novelhk Chapter 355 Lovesickness
Chapter 355 Lovesickness
Little did he know that the two people, who in Zhang Wenling's view had no contact and spoke very little throughout the whole process, were chattering in their hearts.
[Can't Zhao Zhao come to the sixth room to "see" me at night?] Gong Yuanzheng looked calm, but he was acting like a spoiled child in his heart, [You didn't come when I lived in the third room before.]
Zhang Xueming also felt sorry: [My house is too big. My yard is far from the second gate, and the second gate is even farther from the front yard where you live. The secret guards at home are too vigilant, and I have to bypass them to find you... It’s my fault that I’m not strong enough.]
Unlike at the palace gate, the only people who could sense her consciousness were Gong Shangjiao and Xue Chongzi...
wrong!
Not long after she met Gong Yuanzheng, she discovered that he was sensitive to people's emotions and their gazes.
When she was recruiting Gong, she had used her spiritual sense to "see" him more than once. Later, they were connected by soul imprints. He should be able to detect this "gaze" more easily than Gong Shangjiao and Xue Chongzi.
How was it possible that he didn't know she had such means until he destroyed Wufeng's lair?
[A Yuan, when did you realize it?] Zhang Xueming couldn't believe that he could still make a mistake even with his face-reading skills.
Gong Yuanzheng paused for a moment, a sly smile in his eyes: [Guess.]
Zhang Xueming guessed in cooperation: [After the dungeon? ]
Gong Yuanzheng didn't let her guess a second time: [Not long after you gave me the Li Nu Lantern, even if you were not by my side, I could occasionally feel you "looking" at me.]
Zhang Xueming was speechless for a while, then sighed: [You are really good at hiding.]
Gong Yuanzheng said hurriedly: [I was afraid that if I was exposed, you would not come to see me. When my brother and I were alone together, you never came to see me. When my brother was not here and Xue Chongzi was here, you did not come either.]
Zhang Xueming blushed for the first time and said in defense: […I’m not a peeping Tom. I just want to look at A Yuan.]
Gong Yuanzheng looked at the blue sky with white clouds in the distance: [I know, I also want to keep looking at Zhao Zhao. I can't do it, so I want Zhao Zhao to keep looking at me. When Zhao Zhao looks at me, my heart is full.]
[Me too...] Zhang Xueming murmured: [Luckily I met you.]
Gong Yuanzheng smiled: [Luckily I waited for you. ]
The two people's voices overlap, like a beautiful song.
……
The third branch of the Zhang family only gets together for dinner, while for lunch only Zhang Wenling, his wife Yang and their little daughter eat.
Not talking while eating is a good opportunity for Zhang Xueming and Gong Yuanzheng to have a private chat.
Zhang Xueming asked: [Are you still having lunch with your grandfather today? What are you eating? I'm having braised deer tendons, salted duck, braised lamb...]
I wish my eyes could be used as a camera so I could take pictures of the table full of delicious food and share them with Gong Yuanzheng.
Gong Yuanzheng was the same, he wanted to let the other party know every detail: [My brother and Xue Ge went out with your second brother. I heard that they are going to the farm to see the people at the palace gate today.
My grandfather ordered mutton hotpot, fried meatballs and boiled mutton, and the only vegetarian dish was eight-treasure bean sprouts.
The sesame biscuits are different from those sold outside, they are small and can be eaten in one bite. They are especially delicious when eaten with boiled lamb. But the pickled chives are salty and spicy, and they make me thirsty. 】
As a result, the parents of both families would often see their children smiling while eating, their eyes sparkling, as if they were eating something delicious.
Is today's food so delicious?
Parents couldn't help but follow their children in eating, feeling that there was nothing special about it.
So why are you so happy?
The two young people gave almost the same answer: "Today's dishes are delicious. I want Ayuan/Zhaozhao to try them too."
The old man of the sixth room laughed heartily: "Then let the kitchen make a copy and send it to the third room Wen Ling. Let Xiao Zhaozhao know that we are thinking of her every time we eat on the expedition."
This is also what Yang, the mistress of the third house, meant.
The more the mother-in-law looks at her son-in-law, the more she loves him.
Besides, Gong Yuanzheng is really good-looking and has good manners. When he is not gloomy or sharp-tongued, he looks like a well-behaved and harmless handsome boy.
