Stealing the Pen: Kirin's Primordial Lotus

When the night fell and the lights came on, Gong Yuanzheng was like a defenseless lamb, being cleverly coaxed by Hua Yu to sleep with Zhuo Yichen on the soft and comfortable big bed. Gong Yuanzheng and Zhuo Yichen, a pair of brothers with the same appearance, curled up tightly in the warm quilt like two cold-fearing kittens.

"Let me tell you, my brother loves me so much!" Gong Yuanzheng blinked his big eyes and happily began to talk about the love his brother had shown him. On the other side, Zhuo Yichen was not to be outdone, and enthusiastically shared the warm and interesting stories between him and his brother.

At the same time, the pitiful Gong Shangjiao watched his brother run away without looking back and without hesitation, feeling so wronged. The tears in his eyes were like a flood that was about to burst out, but he never saw his brother who had been thinking about him so much, even just looking back.

Over here, Gong Zishang and Gong Ziyu were happily holding the extremely generous gift that Zhuo Yichen had sent on behalf of the Zhuo family, thanking them for taking care of Gong Yuanzheng for the past thirteen years! This made them so happy that they couldn't even see their teeth, and then they shrank back into the carriage with satisfaction.

The next morning, just as the sky was getting light, Gong Shangjiao could not wait to wait at the gate of his palace. He paced anxiously, stretched his neck to look into the distance, and urged Jin Fu beside him to find out where Gong Yuanzheng and his companions' carriage had gone.

Finally, when the roof of the carriage in the distance swayed into Gong Shangjiao's sight in the dim light of the morning sun, he could no longer suppress his excitement and eagerness. He flashed and sped towards the carriage as fast as a flash of lightning.

In the blink of an eye, he landed steadily in front of the carriage where Gong Yuanzheng and Zhuo Yichen were. Then, he unceremoniously stretched out his hand to open the curtain, got into the carriage, and sat down next to Gong Yuanzheng. However, Gong Shangjiao had a serious and tense face at this moment, as if someone owed him eight hundred dollars.

"Brother Yuanzheng, did you sleep well last night? Did you have any nightmares? How did it feel to sleep on the bed in the small courtyard? Was it comfortable?" Gong Shangjiao frowned, and his tone was so stiff that it seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, but he still tried hard to force a smile, his eyes staring straight at Zhuo Yichen and Gong Yuanzheng who were still snuggling together in front of him.

Faced with Gong Shangjiao's barrage of concerned questions, Gong Yuanzheng didn't know how to answer for a moment. He opened his mouth but closed it again, unable to get a word in.

At this time, Gong Yuanzheng looked up at Zhuo Yichen beside him with a happy face, and then turned to Gong Shangjiao and said happily: "Brother, Brother Chen took me to sleep well last night! Not only did he tell me those interesting bedtime stories, but he also patted my back gently to coax me to sleep. Even if I suddenly woke up in the middle of the night because of a nightmare, Brother Chen would wake up immediately, and then patiently comfort me and coax me to sleep again."

Hearing this, Gong Shangjiao's heart ached. It had only been one night since they last met, and his spoiled and weak brother Yuanzheng had been easily tricked away by someone else, and he seemed to be so dependent and intimate with that person, which made him, as a brother, feel really bad.

"Looking at Brother Yuanzheng's appearance, it seems that he slept very soundly last night!" Gong Shangjiao took a sip of the fragrant tea, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and said casually. However, the hidden meaning in his words became another meaningful expression for the two innocent children who were not yet twenty years old and had never set foot in the prosperous world of the outside world.

Zhuo Yichen looked at Gong Shangjiao with a smile on his face and asked, "Mr. Jiao, may I call you that?" After Gong Shangjiao nodded, he continued, "Yuanzheng is my aunt's son, so he is naturally my cousin. As the elder brother, I should shoulder the responsibility of taking care of my younger brother." After saying that, his face was full of seriousness.

At this time, Gong Yuanzheng on the side also quickly agreed: "Yes, brother is right! I slept very well yesterday. Moreover, brother Chen gave me a lot of delicious fruits last night, they were so delicious! I specially saved some to bring back, and when we go to Jiao Palace later, I will ask the servants to wash them and bring them up to try." Obviously, the innocent Gong Yuanzheng did not realize the deep meaning of Gong Shangjiao's words, and only regarded it as a compliment to himself that he was no longer afraid of the night.

Hua Yu, Zhuo Yichen and others followed Gong Shangjiao to meet the palace gate wielder and the elders, while Gong Yuanzheng and Zhang Qiling took the unconscious Zhuo Yixuan to Zheng Palace.

