Ru Liu, a pomegranate tree that has attained spiritual form in the human world, is a member of the Film and Television Department in the Quick Wear Bureau.
In order to obtain spiritual energy...
Chapter 136 Cloud Feather CP Gong Shangjiao 13
"Come in."
As soon as Zheng Nanyi finished speaking, Fu Dong led Lian Qiu into the room to help Zheng Nanyi with her hair and clothes.
Zheng Nanyi had four personal maids who served her closely, named Xichun, Nianxia, Lianqiu, and Fudong.
Zheng Nanyi had already met them yesterday, and they took turns serving Zheng Nanyi in pairs.
Once dressed, the servants brought breakfast.
Looking at the sumptuous breakfast, Zheng Nanyi asked, "Has the young master had breakfast?"
Lianqiu replied, "Miss, the young master used it after finishing his martial arts practice this morning."
Zheng Nanyi nodded, "That's good."
After breakfast, Fu Dong brought over Angelica and Astragalus Tea, which Zheng Nanyi drank and then placed the bowl back on the table.
"Come with me for a stroll around the Corner Palace. Let's get familiar with it and it'll also help us digest our food."
"yes."
The Corner Palace is a somber black building, guarded by many soldiers, giving it a solemn and dignified atmosphere.
Zheng Nanyi still prefers the Zheng residence; compared to the Zheng residence, the corner palace lacks laughter and liveliness.
Looking at a house in front of her, Fu Dong said, "Miss, that's your private treasury. When the young master had his dowry sorted out, he made a special list to make it easier to find things."
Zheng Nanyi wanted to check the private vault, but suddenly remembered that the key was in the drawer of her dressing table and she hadn't brought it with her.
Since she hadn't brought it, she decided not to go see it. After wandering around the Corner Palace, Zheng Nanyi went back to her room.
He took out the key to the private vault and handed it to Fu Dong. "There is a flute sword in my dowry. Find it for me. Also, take out a guqin. I want the one with plum blossoms engraved on it."
"yes."
A moment later, Fu Dong entered the room with a flute and a sword, followed by a servant carrying the guqin that Zheng Nanyi had requested.
"You can put the guqin on the table," Zheng Nanyi said, pointing to the empty table beside her.
"Yes." After putting the guqin down, the servant left.
Zheng Nanyi took the flute-sword from Fu Dong's hand and twirled it with one hand. This flute-sword was originally meant to be played, but she disliked it because it had been stained with blood.
A servant announced, "Miss Zheng, the young master invites you to lunch. Young Master Zheng is also there."
“Okay.” Zheng Nanyi replied, fastening the flute and sword to her waist.
The three sat at a table laden with food, the steaming dishes emitting an enticing aroma that made their mouths water.
Zheng Nanyi served three bowls of chicken soup and placed them in front of the three people.
"No need to bother, we'll take care of it ourselves if needed." As if feeling that his words were a bit cold and harsh, a hint of annoyance flashed in Gong Shangjiao's eyes.
"It's alright, it's convenient since it's close by."
Zheng Nanyi stirred the chicken soup in the bowl with a spoon. The aroma and rich flavor of the chicken soup intertwined, making one's appetite soar.
Gong Shangjiao used serving chopsticks to place chopsticks on the braised goose for Zheng Nanyi and Gong Yuanzheng respectively, saying, "Let's eat."
Looking at Gong Shangjiao, who seemed to be spreading his favors evenly, Zheng Nanyi lowered her eyes, her gaze full of amusement.
Gong Yuanzheng didn't find it funny at all; he chewed the roasted goose with great force, as if he were jealous.
After the meal, the servants went into the room to remove the plates, bowls, and chopsticks.
Zheng Nanyi asked, "Shang Jiao doesn't seem to like meat?"
“My brother has always been a vegetarian, and he only eats meat in soup,” Gong Yuanzheng replied on behalf of Gong Shangjiao.
"A balanced diet of meat and vegetables is better for your health, and eating only vegetables can lead to..."
Zheng Nanyi spoke vaguely, looked Gong Shangjiao up and down, and smiled mysteriously.
"What could happen?" Gong Shangjiao frowned, feeling that Zheng Nanyi's gaze was somewhat strange.
Zheng Nanyi glanced at Gong Yuanzheng beside her and gently shook her head, "It will set a bad example for children."