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

This is a very peculiar flower. Its shape is very similar to that of a peony, and its petals are crystal clear and emit a faint fragrance.

Gong Yuanzheng broke it off, hesitated for a moment, and handed it to Lin Qingyue, a hint of trepidation in his eyes. "It's time to replace the plum blossoms in your room. Does Liuyun like them?"

"I like it." Lin Qingyue looked at the flowers in her hand, her eyes flashing with amazement.

She couldn't help but reach out and gently touch the petals; the touch was as soft as jade.

She looked at Gong Yuanzheng in surprise, "I have never seen such a peculiar flower."

Seeing that she liked it, Gong Yuanzheng also smiled slightly, his somewhat childlike face showing a hint of pride.

He quickly folded off all the cloud-like clouds beside him and handed them to Lin Qingyue.

“If you like it, I’ll cultivate more of them. But you can’t plant them in the Zheng Palace. Its leaves are poisonous. If you accidentally touch them, it will be bad.”

Lin Qingyue's expression stiffened slightly. "Then plant it in the Corner Palace..."

Seeing Lin Qingyue's strange expression, Gong Yuanzheng quickly explained:

“My brother doesn’t like flowers, and these are planted in the backyard, so he doesn’t usually come here.”

"You don't need to worry. The day I transplanted the herbs to the Corner Palace, I gave my brother a picture book."

“I have written down the properties of these herbs clearly. My brother knows them and will not touch them easily.”

Lin Qingyue: For some reason, I feel a little sorry for Young Master Jiao...

After Gong Yuanzheng finished speaking, he squatted down, took a small shovel, and carefully dug the soil around the roots of the Flowing Cloud.

Lin Qingyue squatted down with him, watching his actions with some curiosity, "What are you doing?"

Gong Yuanzheng didn't look up, focusing on his hands, but still didn't forget to explain to her.

"The flowers of the Flowing Cloud are just ordinary flowers, and its leaves are poisonous, but its roots and stems are a rare and valuable medicinal material."

He was extremely careful, only using a shovel to remove a thin layer of soil on top, and then using his hands to remove the rest of the soil.

He didn't mind at all that his slender, white fingers were stained with mud.

"I have been digging for herbs for many years. Every time I dig into the dark and damp soil and see the roots and stems of the herbs, it is as if I see their heart."

Gong Yuanzheng's clear voice rang in her ears, and Lin Qingyue looked up at him in a daze.

The boy had a faint smile on his face, his eyes focused intently on the medicinal herbs that were gradually appearing on the ground, his expression filled with a sense of piety.

He quickly dug out a piece of root and proudly handed it to Lin Qingyue.

He dug up the rhizome very intact, without even breaking the outer skin.

Lin Qingyue was about to take it when Gong Yuanzheng immediately pulled it back, saying, "It's muddy, don't get your hands dirty."

As he spoke, he wrapped it up in a handkerchief before handing it to Lin Qingyue.

Lin Qingyue looked at the root in her hand. It was no bigger than her palm, with a dark and rough skin and a unique herbal smell.

Lin Qingyue knew very little about traditional Chinese medicine. She was completely clueless about this kind of Chinese medicine, whose name she had never even heard of. After glancing at it a few times and satisfying her curiosity, she put it in the basket next to her.

Gong Yuanzheng had almost dug out the second piece of herb. At this moment, the sun was high in the sky, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead, with a drop of sweat running down his eyelashes.

He was digging for herbs and had no time to wipe his sweat. He could only frown and blink several times, trying to squeeze out the sweat, but it was all in vain.

Lin Qingyue picked up a handkerchief and wiped away all the sweat from his forehead.

Gong Yuanzheng paused for a moment, his movements of digging for herbs also stopping. He turned to look at Lin Qingyue, his face showing surprise and joy.

Lin Qingyue smiled and waved the Flowing Cloud Flower in her hand, "Hurry up, or the flower in my hand will wilt if we don't go back soon."

Gong Yuanzheng chuckled softly, and when he looked up again, he could no longer hide the smile on his face.

Under the warm sun, his smile was even more dazzling than the sunlight.

"How wonderful~" Gong Zishang leaned against the pavilion, looking at the two people below, and couldn't help but sigh.

Turning his head slightly, he saw Young Master Xue engrossed in reading a storybook, completely oblivious to his surroundings.

Seeing him like this, Gong Zishang couldn't help but want to tease him. She moved a few steps closer to Xue Gongzi, her face bearing an ambiguous smile.

"Xiaoxue, look at your little brother Yuanzheng and little sister Qingyue, aren't you envious? How about I find you a little wife?"

Young Master Xue looked at Gong Zishang with some confusion, "Envious? Why? I haven't finished reading my storybook yet."

Meeting Gong Zishang's gaze, he suddenly realized, "Zhi Ren, are you envious? Why don't you write a letter to Young Master Jiao and ask him to help you find a husband?"

Gong Zishang: "..."

Young Master Xue seemed to have taken a liking to something. He closed the storybook, frowned slightly, and began to think about the people he knew.

Heavy Snow? Heavy Snow's cultivation method is special; she loses her memory once every four years. No way.

Xiao Hua? Xiao Hua is alright, but her martial arts skills are too weak. Would Zhi Ren find her unsuitable?

Xiaoyue? No way! He prefers the bladeless style; he's not worthy of wielding a blade!

Who else could it be? A figure suddenly appeared in his mind.

"Young Master Qi." Young Master Xue looked at Gong Zishang with a serious expression and offered his advice with utmost sincerity.

"Zhi Ren, what do you think of Young Master Qi? He's alright looking, I don't know how good his martial arts are, but his bodyguards are very skilled. Why don't you make him your husband?"

Gong Zishang's smile froze, and she looked at the serious-looking Young Master Xue with a twitching mouth.

Was she being teased in return? This is unbelievable! Isn't this child the most innocent one in the palace? How did she learn this kind of trick?

And what a talent for choosing people! He picked a prince right away!

"You little brat, what are you doing, trying to arrange marriages like this? Go read your storybooks!"

Young Master Xue was unconvinced and wanted to refute, but Gong Zishang saw this and was about to take back his story.

Startled, Young Master Xue quickly shut his mouth, picked up the storybook on the table, and ran towards the back mountain.

I had only run a few steps when I heard a commotion.

Young Master Xue paused for a moment as he fled, then silently withdrew his foot and returned to the pavilion.

Then Gong Ziyu stumbled and rushed into the corner palace.

Jin Fan followed closely behind him, his face contorted with anxiety.

He had to guard against the guards injuring Young Master Yu, and also prevent Young Master Yu, who was recovering from a serious illness, from falling.

Gong Yuanzheng and Lin Qingyue also stood up, and both of them looked at Gong Ziyu at the same time.

Lin Qingyue was puzzled, while Gong Yuanzheng was dissatisfied.

"What are you all good for! You can't even stop a sick person!"

Gong Yuanzheng's sinister gaze swept over the guards, all of whom wore bitter expressions.

It's not that they didn't want to stop them, it's that they simply couldn't.

Jin Fan is a Red Jade Guard; they are just ordinary Green Jade Guards. How could they possibly stop them?

Jin Huai, Jin Cheng, and Jin Chao stood in front of Gong Ziyu and Jin Fan at the same time.

Upon seeing Jin Chao, Gong Ziyu's still somewhat dazed mind immediately cleared, and he took a step forward to approach Jin Chao.

"Where is A-Yun? Where is A-Yun? Where did you take her?"