in2ebook Chapter 242 Heavy Pressure
Chapter 242 Heavy Pressure
When Gong Yuanzheng said this, Zhang Xueming was stunned for a moment, as if struck by a bolt from the blue, suddenly tearing through the fog in his mind.
Gong Shangjiao reacted and got angry: "Shut up! Stop talking nonsense!"
He is the only one left in Gongmenqianshan who has neither a wife nor a fiancée.
Han Yike is dead, and it is true that his great revenge was achieved, but can the evil deeds that Wufeng committed at the palace gate be easily forgiven?
How lustful and heartless he must be to be willing to be married to the Bladeless Assassin. He is not an old blade wielder!
Gong Yuanzheng knew something was wrong the moment he said this, so he quickly stopped laughing and said awkwardly, "I was just joking."
What happened to Gong Shangjiao yesterday undoubtedly provided evidence for the story world and plot. In the afternoon, he secretly asked Jin Miao to go to the Shang Palace and borrow a few story books from Gong Zishang in the name of Zhang Xueming to study.
Unexpectedly, they were all about love. He just flipped through the story summary and was misled. When he heard about men and women, he couldn't help but think about love between men and women, and he started to talk nonsense...
"Wu Feng is the sworn enemy of the palace. We are sworn enemies. How can you joke about something like this?" Gong Shangjiao frowned and was about to lecture as usual.
Gong Yuanzheng, as usual, was dejected as he prepared to listen to the lecture.
Zhang Xueming waved his hands impatiently and said, "That's enough. My train of thought has been interrupted. You are allowed to hurt A Yuan's feelings, but A Yuan can't even make a joke without meaning it?"
Gong Yuanzheng felt relieved, secretly thankful that he had escaped danger, and quickly lowered his head to eat the biscuits.
Gong Shangjiao felt weak as soon as he saw Zhang Xueming. He glanced at Gong Yuanzheng who was pretending to be stupid, and closed his mouth in a depressed mood.
Both brothers regarded the remark as an inappropriate joke, but Zhang Xueming regarded it as a new idea and continued to think seriously about it.
It’s okay if you don’t think too much about it, but once you think too much about it, Zhang Xueming becomes speechless.
She suddenly raised her eyes to look at Gong Shangjiao, and looked at him carefully. Gong Shangjiao didn't understand and looked back at her seriously.
No wonder Gong Zishang gave him the nickname Dead Fish Face. Zhang Xueming looked away. To be honest, although this man always had a blank expression and a straight face, he was also handsome and calm.
She looked at Gong Yuanzheng again, and Gong Yuanzheng smiled sweetly at her, with his little cheeks puffing up cutely.
Zhang Xueming couldn't help but smile, stretched out her hand and gently pinched Gong Yuanzheng's chin, turning it left and right to see: Well, he is worthy of being her little prince, handsome and cute, innocent and sincere. Gong Zishang said he had dead eyes, she must be jealous that his eyes were bigger than Gong Zishang's.
Letting go, she lowered her eyes and thought carefully.
Gong Huanyu, although his appearance is not particularly outstanding, he has a smooth face shape, tall stature, good figure, and he has perfectly grasped the style of a young master.
Although Mr. Snow and Mr. Flower are ignorant of the ways of the world, they have good looks.
Gong Ziyu and Yue Gongzi are stupid but beautiful.
Speaking of which, she has been traveling around the South for more than two years, and all the handsome young men she has met... seem to be concentrated in the palace?
Recalling again the day when the bride-to-be entered the palace, she used her spiritual sense to "see" Shangguan Qian and Yun Weishan. They were outstanding in appearance, petite and cute, and very charming... In the dungeon, the two of them surrounded Gong Ziyu to make their presence felt?
For a moment, Zhang Xueming felt like thunder was rolling above her head and her heart was pounding. She covered her chest and felt a little breathless.
So this is not about the battle between good and evil or the rise of the Poison King at all, but rather a tragic love story with martial arts as the backdrop?
"Zhao Zhao, what's wrong with you? You look so ugly all of a sudden." Gong Yuanzheng hurriedly came over, took her hand and felt her pulse, "Does your heart hurt?"
