eurekapd Chapter 362 Night Party
Chapter 362 Night Party
The night is dark and the world is quiet.
Gong Yuanzheng was wearing a black velvet uniform embroidered with purple hydrangeas, holding a fat raccoon lantern with a brown and red striped character "Zhao" written on the forehead, and a black velvet hooded cloak was draped over his arm.
Standing outside the gate of the new house, looking up, his eyes were filled with anxiety that could not be concealed.
Jin Miao stood behind him holding a knife, looking confused. He didn't know what had gone wrong with his master, why he didn't sleep in the middle of the night and suddenly rushed out of the pharmacy, ran to the outside of the gate and stared blankly, and even drove the guards back to the gatehouse.
A dark shadow fell on the opposite wall from the sky. Jin Miao drew his sword alertly: "Who is it?!"
Gong Yuanzheng turned around and yelled, "Shut up!"
The dark shadow leaped down and landed in the darkness where the light could not reach, and did not come closer.
Gong Yuanzheng knew it was Zhang Xueming, but he didn't know why she didn't come over: "Zhao Zhao."
After a pause, he turned to Jin Miao and said, "You go in first."
Jin Miao felt that the atmosphere was not right, so he simply sheathed his sword, pushed the door open, entered the house, and quickly disappeared.
Gong Yuanzheng took two tentative steps forward: "Zhao Zhao, why don't you come over?"
Zhang Xueming then slowly walked out of the darkness, his steps hesitant, like a child who had made a mistake, and he lowered his eyes and did not look at him.
Gong Yuanzheng approached her as if nothing had happened and handed her the lantern: "Help me hold it, I'll put a cloak on you."
It took Zhang Xueming a while to take the lantern.
Gong Yuanzheng put the cloak on her, tied the straps, and pulled the hood forward so that most of her face was hidden under the hood.
He took two pieces of peach candy from his purse, peeled off the candy wrapper, put one in his mouth, and handed the other to her mouth: "My brother bought a basket of early peaches yesterday. They are a little sour. I asked the kitchen to make peach candy. Would you like to try it?"
Zhang Xueming opened her mouth and took the candy away. Gong Yuanzheng then took the lantern, took her hand, and slowly walked towards the mansion.
Zhang Xueming said nothing, but just held the candy in his mouth, savoring the slightly sour sweetness, and followed him obediently.
After entering the room, Gong Yuanzheng asked her to stay in the shadows for a while, and went over to instruct the guards in the gatehouse: "You didn't see anything tonight, so watch your mouths. If I hear anyone talking nonsense, I will cut off your tongue and use it to make medicine."
That sinister look filled with murderous intent made the two guards shudder. They didn't dare to come out of the gatehouse until Gong Yuanzheng took Zhang Xueming away.
Zhang Xueming followed him silently through the corridor, walked through the garden, and entered a courtyard in the front yard.
I didn’t see Jin Miao who came back first. I guess he went to hide somewhere.
The kang by the window in the west wing had been burning for a while, and the room was warm.
Gong Yuanzheng had asked her what happened earlier, but she didn't answer. Now that she was with him, he was in no hurry to ask.
He pushed Zhang Xueming to sit on the kang, went to the tea room next door to fetch hot water, wrung out a hot towel and wiped her face and hands.
Zhang Xueming was extremely well behaved tonight. He did whatever he was told to do, but he didn't look up at him. There was no expression on his face and he was unusually quiet.
If she hadn't removed her internal protective force, Gong Yuanzheng would have thought he was the only one in the room when he could hear her breathing.
Gong Yuanzheng took out the pulse pillow and placed it on the kang table, but Zhang Xueming hesitated and refused to put his hand on it.
Gong Yuanzheng rolled up his sleeves and put his hand on it: [I haven't been sleeping well these past few days. I often wake up from dreams and can't remember what I dreamed about. I occasionally feel dizzy and have palpitations. I feel my pulse but can't find anything wrong.]
He lied with open eyes and made very convincing arguments.
Zhang Xueming immediately reached out to feel his pulse, then frowned slightly and glared at him unhappily: [You don't even sleep, how can you have a dream? ]
Gong Yuanzheng came over and smiled until his cheeks puffed up slightly: [Daydreaming doesn't count?]
