Stealing the Pen: Kirin's Primordial Lotus

Zhang Qiling carefully lifted up Hua Yu, who was still lost in thought, as if he was holding a rare treasure in his hands. He gently led Hua Yu to the bedside and then gently placed her on the bed. Then, Zhang Qiling quickly took off his and Hua Yu's outer clothes, leaving only their underwear, and then carefully covered them with a warm and soft quilt.

At this moment, Hua Yu was still deeply immersed in the mystery of whether Bing Yi had laid one or two dragon eggs. Those questions were like tangled threads, tightly entangling his thoughts.

"Ayu, if you really want to get to the bottom of this, why don't we just test it directly after we submit the visiting card tomorrow!" Zhang Qiling said softly as he stretched out his hand and gently closed Hua Yu's beautiful and confused eyes, as if he wanted to force Hua Yu into a sweet dream in this way.

However, Hua Yu obviously had something else to say, but just as he opened his mouth to utter a few words: "But...", Zhang Qiling decisively put his finger on his lips and stopped him from continuing.

"Ayu, the most important thing for you right now is to have a good sleep. When the dawn breaks tomorrow morning, we will step into the legendary palace gate and find Gong Yuanzheng's soul for a test. Then we will naturally know whether there was one little dragon or two little dragons in the dragon egg of Bingyi." Zhang Qiling said as he hugged Hua Yu tightly in his arms, then he closed his tired but doting eyes and sighed helplessly.

After hearing this, Hua Yu could only give up and closed her eyes to rest.

Inside the palace gate, because of Gong Yuanzheng's disturbance, the entire palace gate went into a state of alert, fearing that their enemies would attack again.

When it was daybreak, Gong Yuanzheng's brother instructed his subordinates to surround the small town outside the palace gate tightly, not allowing anyone to enter or leave.

"Brother, can I go with you to the outside of the palace gate?" Gong Yuanzheng followed the man, carefully pulled his sleeve, and looked up at him.

The man looked down at his brother who had suddenly become timid, and he couldn't help but feel furious. His spoiled brother had changed back to his original appearance because of two strangers.

"Gong Shangjiao, the entire palace gate was on high alert late last night. What happened? Did Wufeng's people break in again?" The person who came was a woman in a red brocade robe with a wooden hairpin on her head. Behind her was a man in a dark gold robe with a gentle face.

"Miss Zishang, Brother Ziyu." The man called Gong Shangjiao turned his head and looked at the two people who were slowly approaching him with a rather defiant look.

"You guys are making such loud movements that I can hear them from Shang Palace." Gong Zishang walked to Gong Shangjiao carelessly and pretended to look around casually.

"Last night, two little thieves ran into brother Yuanzheng's bedroom and scared him. I'm worried that those two little thieves were sent by Wufeng." Gong Shangjiao didn't have much opinion about Gong Zishang, and patiently explained the reason.

"Gong Ziyu, why are you here too? Are you here to laugh at me?" Gong Yuanzheng looked at Gong Ziyu who was following behind Gong Zishang, and looked at him with his head tilted up, imitating Gong Shangjiao's expression.

Gong Zishang looked at Gong Yuanzheng, who was using his chubby face to imitate Gong Shang's expressions, and he also felt itchy to pinch Gong Yuanzheng's face.

"Mr. Jiao, someone handed me a visiting card, wanting to invite you and..." The man was wearing a wristband tied with green jade and holding an exquisitely crafted visiting card.

Gong Shangjiao took the visiting card, and as soon as it was opened, a clear and beautiful voice came out, "I am the ancestor of the Zhuo family of Tiandu Ji Yao Division. I have an important matter to ask Master Jiao and Master Zheng to help. Don't even think about finding someone to pretend to be Master Zheng. I know everything you do."

The four direct descendants of the Gong family were also frightened by this wave of treacherous tactics. "Jin Fu, who handed you this visiting card? Is the person who delivered the visiting card still here?" After closing the visiting card, Gong Shangjiao immediately asked Jin Fu who handed him the visiting card.

"Reporting to Master Jiao, this visiting card suddenly appeared in the Jiao Palace." Jin Fu also suddenly looked at Gong Shangjiao with a heavy expression.

Gong Zishang, Gong Shangjiao, Gong Yuanzheng and Gong Ziyu looked at each other in bewilderment. The four of them came to the Zhiren Hall, which controlled the palace gate, and handed the visiting card that suddenly appeared to Zhiren, Gong Ziyu's father, Gong Hongyu.

When Gong Hongyu opened the visiting card, he said something different from what the four people had just heard, "Who do you think you are? You are a blind old man, and you are not worthy of listening to me."

