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

When Xue Chongzi returned to the Snow Palace, he noticed that Young Master Xue's expression was somewhat strange.

Holding pastries in his hand, he wasn't eating them, but just spacing out—something that had never happened before.

He quickly walked to Xue Gongzi's side and asked with some concern, "What's wrong? What happened?"

Xue Gongzi's tone carried a hint of disbelief, "Gong Ziyu has come to participate in the trial."

Xue Chongzi raised an eyebrow. Isn't this normal? Gong Ziyu is eager to accompany Yun Weishan back to her parents' home, so isn't it normal for her to come and participate in the trial?

The expression on Young Master Xue's face turned to disbelief. "I never expected him to be so weak. He actually cried from the cold!"

Xue Chongzi: "..."

"Heavy snow, I think we don't need to increase the difficulty. He definitely won't be able to pass the first level!"

Xue Chongzi: "..."

After calming the "frightened" Young Master Xue, Xue Chongzi went inside, where Jin Fan was taking care of Gong Ziyu.

There was a stove and hot water, just the right amount.

Gong Ziyu was wrapped in a thick blanket, still shivering, her eyes slightly red, clearly having just cried.

Upon seeing Xue Chongzi, he asked, "Is the first trial in the back mountain really this difficult? Was it the same for Gong Shangjiao back then?"

Yukishige looked at him calmly, "The trials are the same for everyone."

"How did Miyazaki pass the test?"

"He is persistent and has profound inner strength, so it is only natural that he passed this test."

Gong Ziyu fell silent. Jin Fan had transferred a lot of internal energy into him, and he had also gone into the water more than once.

But each time he dived, he would only go down one or two meters before he would freeze so badly that he couldn't go any further.

Gong Ziyu lowered his head, his voice slightly hoarse, "Then, how long did it take him to get through this?"

"Twelve days."

Gong Ziyu immediately perked up. Even someone as strong as Gong Shangjiao took twelve days to pass, and he was only on his first day. It was normal for him not to be used to the temperature, and he shouldn't be discouraged.

Moreover, he has Jin Fan to help him, and passing the trial is just around the corner!

After confirming that Gong Ziyu was not dead, Xue Chongzi left the house.

Young Master Xue was happily munching on a pastry.

"After you finish this pastry, practice the Three Styles of Snowfall a few more times. In the afternoon, come with me to handle the affairs of the Snow Palace and Moon Palace."

Young Master Xue nearly choked. He pointed at himself and said, "I'll help you handle the affairs of the Snow Palace and Moon Palace?"

Xue Zhongzi nodded, "Yes, Zhi Ren made me practice the martial arts of the Wind Palace, and I also have to train the Red Jade Guards every day, so I really can't spare the time."

"But...but I don't know how."

"It's not difficult. I'll teach you once. If you still don't understand, just ask Zhi Ren."

"Alright!" Young Master Xue said firmly. "Don't worry, Da Xue, I will definitely handle the affairs of both palaces perfectly!"

Yukishige smiled.

Suddenly, four guards arrived in the dungeon and dragged Han Yaqi and Han Yasi out of the dungeon without saying a word.

Soon Gong Yuanzheng returned to the dungeon, his demeanor different from that morning, now filled with a gloomy aura.

Now, his eyes and brows are brimming with happiness.

He watched with great interest for a while as Situ Hong lay motionless on the ground.

He flung out the hidden weapon in his hand, severing her tendons in her hands and feet. As she cried out in pain, he flicked a pill into her mouth.

"What did you give me to eat?" Situ Hong looked at Gong Yuanzheng in surprise.

If it were the old Situ Hong, she wouldn't have been so wary of Gong Yuanzheng's poison, but after suffering a loss once, she no longer dared to underestimate Gong Yuanzheng.

Gong Yuanzheng smiled gently, "The previous medicine could only suppress your internal energy, but this medicine will destroy all of your internal energy."

Situ Hong's eyes were bloodshot with rage. "Gong Yuanzheng, I'm going to kill you! I'm going to kill you!"

Gong Yuanzheng enjoyed her powerless rage. With a wave of his hand, two guards dragged Situ Hong out of the dungeon.

Looking at Situ Hong hanging high in the air, Gong Yuanzheng ignored her hateful gaze, slit her wrist without hesitation, collected a bowl of blood, and said to Jin Cheng:

“Give her the bowls of medicine on the table, but when did she speak? What did she mean by calling me?”