"Although I really want to take Yuanzheng back to Tiandu, I have considered that Yuanzheng has lived here for thirteen years. So I don't want to hurt Yuanzheng's heart because of my tough attitude on this matter." Hua Yu sat on the seat, next to Gong Yuanzheng who was sitting obediently. Opposite him were the three elders Gong Hongyu, Xueyuehua, and Gong Shangjiao sat on the left side of both sides.

"How about this? Here are two plans. You can listen to them and discuss which one is more in line with your wishes. The first plan is that after Yuanzheng comes of age, we will send someone to pick him up and take him back to Tiandu. From now on, the affairs of your palace will have nothing to do with him.

You can copy down the prescriptions that Yuan Zheng researched while at the palace gate, but whatever prescriptions Yuan Zheng researches after returning to Tiandu will have nothing to do with you.

If you need medicine, you have to buy it like outsiders, or it depends on Yuanzheng’s willingness to give it to you.”

While Hua Yu was drinking tea, he rolled his eyes and glanced at Gong Shangjiao who was sitting on the side of both parties.

"Then what's the second plan?" The three elders Gong Hongyu, Xue Yuehua discussed in a low voice, but unfortunately, except for Gong Yuanzheng, who was not good at martial arts and could not hear the voices from the other side, the other two people could hear it clearly.

The sound was like a sharp arrow, falling straight into Gong Shangjiao's ears, as if to pierce his eardrums. Every note was filled with endless ridicule and contempt, making Gong Shangjiao feel extremely harsh and unbearable.

However, when the same voice reached Hua Yu, it sounded like the sound of nature. He thought to himself, "Hurry up and tell me something else! Maybe he can really take Gong Shangjiao, the money-making golden doll, away with him. In this way, Yuan Zheng won't have to worry about this matter anymore."

It turned out that what Gong Shangjiao and Hua Yu had just heard was Gong Hongyu talking to the three elders in a low voice: "Gong Yuanzheng, at such a young age, has successfully developed a magical decoction that can suppress the poisonous miasma in the palace, and even a precious herbal extract that can remove hundreds of toxins. Such a rare genius should be firmly controlled in our palace, how can we let him slip away so easily?"

Elder Xue nodded slightly, expressing his agreement: "That's true. The first plan proposed by Hongyu is really inappropriate. After all, as long as we hold Gong Yuanzheng tightly in our hands, the exquisite prescriptions he has researched will continue to bring us huge sources of wealth!"

Elder Yue secretly glanced at the clueless Gong Yuanzheng, "Moreover, looking at the attitude of the Zhuo family towards Gong Yuanzheng, we may be able to make further progress with the help of Gong Yuanzheng, a key figure! Maybe in the future we can even rely on the Zhuo family to wipe out the troublesome Wufeng organization in one fell swoop."

At this moment, Hua Yu inadvertently noticed the hand behind Gong Shangjiao's back, and saw that the hand was secretly clenched into a fist. However, surprisingly, Gong Shangjiao's face remained calm and unperturbed. If Hua Yu hadn't smelled the faint smell of blood in the air, Hua Yu would probably not have noticed Gong Shangjiao's inner unrest at the moment.

Seeing this, Hua Yu couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth slightly, and then he said slowly: "As for the second plan, it is actually not complicated. In the autumn and winter of the year, let Yuanzheng follow us back to Tiandu; and in spring and summer, Yuanzheng is allowed to stay at the palace gate." Having said this, Hua Yu paused slightly, then glanced calmly at the four people sitting opposite him, carefully observing the changes in their facial expressions.

Seeing that no one seemed to have any particularly obvious reaction, he continued, "However, if this arrangement is followed, then the prescriptions that Yuanzheng has researched during his stay in Tiandu cannot be made public to the palace gates without reservation as before.

If your palace still desires to obtain these precious prescriptions or magic pills, then there are only two paths to choose from: one is to pay real money to buy them; the second depends on whether Yuanzheng himself is willing to share them with you without asking for anything in return.

If the expedition was the result of careful research and development at the palace gate, then you can still copy and use it as usual, and we will never criticize you for this, let alone come to you with a drooling face to ask for it. Of course, if necessary, we will purchase it separately according to the established price you sell it to the outside world."

Just when Hua Yu noticed that the other party mentioned that Gong Yuanzheng could stay in the palace for up to half a year every year, and the prescriptions developed during this period could be used at their will, an imperceptible sharp light suddenly flashed in the depths of his eyes.

Then, Hua Yu quickly pulled out a jade-like exquisite folding fan from nowhere, just like a magic trick, and then slowly covered half of his face with it. In this way, the three elders, Gong Hongyu and Xue Yuehua, could only see his slightly curved eyebrows and eyes that looked like crescents.