"Yuanzheng is handsome, quiet, and has a good temper. He is just a little thin. He should eat more meat."
Zhang Wenling's teeth ache, and he muttered in a voice that both mother and daughter can hear: "Small body, thin bamboo pole, blushing and tearful at the slightest provocation. A white face is handsome? A dumb mouth and few words are quiet? You women have such a bad taste, tut tut."
Yang calmly pinched a piece of flesh on his waist and twisted it vigorously. Seeing Zhang Xueming looking up at her, she smiled and said, "Eat your meal obediently. Your father went out hunting last year and got a sunburn on his face. He kept it covered for a whole winter and it's still not white when he comes back. He's not happy."
Zhang Wenling tried so hard to hold back the pain that veins bulged on his forehead, but he still protested, "My face has never been black before!"
Zhang Xueming glanced at her father's face and neck out of the corner of her eye, as if thinking about something.
When the food for Room 6 was delivered, Zhang Wenling and Yang were already full.
While Zhang Xueming was devouring the meal, he was sharing his "meal impressions" with Gong Yuanzheng. Both of them were extremely happy.
After lunch, before leaving the table, Zhang Xueming reminded Zhang Wenling: "Dad, are you coming to my place this afternoon? If you do, wear a wide headband, a thicker outer robe, and drink a bowl of Huoxiang soup in advance. The road between the study and the pharmacy is a bit windy, and Dad doesn't want to go into the house. It's been a bit cold lately, don't let Dad get sick."
Zhang's mother, Yang, immediately understood what her husband had been doing all morning and couldn't help feeling angry and amused.
She couldn't scold her husband in front of her daughter, so she smiled at Zhang Xueming and said, "Okay, your father is already so old, and he still needs a child like you to worry about him. Aren't your own affairs enough for you to be busy with?"
Zhang Xueming walked a long way away, but her extraordinary hearing allowed her to still hear clearly Zhang Wenling's low begging for mercy when his wife twisted his ears.
She curled the corners of her mouth as if nothing had happened and quickened her pace in a happy mood.
There was no one supervising in the afternoon. When Zhang Xueming got tired of reading the files, she could turn around and look at the handsome young man with a slim waist and long legs to entertain herself. They could also flirt with each other and chat privately, which made her feel better.
Although I know Gong Yuanzheng doesn't like to go to crowded places, I can't bear to see him staying in the pharmacy all the time, so I asked him: [Didn't my second brother and elder brother invite you when they went out? There are quieter places in the city. You can read books, drink tea and listen to the piano in Moxiangzhai...]
Gong Yuanzheng raised his hand and put the medicine to his nose to sniff it, then put it down again: [No hurry, take me there when you are not busy.]
Zhang Xueming smiled and said yes, pointing to the medicine bowl on the laboratory table: [Do you need to test the medicine? ]
Gong Yuanzheng said vigilantly: [This is not poison, it is a hemostatic drug. And it must be boiled until it becomes viscous, and then ground into powder after drying to be a finished medicine. Don't hurt yourself when trying it, or I...]
Zhang Xueming asked with a smile: [What else can you do? ]
Gong Yuanzheng thought about it and decided to use the old method: [I will cry in front of you.]
After a pause, he asked tentatively: [I feel like I've shed tears too many times in front of you, are you used to it? ]
Zhang Xueming put the last file back into the box, closed the lid, walked behind the screen, stretched his body, and said slowly: "I want to say that I have a farm outside the city, which is specially used to raise white rabbits for experiments. If you want to test the medicine, try it on rabbits first. If you need someone to test it later, I will help you find someone. Don't hurt yourself to try it. 】
Gong Yuanzheng's eyes widened as he was about to ask more questions, but she said: "No matter how many times you cry in front of me, I'm not used to it. I used to think you looked beautiful when I saw you crying, and I wanted to kiss you when you cried. But I don't know when it started, but when I see you crying, my heart becomes blocked and I feel so uncomfortable that I want to cry."
Gong Yuanzheng felt sad, but also felt a sweet feeling like honey.
He covered his chest, staring blankly at the girl in the opposite window, muttering: [It's over, I don't know whether you are better as you were before, or as you are now...]