangjiao nodded. "It's simple, just avoid her when you see her."

“She is Gong Ziyu’s bride. You are both men, and men and women should not have much contact in the first place.”

"I'm telling you this so you'll be on your guard. After all, she's Wufeng. Who knows, she might suddenly get lost and end up in the back mountain one day."

Hua Gongzi's expression was indescribable. The front and back mountains were far apart, so how could he possibly get lost there?

"Writing a blade will inevitably involve contact with her. At that time, we'll see how well Sister Zishang performs."

Gong Zishang laughed, a confident and smug laugh, "Don't worry about that. I may not be good at anything else, but I'm definitely good at acting!"

After saying that, her smile faded slightly. "Should we tell Gong Ziyu about this?"

Gong Shangjiao smoothed his sleeves and stood up. "There's no need. He can't act."

After considering Gong Ziyu's past behavior, Gong Zishang wisely agreed to Gong Shangjiao's approach.

Seeing that Gong Shangjiao was about to leave, Xue Gongzi called him back. He hesitated for a moment, then looked at Xue Zhongzi before finally looking at Gong Shangjiao.

“Young Master Jiao, there is something about Young Master Zheng that I think I should tell you.”

Gong Shangjiao's expression became more solemn. He looked at Young Master Xue and asked in a deep voice, "What is it?"

Amidst the puzzled looks of the crowd, Young Master Xue spoke hesitantly, "When Xiao Hua and I went to see Xiao Yue off, we ran into Young Master Zheng."

"He sent us away and spoke with the thirteenth prince alone."

Before leaving, the thirteenth prince took out a medicine bottle from his pocket and poured some medicine for Young Master Zheng.

"Later, I secretly turned around and saw that Young Master Zheng had taken the medicine."

Gong Shangjiao's hand tightened suddenly, and his gaze toward Xue Gongzi turned terrifying in an instant.

Xue Zhongzi silently stood in front of Xue Gongzi, though she didn't block anything.

Gong Shangjiao stared at Xue Gongzi for a while, then glanced at everyone in the hall. "Just pretend you don't know anything about this."

After saying that, he immediately turned around and walked out of the Blade-Holding Hall.

Young Master Xue patted his chest, still feeling a bit shaken, and looked at Young Master Hua beside him.

"What's up with him?"

Young Master Hua also looked puzzled and shook his head at Young Master Xue.

Xue Zhongzi stared thoughtfully at Gong Shangjiao's retreating figure. He then turned to look at Gong Zishang behind the desk, who also wore a bitter and resentful expression.

"Zhi Ren, do you know what kind of medicine Young Master Zheng is taking?"

Young Master Xue and Young Master Hua also looked at Gong Zishang with curiosity.

Gong Zishang nodded and explained the reason for the medicine to the three curious children, who were all shocked!

"Young Master Zheng is willing to risk his life for Miss Lin!"

Young Master Xue exclaimed in surprise, as he was still too young to understand Gong Yuanzheng's actions.

But deep down he felt that Zheng Gongzi's approach was much better than Gong Hongyu's or even Xiaoyue's, though he couldn't quite put his finger on why.

Young Master Hua scratched his head, "Young Master Zheng is actually such a devoted lover?"

Judging from his previous arrogant and domineering demeanor, he doesn't seem like that at all.

Gong Zishang nodded heavily, "I only found out today that the little poison child would do such a thing."

After saying that, he sighed, "If something really happens to Yuanzheng's younger brother, I really don't know what Shangjiao will do."

Young Master Hua hesitated for a moment, "Young Master Jiao, will you hold a grudge against Xiaoyue because of this?"

After all, it was because Young Master Yue took in Wu Feng that the poison was leaked out.

Gong Zishang wasn't sure either. "I don't know."

Xue Chongzi raised an eyebrow. "I'm going to Jiaogong now to see if I can use my internal energy to force the poison out of Gong Yuanzheng's body."

"You might be able to force out the poison from the expedition, but Miss Lin has been poisoned for a year. Can you still force it out?"

Xue Zhongzi fell silent. A year had passed, and the poison had already seeped into her lungs and internal organs. How could she possibly force it out?

Inside a side hall of the palace, Gong Yuanzheng carried a bowl of cooked medicinal porridge to the bedside.

Lin Qingyue was still fast asleep at that moment.

Gong Yuanzheng carefully placed the medicinal porridge on the coffee table, gently took Lin Qingyue's wrist out of the bedding, and focused intently on taking her pulse.

That's good. After taking the medicinal diet last night, the toxins have been suppressed to some extent. Even if I don't take Baicao Cui anymore, it won't flare up again.

Gong Yuanzheng felt somewhat relieved. Although reluctant, he still put the fair wrist he was holding back into the quilt.

He rested his chin on his hand and quietly looked at Lin Qingyue, who was sleeping peacefully in front of him.

That's great! I can see Yue'er every morning when I wake up from now on.

During the day, he could accompany her to read books and drink tea at the Zheng Palace, and she could accompany him to the pharmacy to prepare medicine.

If she gets bored at the Zheng Palace, he can accompany her to wander around the front mountain, the back mountain, and the Old Dust Valley.

The palace gates are so big, she definitely won't get tired of staying here. He has been living in the front mountain for eighteen years and he's never gotten tired of it.

Now that there are more places to go, Yue'er definitely won't be bored.

Outside the side hall, Gong Shangjiao, who had rushed back using his light-footed skills, silently watched the indistinct figures inside the hall, his expression complex and difficult to discern.