Zhang Xueming's behavior just now was a little strange. Gong Shangjiao suspected that she had also been tricked. Just as she was about to get up to check, she saw Zhang Xueming waving his hands weakly: "I'm fine, it's just... it's just... I can't quite accept it."
She didn't quite understand what she meant, so she didn't say anything. However, Gong Shangjiao and Gong Yuanzheng understood her unspoken meaning almost at the same time.
"Zheng Zhaozhao, don't let your imagination run wild. Brother Yuanzheng was just joking. Such a thing is impossible..." Gong Shangjiao said in a deep voice.
"No, brother." Zhang Xueming interrupted him expressionlessly. She raised her eyes and looked at him steadily: "When you eliminate all impossible situations, what remains, no matter how unbelievable, is the fact."
Gong Yuanzheng didn't expect his joke to be recognized, but Zhang Xueming's outstanding achievements in the field of analytical reasoning forced him to trust her judgment. He was so shocked that he stuttered: "Wu, Wu Feng is crazy?!"
Gong Shangjiao looked at Zhang Xueming's determined eyes, his lips moving, and he could not speak for a long time. After a while, he felt his stomach churning, so he quickly took out the stomach medicine and swallowed three pills in a row, holding his stomach and staring at the teacup in a daze.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, and then Jin Ting's voice came from outside the door: "Hold the blade, the dungeon guard captain Jin Fangzheng wants to see you."
Zhang Xueming glanced at the silent Gong Shangjiao and said loudly, "Let him in."
Jin Fangzheng came in and saluted the three people, then reported with a slightly sad face: "Zhi Ren, Master Yu is clamoring to see the former young master who is imprisoned in the prison cell on the bottom floor... The criminal Gong called Yu. I sent someone to Yu Gong to report the news, but the old Zhi Ren's condition changed, and the guard Jin Yi was too busy to go. Master Yu pointed a knife at his neck, and the guards of Yu Gong couldn't do anything about him. Now the two sides are still in a stalemate at the gate of the dungeon."
Gong Shangjiao said nothing, his expression becoming increasingly ugly.
Gong Yuanzheng was still excited when he heard Gong Ziyu's name. Just as he was about to volunteer, Zhang Xueming held his hand and said to Jin Fangzheng, "Captain Jin, do you have anything else to say? Tell me now."
Jin Fangzheng looked up at her in surprise, and seeing no objection from Gong Shangjiao and Gong Yuanzheng, he said, "The criminal Gong Huanyu asked to see Zhiren, saying that he had important news to tell Zhiren, and if Zhiren didn't go tonight, he would commit suicide.
He broke the chopsticks he used to eat and smashed the bowl... When the guard tried to get close, he scratched his neck with a piece of broken porcelain and pointed the tip of the broken chopstick at his temple.
He took a breath of exhaustion and continued, "The criminal who will be executed tomorrow also requested to see the blade, using the same method as the criminal Gong Huanyu, threatening to commit suicide.
In addition, the bladeless assassins Jackdaw Four and Jackdaw Seven in the upper cells both said they had important information to provide, so Zhiren will not go tonight..."
"Enough! Get out!" Gong Shangjiao was furious.
Jin Fangzheng was so frightened that he trembled and hurriedly retreated.
"This is too outrageous!" Gong Yuanzheng widened his eyes in disbelief.
At the same time, so many people made the same move. It was obvious that it was that force that was at work.
Such a big scene forced Gong Shangjiao to go to the dungeon to meet the female assassin...
"Zhao Zhao, what should we do now?" Gong Yuanzheng was also disgusted.
"Let's go to the dungeon." Zhang Xueming had calmed down. "Starting with Gong Ziyu, let's visit each of the people who insisted on seeing my brother tonight."
"But..." Gong Yuanzheng couldn't accept that his brother was forced to fall in love with the palace's mortal enemy.
"It's okay, I'm here." Zhang Xueming stroked his back, smiled gently, and said angrily: "Brother, wait a moment, I'll come after I change my clothes. I also want to see which Wu Feng can play tricks in front of me."