Chapter 48 Cloud Feather CP Palace Expedition 18

Shangguan Qian helplessly shrugged when she met Shanggong Shangjiao's gaze.

She was helpless. She tried to coax them, but to no avail. The two of them just got more and more worked up.

Gong Shangjiao looked at the two angry people and didn't know how to coax them.

Gong Yuanzheng was so sensible when he was little, how did he end up being led astray by Song Xinning?

The Song family members all said: "Our Ningning has always been sensible. Who led her astray?"

Just as Gong Shangjiao was having a headache, Jin Fu came to ask when the meal would be served.

Miyazaki: He's truly a good bodyguard!

"It's getting late, let's have dinner first." Shangguan Qian pulled Song Xinning to sit down at the table.

Looking at the dishes brought up by the servants, and smelling the aroma, Song Xinning forgot her anger and started eating.

Since she was a guest, it was proper etiquette for her to eat first during the meal.

After the meal, the servants removed the bowls and chopsticks and replaced them with teaware.

Gong Shangjiao took a sip of tea and said, "I've been busy since returning to the palace, and I only had time to see you today. You look much better than before. Your brother will be very happy to see you."

"Young Master Zheng's medical skills are excellent," Song Xinning said reluctantly.

Although it's true, she's angry, and she still praises the person who made her angry. She's unhappy o(′^｀)o.

Gong Shangjiao looked out the window. “It’s getting late, and it’s not convenient to go back now. I’ve had someone prepare a room for you to stay at Jiaogong Palace for the night.”

"Brother." Gong Yuanzheng looked at Gong Shangjiao expectantly.

“Your room is cleaned by servants every day.” Gong Shangjiao shook his head with amusement.

When has the Corner Palace never been a place where he could stay overnight whenever he wanted? Why are you asking about it today?

"Thank you for your trouble, Lord Zhiren. I'll go back and rest now." Song Xinning curtsied and took her leave.

Gong Shangjiao: "I have a very close relationship with your brother. When you are on the expedition, you can just call me brother."

"Okay." Song Xinning agreed and turned to leave the room.

After she left, Shangguan Qian looked at Gong Shangjiao and Gong Yuanzheng as if she had something to say, and then she also withdrew.

Gong Shangjiao, watching Gong Yuanzheng refill his tea, suddenly asked, "Is she really not pretty?"

Gong Yuanzheng blushed slightly, "Beautiful..." Not just beautiful...

Miyazaki: "How is her illness?"

Gong Yuanzheng replied truthfully: "The condition will be at its mildest in two months, and there will be no need to change the prescription frequently. After that, follow my prescription for gentle care, and you will be fine for twenty or thirty years."

"Then Miss Song will be returning to the Song family in two months," Gong Shangjiao said to Gong Yuanzheng, making it clear.

"Hmm." Gong Yuanzheng paused for a moment, then continued drinking his tea as if nothing had happened.

"The Lantern Festival is just around the corner. I imagine the lantern festival in Old Dust Valley will be very beautiful that day," Shangguan Qian said, turning the teacup in her hand.

"Now that you mention it, I miss my family. Every year on that day, we go to see the lantern festival together." Song Xinning rested her chin on her hand, looking unhappy.

I think of my parents who always show off their love, my eldest brother and sister-in-law who have inherited the tradition of showing off their love, and my second and third brothers who are single and suffering from the torment of being single.

Every year during the Lantern Festival, three little tails would hang behind two loving couples.

This year, I should have added my little nephew, but since I've come to the palace, I still only have three little tails.

Shangguan Qian: "The lantern festival in Dafu City is also very beautiful. I just don't know how the one in Jiuchen Valley is different from ours, and whether there are any special foods."

Although our own cook is generally skilled at cooking a variety of dishes, I always feel that the same food made by street vendors tastes better; it's that authentic, homely flavor that I crave.