Comprehensive film and television: The Queen of Rolls Opens the Roll Again

Chapter 230 Gong Yuanzheng Understood the Mistake

The two big gray cats squatted on the tallest tree in Yugong for a long time, kissing each other sweetly and their mouths were swollen, but Gong Ziyu still didn't come out.

Gong Yuanzheng couldn't help but feel disappointed: "Strange, Gong Ziyu didn't drink too much today? Didn't he say that he would run to the yard drunk and go crazy every night recently?"

Oh, you think the feeling of happiness is not strong enough, so you come to watch your mortal enemy make a fool of himself to increase your feeling of happiness?

Zhang Xueming was just about to say leave when he saw a young girl in a slightly transparent black gauze embroidered robe, walking out from the corner with a maid carrying wine and food.

With the help of the light, Zhang Xueming could clearly see the weak and innocent face.

It was Gong Ziyu’s bride, Lin Zhenzhen from Qingyuan City.

Arriving at Gong Ziyu's door, Lin Zhenzhen knocked twice, pushed open the half-open door, took the tray from the maid, and walked in gracefully.

After a moment, she came over empty-handed and closed the door. The maid seemed very nervous and asked softly, "Miss Lin, is it really okay to do this?"

Lin Zhenzhen said calmly, "I ordered you to do this, so you can't be punished. Go back and rest, you don't have to wait for me."

The maid said worriedly: "Miss Lin, I heard that a forced melon is not sweet..."

Lin Zhenzhen smiled softly, but her words were earth-shattering: "Xiaoxuan, I can't wait any longer. When Guard Jin Fan recovers from his injury, I won't have a chance. Besides, you can only know if a forced melon is sweet after you twist it. If it's not sweet after you twist it once, then twist it a few more times. I don't believe it won't be sweet after you twist it!"

Zhang Xueming had already guessed what this Miss Lin was going to do. He secretly praised "Miss Lin for her domineering attitude" and planned to take Gong Yuanzheng away.

We can't let the innocent young man hear this, it would be troublesome if he gets angry.

She hasn't brought him back to the North to get married yet, so she can't just eat him up so hastily.

Her family, clan members and young master all love and respect her, and she should also respect them.

Gong Yuanzheng refused to leave. He could smell the scent of fun in Lin Zhenzhen's tone, and he had a hunch that Gong Ziyu was going to be in trouble, so how could he not join in the fun?

Zhang Xueming had no choice but to continue to wait with him, secretly praying that Miss Lin would move slower and wait until Gong Yuanzheng's patience ran out.

The doors and windows were closed, and Gong Yuanzheng didn't dare to get closer. He could only vaguely hear Lin Zhenzhen and Gong Ziyu talking inside, but he couldn't make out what they were saying.

He acted coquettishly and asked Zhang Xueming, who had good hearing, to relay the message. Zhang Xueming heard that the two people in the room did not say anything inappropriate for children, so he agreed to his request.

What can Gong Ziyu and Lin Zhenzhen say?

At first, Gong Ziyu was very resistant and questioned why Lin Zhenzhen broke into his room without permission.

Lin Zhenzhen acted weak, sobbing softly, and said something like "I know the young master doesn't want to marry me, and I never thought of marrying into the palace."

Gong Ziyu's attitude softened, and he asked her softly why she didn't want to marry in and why she wanted to participate in the marriage selection.

Lin Zhenzhen sobbed and told the "truth" sadly: her father, who was a businessman, was killed by robbers while he was out one day, and life at home became increasingly difficult. Her mother also had to take care of her younger siblings and threatened to commit suicide, so she had to come.

Then Lin Zhenzhen recalled her life when her father was alive, compared it with the days that followed, and talked about her mother's expectations of her. This wave of emotional appeal moved Gong Ziyu.

Gong Ziyu said: "It turns out that you and I are both pitiful people."

He complained to Lin Zhenzhen.

In his words, the life he had lived since childhood was bitterer than bitter gourd. His mother didn't love him, and his father didn't love him after his mother passed away. His brother didn't understand his suffering and encouraged him to practice martial arts in various ways. He hated fighting and killing the most. Now, Yugong has experienced a series of changes, and people's hearts are easily changed.

