Gong Ruanruan was talking to herself in her heart; she was already used to it.
“Go and talk to the elders,” Gong Shangjiao said expressionlessly, handing the token in his hand to Gong Yuanzheng. Gong Ruanruan stretched out her two little paws and tightly grasped the token, her delicate nose trembling slightly, as if she had caught a whiff of something.
The elders were utterly astonished that Gong Shangjiao had found the crucial clue so quickly. They listened in disbelief to the message relayed by the guards. It turned out that this Steward Jia was none other than Wu Feng, and had been infiltrating the palace gates for some time. If a steward could infiltrate the palace, then the servants were even more likely to be Wu Feng as well.
The palace gates recruit servants based solely on whether someone is in Old Dust Valley. All the servants within the palace gates have been thoroughly investigated and are confirmed to be long-term residents. The fact that Wu Feng managed to sneak in shows they were complacent.
Gong Yuanzheng took Gong Ruanruan to his brother's house for a meal before returning to Zheng Palace. During the meal, he noticed something unusual. The soft, fluffy little cat seemed to have drunk quite a bit of fine wine, staggering and swaying, its cries becoming increasingly melodious. At that moment, Gong Ruanruan was gently nibbling on Gong Yuanzheng's earlobe, her paws resting on his shoulders, exuding an unusual energy.
Gong Yuanzheng slowly walked towards the bed. At the same time, his face turned red and his body gradually became unbearably hot.
This novel sensation stirred Gong Yuanzheng's heart. Gong's soft, moist tongue made his face flush slightly. Despite his best efforts to control himself, Gong Yuanzheng's hands trembled slightly. His breathing became rapid, and he could even clearly hear his heart pounding in his ears.
Gong Yuanzheng felt an unprecedented sensation; Gong Ruan's tongue was warm and moist. His cheeks involuntarily flushed with a faint blush. Gong Yuanzheng tried to remain calm, but his hands began to tremble slightly.
Thinking of Gong Ruanruan's charming and alluring appearance, his cheeks flushed crimson like ripe apples in an instant, as if blood would drip down at any moment. However, Gong Ruanruan was completely unaware of all this; at this moment, she only felt her head was incredibly dizzy and throbbing. In her eyes, Gong Yuanzheng was like a catnip plant exuding a captivating fragrance, constantly enticing cats to approach—and a magical catnip plant that could turn red and move.
"Meow~~~" Since her feet weren't being dragged anymore, Gong Ruanruan involuntarily shrank back, letting out a soft meow. "Ruanruan, it tickles~" Gong Yuanzheng groaned involuntarily, helplessly grabbing the scruff of Gong Ruanruan's neck and lifting her little head, buried deep in his neck. Gong Ruanruan's eyes were already hazy and unclear; she kept meowing at the person in front of her, her adorable appearance setting off Gong Yuanzheng's alarm bells.
He suddenly realized something was wrong and quickly remembered the token his brother had given him; alarm bells immediately went off in his mind. So, he swiftly reached into his sleeve and took the token out.
Gong Ruanruan, with her belly exposed, desperately tried to charm him, carefully nuzzling her head against Gong Yuanzheng's waist. Gong Yuanzheng then directly opened the token in his hand; inside were some fine powder.
Gong Yuanzheng decisively opened the token, revealing some fine powder inside. As the token was opened, the powder dispersed into the air due to the shaking. Gong Yuanzheng brought the powder close to his nose and smelled it; an unfamiliar odor filled his nostrils. He was quite surprised, as he had never smelled this before, and it didn't seem like poison.
He sat on the bed, ignoring Gong Ruanruan who was constantly acting coquettishly towards him, and seriously pondered what exactly this thing was.
After pondering for a while, Gong Yuanzheng was certain that this was a medicine he hadn't made before, but it wasn't poison. He remembered that Mingwu Ji had hidden the token with Steward Jia; if she were going to use poison, she would at least use something with a basic level of it.
This truly surprised him. Gong Yuanzheng originally intended to get up and check the bookshelf to see if there were any related items, but before he could fully straighten up, he felt his calves go weak, and then he slumped back into the chair. Sitting down made Gong Yuanzheng feel dizzy and disoriented, as if he had drunk strong liquor, and he even had an urge to stand up and practice a few sets of boxing techniques.
"Ruanruan~, you're so beautiful~, you're the most beautiful person I've ever seen~" In a daze, Gong Yuanzheng grabbed Gong Ruanruan's little head and tried to kiss her. However, because his movements were not very skillful, it took him a lot of effort to find his target.
The candlelight flickered gently, casting swaying shadows on the walls, casting a soft, warm glow in the room, as if veiling the tranquil night in mystery. Wisps of smoke from the sandalwood swirled in the air, their delicate, refreshing fragrance invigorating, yet subtly mingled with an almost imperceptible, peculiar aroma that gently intoxicated the senses.
Gong Yuanzheng felt his head growing heavier and his vision blurring. Beside him, Ruan Ruan's face was flushed, as delicate and alluring as a peach blossom, her beautiful eyes glancing around with a hint of dreaminess. Their thoughts seemed to be influenced by the strange fragrance, involuntarily sinking into a hazy, dreamlike state.
On the exquisitely embroidered bed, the luxurious and soft bedding was neatly laid out, like a pool of rippling spring water. The bright, flawless moonlight filtered through the cracks in the carved window, quietly spilling onto the bedside, mingling with the flickering candlelight to weave a dreamlike tapestry of light and shadow. The room's temperature was just right, neither too cold nor too hot, yet this atmosphere inexplicably stirred a deep, unspoken restlessness within everyone.
Their figures swayed almost imperceptibly in the hazy light and shadow, like phantoms in a dreamlike illusion, their every movement exuding a slow and gentle charm. At this moment, time seemed to stand still, and the only sounds left in the world were their soft breathing and heartbeats, silently blending into the tranquil night.
Outside the window, a gentle night breeze rustled through the bamboo, causing the verdant bamboo to sway gracefully. The interplay of bamboo shadows created a dappled, dreamlike scene, accompanied by soft whispers of secrets. Inside, the deep night and the rich, fragrant aroma enveloped everything, successfully creating a beautiful atmosphere that was both mysterious and warmly peaceful.
Gong Yuanzheng: Brother, I feel like I've grown up.
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