The four of them stood in the audience with their heads down, wishing they could plug their ears, gouge out their eyes, and cut off their tongues. Because the curse in the visiting card had not stopped yet, and was still cursing Gong Hongyu who was holding the visiting card.

"An old cow eats young grass, you dirty thing, how dare you touch my visiting card? Are you from the desert? How come you are more desert than the desert? Your skin is well maintained! It's so thick, I don't know how many attacks it can withstand if I use it to build a house..."

The sound from the visiting card made Gong Hongyu so angry that his face turned red and his neck became thick. He wanted to close it but couldn't. He wanted to throw it away but it flew back and continued to scold Gong Hongyu, "Don't think that others are the same as you just because you have a problem with your brain. Doesn't your donkey need to work? You are the one who does it! Or is your donkey specifically looking for you to talk about footwork at home..."

"Bah! What a thing! How dare you throw my visiting card! Just wait, don't sleep too deeply at night, and it's best if you keep your two eyes on guard in turn. If I don't beat you, you'll cry and call for your mother. I will lose." After saying that, the visiting card turned into a puff of green smoke and disappeared.

The four people under the Blade Hall had already sneaked away.

Gong Hongyu's anger burned fiercely, as if it was going to set the whole world on fire. He looked around, trying to find someone to vent his anger on. However, when he looked closely, he found that there was no one below. Those who were supposed to be busy here had disappeared without a trace!

This sudden situation made Gong Hongyu's anger even more uncontrollable. He widened his eyes, veins popped on his forehead, and with a sudden wave of his sleeves, he swept the pile of official documents on the table to the ground. Papers fell like snowflakes, scattering in every corner of the room.

Looking at the mess on the ground, Gong Hongyu still felt unsatisfied. He raised his foot and stomped hard on the documents on the ground, as if this would alleviate his inner resentment and dissatisfaction. But at this moment, an accident happened - due to excessive excitement, he was tripped by the corner of his robe and fell to the ground. He lost his balance and fell heavily on the cold and hard ground.

The fall was not light. Gong Hongyu felt a sharp pain. His nose and cheeks were in close contact with the ground and instantly became bruised and swollen. At the same time, his angry roar resounded throughout the Blade Master Hall. Even the nearby guards, secret guards, and servants who came and went could clearly hear the roar of the Blade Master.

While Gong Hongyu was furious in the Blade Holding Hall, Gong Shangjiao had already walked out of the palace gate with the young Gong Yuanzheng. The two of them hurriedly ran straight to the address marked on the note that suddenly appeared in Gong Shangjiao's arms after leaving the Blade Holding Hall.

Before long, they arrived at the gate of a quiet courtyard. The courtyard looked ordinary, but it exuded a mysterious atmosphere. Gong Shangjiao stopped and looked down at Gong Yuanzheng who was curious, then winked at Jin Fu behind him, signaling him to go and knock on the door.

Jin Fu nodded in understanding and walked forward. However, something unexpected happened again: before Jin Fu reached out and knocked on the door, the door opened slowly and automatically as if it had life. Then, two servants walked out. They were wearing lake green gowns, with the same style of waist belts tied around their waists, and the same exquisite jade accessories hanging on them. Not only that, the expressions on their faces were exactly the same, as if they were copied and pasted.

"Master Jiao, Master Zheng, and Guard Jin Fu. Our master has been waiting for you here for a long time. Please follow us." The two servants who were responsible for delivering messages and leading everyone in said in unison. Their voices were clear and loud, as pleasant to the ears as the sound of a yellow oriole leaving a valley.

Gong Shangjiao, Gong Yuanzheng and Jin Fu could not help but look at each other, and they all saw a hint of surprise in each other's eyes. Because the two servants in front of them not only looked similar, but even every step they took, the size of their steps, the speed of their pace, was exactly the same! As if they had been refined and accurate.

You know, even those guards who have received rigorous training inside the palace would probably find it difficult to achieve such uniform movements! What's even more amazing is that not only do these two people maintain a high degree of unity in their actions, but even their facial expressions, tone of voice and even intonation are exactly the same.

In this way, under the guidance of these two strange servants, the group slowly passed through the winding path and finally arrived in front of the main hall of a quiet and elegant courtyard. The two servants walked forward together and gently pushed open the door. With a slight "creaking" sound, the door opened and the scene inside the house immediately came into everyone's sight.

There was an exquisite and gorgeous eight-immortal table in the spacious and bright room, and on the left and right of the table, there were two young men with very different temperaments. One of them was wearing a long gown as white as snow, with a handsome face, sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, and a faint smile on the corners of his mouth. He looked at Gong Shangjiao and others who had just entered the room with a gentle look; while the other was wearing a black suit, with a cold expression and sharp eyes like a knife. He looked at Gong Shangjiao and his group with a look that seemed to regard them as insignificant ants, full of indifference and disdain.