Quick Wear Peace

Chapter 202 Cloud Feather 5

After returning to Jiao Palace, Gong Shangjiao washed up.

An Ning and Gong Yuanzheng returned to Jiao Palace together and waited patiently for Gong Shangjiao to come back.

During this period, Gong Yuanzheng kept telling An Ning how good Gong Shangjiao was.

An Ning's ears were almost callused from hearing these words.

"Brother Yuanzheng, this is..." Gong Shangjiao looked at An Ning, then looked at Gong Yuanzheng in confusion.

Gong Yuanzheng consciously poured a cup of tea for his brother and An Ning, and then poured a cup of tea for himself.

An Ning nodded with satisfaction. Good, it has been cultivated.

I remember that when I asked Gong Yuanzheng to pour me a cup of tea, he refused and said that he could only pour tea for his brother.

After An Ning's education of "love", and the fact that he could give Gong Shangjiao good things to save his life, he reluctantly poured tea for An Ning, just for the life-saving things in his hand.

Gong Shangjiao looked at Gong Yuanzheng's smooth movements in surprise. Apart from being close to herself, he had never seen his brother Yuanzheng be so close to anyone else, especially a woman.

Gong Yuanzheng told Gong Shangjiao about An Ning's origin.

Gong Shangjiao learned that An Ning could control all plants.

"I wonder if the plants I'm going to see at the palace gate..."

Gong Shangjiao suddenly remembered that when he had finished his mission and was about to return to the palace gate, suddenly huge plants wrapped around his waist, and no matter how he attacked, the plants refused to let go.

He threw himself upwards and onto another plant, so that he could quickly return to the palace gate.

"I asked them to help." An Ning grinned, "But how did it turn out like that?"

An Ning thought of Gong Shangjiao's dusty face when he came to the Council of Elders, and couldn't help wanting to laugh.

Gong Shangjiao’s face darkened.

"Brother will always be the most handsome." Gong Yuanzheng said seriously to Gong Shangjiao.

Gong Shangjiao's face turned even darker, and his hands started to itch.

An Ning covered her mouth and laughed. The child said it very well, but don’t say it again next time.

"Miss An, what is your purpose?" Gong Shangjiao regained his composure and shot his eyes at An Ning like a sharp sword.

Logically speaking, with An Ning's ability, she could live well wherever she went. The environment at the palace gate is not good and is not conducive to a woman's survival, so why would she stay here?

"I came here accidentally. I have no place to live at the moment, and I just happened to fall here, so I'll stay here temporarily." An Ning was not afraid of Gong Shangjiao at all.

"Besides, what is there in the palace that is worth my coveting?" Speaking of this, he couldn't help but complain: "The environment is not good, the rules are strict, and there are people from Wufeng coming to attack from time to time."

The whole thing is like a big sieve.

"How do you know that Wufeng's people are our enemies? You just arrived here." Gong Shangjiao seemed to have found a loophole in An Ning's words.

"You were discussing so loudly in the mourning hall just now, who can't figure it out?" An Ning looked at Gong Shangjiao with contempt.

Thanks again to Gong Ziyu for being so simple. I’ll treat you to hotpot next time.

"Brother, you should get some rest." Gong Yuanzheng looked at the dark circles under Gong Shangjiao's eyes with heartache.

Pull An Ning back to Zheng Palace.

"What kind of bride do you want?" An Ning tilted her head and looked at Gong Yuanzheng who was working hard.

"Anyway, it's not like you." Gong Yuanzheng looked at An Ning arrogantly.

"Am I not beautiful?" An Ning stood up.

Gong Yuanzheng raised his head and looked at An Ning carefully. She had sparkling eyes, a straight nose, and plump lips. Thinking of the touch in his hands, his face felt hot.

"Beautiful." Gong Yuanzheng nodded affirmatively, and continued, "But Brother Shang Jiao said that beautiful women are deceptive."

"You can't generalize. Have I ever lied to you?"

Gong Yuanzheng thought about it and felt that she seemed to have done everything she promised him and did not deceive him.

"Who are you going to give the Yunchu Chonglian to?" An Ning sat down again.

"Of course it's my brother." Gong Yuanzheng raised his head proudly.

"It seems like you like your brother very much."

"of course."

At night, everything is quiet.

"Host~" a faint voice sounded.

An Ning suddenly opened her eyes and sat up: "What's wrong? What's wrong?"

"Host~" a resentful voice sounded.

"Xiaoyi, do you know that scaring others can be fatal?" An Ning patted his chest.

Then there was a burst of crying: "Waaaaaah."

"Why don't you speak? Stop crying." An Ning covered her ears.

The Flower God could no longer bear it and slapped Xiaoyi on the head. Xiaoyi covered his head and sobbed, "It wasn't long after I left, and you "resurrected" Gong Huanyu."

An Ning covered her face, feeling a little embarrassed.

A while ago, Xiaoyi had to leave temporarily for some things, and specifically warned An Ning not to go too far and to complete the task seriously.

An Ning's eyes turned, and he suddenly said confidently: "Our mission is to help Gong Yuanzheng train Yun Chu Chonglian and try to survive, right?"

"Yes." Xiaoyi thought about the task he had issued and nodded affirmatively.

"Have I seriously cultivated Yun Chu Chong Lian?"

Xiaoyi glanced at the vast expanse of clouds and lotus in the backyard of Zheng Palace, then nodded: "Yes."

"Then have I lived my life seriously and lived it happily?"

Xiaoyi looked at An Ning's rounded cheeks and nodded: "Yes."

"That proves whether I have completed the task well."

Xiaoyi always felt something was wrong, but there was really nothing wrong.

"No, we still have to maintain the plot." Xiaoyi was almost led astray by An Ning: "You have already brought out the villain in advance, how can the rest of the story continue?"

It’s over, I’ve come to my senses.

"It's okay, it's okay. We still have Wufeng. Zhiren is dead, and Gong Ziyu will definitely have to find out who killed Zhiren." An Ning hurriedly comforted him.

"Gong Ziyu still has to take the position of holding the blade." Xiaoyi continued sobbing.

"Don't worry, even if he can't be a Blade Master in the end, I will tie him up and make him a Blade Master."

Only then did Xiaoyi burst into laughter.

An An Ning breathed a sigh of relief, took out Xiaoyi's favorite snacks from the space and gave them to him. When she saw that he was happily eating again, she lay down on the bed and continued to sleep.

The main thing is that there is always a sound crying next to your ear late at night, and you can't sleep well.

At the same time, there were people on the other side tossing and turning and unable to sleep at night.

"Jin Fan--" Gong Ziyu was lying on the bed, unable to fall asleep, so he sat up and shouted outside.

"What's wrong, sir?" Jin Fan pushed open the door, lit a candle, and saw Gong Ziyu sitting on the bed, staring at him with her bright eyes.

Jin Fan felt a little uncomfortable being stared at. After a long while, Gong Ziyu said quietly, "Tell me, who killed my father?"

Just now when I was in the mourning hall, I saw Gong Huanyu resurrected. I was a little excited and didn’t think clearly. I will think about it when I come. My father’s right hand is black and purple, which is obviously a sign of poisoning.

The only person in the palace who knows how to use poison is Gong Yuanzheng, so he is more suspicious.

But before my father died, there was no movement, which proves that it was someone my father knew.