Looking at Situ Hong's resentful face, Gong Yuanzheng's smile was innocent and harmless.

"These are all prepared for you, enjoy them."

With a cold face, Jin Cheng picked up a bowl of medicine, pinched Situ Hong's cheek, and poured all the medicine into her mouth.

A burning sensation started spreading from my stomach, and it felt like my internal organs were about to be burned away.

Situ Hong couldn't help but let out a shrill scream.

Gong Yuanzheng, carrying the blood in his hand, walked to a secret room deep inside the dungeon.

Everyone thought his medicine was made in a pharmacy, but in fact, the most poisonous and potent medicines he had were all made there.

The prison is right next door; you could just drag any prisoner over to test the drugs. What a perfect place to concoct poisons!

Inside the secret chamber, a bladeless assassin stared in terror at the approaching Gong Yuanzheng, while outside, Situ Hong's screams echoed incessantly.

The young master before him smiled warmly, seemingly oblivious to the cries of agony.

He completely ignored the assassin's terrified eyes and slowly poured the blood from his hand onto the assassin's head.

The blood seeped into the skin as soon as it touched it, and within a few breaths, the assassin's lips turned bluish-black, and he stopped breathing.

What poisonous blood!

Excitement flashed in Gong Yuanzheng's eyes.

"Drag a few more unarmed assassins over here, quick!"

Inside a pavilion in the Corner Palace, Qiulan was doing the hair and makeup of a young maid while earnestly instructing the maid beside her.

The young maid who was learning was also extremely serious, her eyes never leaving Qiulan's hands, wishing she could memorize all these skills.

The snow water in the small red clay pot had already boiled. Gong Zishang carefully held the pot and slowly poured out the hot water.

The aroma of tea mingled with the fragrance of plum blossoms, instantly filling the air.

Once the tea had cooled down a bit, Gong Zishang handed a cup of tea to Lin Qingyue, saying, "Qingyue, please try this tea brewed with plum blossom snow."

Lin Qingyue put down her calligraphy brush, took the teacup with both hands, and immediately smelled the cool fragrance of plum blossoms. The tea soup was bright red and sweet.

She couldn't help but exclaim, "The white jade cup is stained with the color of agate, and the red lips and tongue exude the fragrance of plum blossoms."

"The red plum blossoms in the nine bends paired with the plum blossom snow are indeed a perfect match."

Gong Zishang was already drinking her second cup. She looked at Lin Qingyue and said with emotion, "Sister, since you came to the palace, I feel that my life has become more interesting."

Upon hearing the word "ambiance," Lin Qingyue immediately thought of Daiyu. If she were here, she would surely enjoy this plum blossom and snow tea.

The three maids beside her were still busy, and Gong Zishang said, "You've been learning for so long, take a break first."

"Qiulan, come here quickly and try the tea that your sister brewed."

Qiu Lan glanced at Lin Qingyue, and seeing that she didn't object, she picked up the teacup and drank it down in one gulp.

“Delicious!”

Gong Zishang couldn't help but tease her, "All you can say is 'delicious,' right? Look, Qingyue even recited a couple of lines of poetry. Why don't you say a few lines too!"

Qiu Lan frowned. "Miss Zi Shang, aren't you making things difficult for me?"

Looking at the remaining tea in the teacup, she suddenly said, "If the Second Miss were here, she could definitely compose several poems."

Gong Zishang was somewhat surprised, "Your second young lady can also compose poetry?"

"That's for sure. Although the Second Miss is only five years old, she can compose poems with ease."

This time, Gong Zishang was truly astonished. She looked at Lin Qingyue and asked, "Qingyue, is your sister really that amazing?"

Lin Qingyue laughed, seemingly joking, "To be honest, my Yu'er is a fairy reincarnated from heaven, so composing poetry is naturally a piece of cake for her."

Gong Zishang couldn't help but become interested in Yu'er, whom Lin Qingyue had mentioned. She naturally didn't take the idea of ​​a fairy reincarnated as true; she was simply curious that such a beautiful and talented girl could exist in the world.

"When I have time, I will definitely want to meet your sister."

Lin Qingyue felt a little lost, not knowing when she would be able to see Yu'er again.