I took the opportunity to hold her hand and feel her, then I knew what I was doing: [Make you a pot of angelica water? It's too late, other teas are not suitable.]
Zhang Xueming raised her eyes and glanced at him quickly, remembering her second brother's uncontrollable mouth when he classified people as family members. She felt a little embarrassed and a little annoyed, but finally nodded.
Angelica not only regulates menstruation and relieves pain, it is also a good medicine for regulating qi and resisting depression.
She had already "slain the red dragon", so the angelica water was naturally used to help her relieve her depression.
After a while, Gong Yuanzheng asked her: [Do you want to soak your feet together? ]
Zhang Xueming shook his head.
Gong Yuanzheng fetched some water to soak himself and threw a medicine bag into it.
The unique sweet, spicy and slightly bitter aroma of angelica emanates from the barrel.
Zhang Xueming was both angry and amused, so he turned his face away and ignored him.
Gong Yuanzheng did not go to sit on the other side of the table, but sat next to Zhang Xueming, his feet splashing in the water: [Really not going to soak? The water is hot, it feels so good.]
Zhang Xueming leaned over and rested her head on his shoulder. Gong Yuanzheng then put his arm around her shoulders and rubbed his face against hers.
She came out in a hurry, and her hair was just tied into a loose braid, which was rubbed by him a few times.
He was about to continue rubbing, but Zhang Xueming raised his hand to touch the top of his head, pursed his lips, and simply let his hair down.
She kicked off her shoes and socks in a huff, pulled up her trouser legs, and put her delicate white feet into the bucket, stepping on the back of his feet.
This action is too intimate for someone who is engaged.
Gong Yuanzheng clearly felt the delicate and smooth feeling on the instep of his foot, and his face suddenly felt like it was on fire.
He shifted his feet a little uneasily, trying not to look into the bucket, and muttered quietly in his heart: [You only know how to bully me...]
But asking him to remind Zhang Xueming that this is against the rules?
He couldn't bear to let go, and his grip on the other person's shoulder didn't loosen at all.
Zhang Xueming leaned her head on his shoulder again.
Gong Yuanzheng couldn't help but move closer to her and rub against her, and tentatively pressed her feet lightly.
Zhang Xueming immediately broke free and put his foot on the back of his foot again, like a cat that doesn't allow humans to put their hands on its paws, with a strange kind of persistence.
Gong Yuanzheng felt that she was not as depressed as before, and he thought her reaction was really interesting, so he competed with her to press each other's feet, causing water to splash everywhere, making a large area of the ground in front of the kang wet.
After playing enough, the trouser legs of both of them were wet. Gong Yuanzheng took the bucket out of the door and put it there. He went to the bedroom and got her a set of casual clothes and trousers: [Newly made, rinsed with water. ]
Zhang Xueming didn't ask why she didn't live here. Gong Yuanzheng also prepared clothes for her and asked her to change behind the screen after he went out.
When Gong Yuanzheng came over after changing his clothes, she had already returned to normal, with a slight smile on her lips: [Why don't you wear your regular clothes with the Epiphyllum embroidered on them? ]
Gong Yuanzheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and his face naturally smiled more: [The flower language of Epiphyllum is a moment of eternity, while the purple hydrangea means eternity. Of course, I chose the purple hydrangea. ]
The eternity of a moment was too unlucky, what he wanted was to be with Zhang Xueming forever. He pushed the pieces of embroidered Epiphyllum to the bottom of the box.
[Are you going back tonight?] Gong Yuanzheng asked her, feeling a little excited but also a little conflicted.
He was not afraid of his father-in-law chasing him with a knife, but he was afraid that her reputation would be damaged.
Zhang Xueming shook her head without even thinking about it. She didn't want to be separated from him tonight: [No. My father knew I came to see you, but he didn't say anything.]
She didn't give her father a chance to say anything.
Compared to the young master of the Zhang family running to the pond to play in the water in the middle of the night, she thought the whole family would rather she come to meet her fiancé at night, so that she would seem less abnormal.