Gong Yuanzheng listened to Zhang Xueming's retelling. He complained about every word she said. In the end, he felt it was extremely boring. "Forget it. Let's go. We won't listen to his whining anymore. It's unlucky."

Zhang Xueming nodded quickly.

Gong Ziyu's voice was obviously not right. It seemed that there was something else going on with the wine and food that Miss Lin sent.

There is no need to prescribe medicine, and the clinic will not give it to you.

That's the problem with the food itself.

Zhang Xueming recalled the dishes placed on the mahogany tray at that time, including scrambled eggs with leeks, sea cucumber with green onions, fried quail...Isn't the dish in the small stew pot stewed pigeon?

Hiss, a bit cruel. Zhang Xueming shook unconsciously. Sisters are powerful and ruthless. I don't know how many times she plans to twist the melon tonight. I hope Gong Ziyu's waist can hold on.

Gong Yuanzheng hurriedly asked, "Are you cold? Let's not go anywhere else, let's go straight back to Zheng Palace."

Zhang Xueming glanced at him and sighed, "Those who practice martial arts are immune to cold and heat."

Gong Yuanzheng retorted: "Being immune to cold and heat doesn't mean you won't catch a cold."

As they were bickering, Lin Zhenzhen in the other room let out a short scream, followed by her delicate questioning: "Master Yu, what are you doing? Why are you taking off your clothes?"

Gong Yuanzheng's eyes lit up and he wanted to move closer, but Zhang Xueming's face darkened, and without saying anything, he put his arms around his waist and forcibly took him away.

Along the way, he was still muttering indignantly: "That bad guy Gong Ziyu, he closed the door and took off his clothes in front of that girl. He must be going to do something bad. Zhao Zhao, why didn't you let me stop him?"

"That's Lin Zhenzhen, Gong Ziyu's bride." Zhang Xueming took her back to Zheng Palace before letting him go. He said unhappily, "They are a couple trying to improve their relationship, why are you trying to get involved?"

Gong Yuanzheng seemed to be thinking about something.

Although the lights were still on in the front half of the palace, the servants had already gone back.

After entering the side hall and closing the door, Gong Yuanzheng took Zhang Xueming's hand and asked her nervously and expectantly, "Can we go to my bedroom?"

Zhang Xueming didn't understand what was going on and thought that Gong Yuanzheng had prepared another gift to surprise her, so she nodded in agreement.

Arriving at the bedroom, Gong Yuanzheng closed the door, encouraged himself, took off his big sweater and hung it on the floor-standing clothes rack, removed the various small things on his waist belt, and began to untie the waist belt with trembling hands.

His face turned red so much that he felt as if his whole body was on fire and he didn't dare to raise his head.

Zhang Xueming looked at Gong Yuanzheng in confusion as he put the waist belt on the table, then walked back to face her and took off his robe with a black fox fur edge and many small rubies dotted on the front, revealing a pure black robe with a stand-up collar and dark embroidered cloud and thunder patterns.

Then, Gong Yuanzheng untied his robe, leaving only a tight white undershirt and a pair of black trousers.

He reached for the cloth belt under his armpits twice but failed to touch it. He pursed his lips, and finally mustered up the courage to look up at Zhang Xueming, his voice trembling: "Zhao, Zhaozhao, do you want to take off all your clothes?"

Zhang Xueming: “???”

How come it sounded like she was forcing him to take off his clothes? !

"Why do you ask?" Zhang Xueming's eyes widened. "When did I ask you to take off your clothes?"

The young man glanced at her shyly and said in a low voice: "Didn't Zhao Zhao say that Gong Ziyu taking off clothes in front of Lin Zhenzhen was a way for the couple to improve their relationship? I, I also want to improve my relationship with Zhao Zhao."

Zhang Xueming felt dizzy as if he had been hit by a boomerang. He held his forehead and sighed, "Gong Ziyu has already reached adulthood. He and Miss Lin only need a wedding before they can live in the same house. Ayuan, it's too early for you."