Crossover Anime: Where Did My Male God Go?

Chapter 222 Gong Yuanzheng 9

Several brides gathered together to chat about trivial matters and gossip.

Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed a man entering the yard.

Jiang Lili and the others followed Qing Yue's gaze and found that it was Gong Ziyu from yesterday.

One of the brides, Lin Manman, frowned: "How can men be allowed to freely enter the women's quarters?"

Another chimed in, "That's right, this Young Master Yu is indeed as spoiled as the rumors say."

"The palace gates have absolutely no rules, letting Young Master Yu do whatever he wants."

Jiang Lili was also very dissatisfied with this. They were all young ladies from noble families. How could a man barge into a woman's residence like that? What difference was there between him and a lecherous thief?

Qingyue said disdainfully, "This is the palace gate after all. Going through here is like going into your own home."

"It's a good thing it wasn't this Young Master Yu choosing a spouse, otherwise I wouldn't have come." Lin Manman proudly raised her chin.

She looked down on such纨绔 (playboys) who spent all their time visiting brothels.

Which young master of the palace has a good reputation or is powerful? But Gong Ziyu's reputation is that of a lecherous playboy.

Jin Fan, with his sharp ears, reprimanded them directly.

"What nonsense are you spouting!"

"How dare you!" Qingyue turned around to face Jin Fan directly: "Even if we are brides-to-be, we are still young ladies from noble families and are considered guests here."

"You're just a lowly guard, yet you speak to the host and guests like that. You have no manners at all."

If a guard dares to stand in front of his master and speak, it's either because he's on orders or he's been spoiled rotten.

Who would allow a guard to do things above his master's head, unless he was a planted person intended to ruin him?

Jin Fan's chest heaved, clearly angered.

“I only have one master, Gong Ziyu. There’s no need for such formalities with you.”

Lin Manman: "What a dog who likes to stick his neck out! Gong Ziyu has no manners, and he's the same with his subordinates. He can't even manage people!"

If a household has such a guard, they will either be kicked out, sold off under some pretext, or even killed.

Qingyue took a closer look at Lin Manman. She liked this girl; she was just her type.

"you!"

Jin Fan gripped the hilt of the knife, as if he wanted to draw it.

Gong Ziyu reached out and stopped him; he had always felt a deep tenderness towards women.

"I'm just here to retrieve something that belongs to me from a bride."

"What a convenient excuse," another bride scoffed.

Qingyue raised an eyebrow: "It seems that we, the young master's brides-to-be, will have to let Young Master Yu choose first?"

"I didn't!" Gong Ziyu retorted loudly.

He wasn't after his brother's bride; he was really there to reclaim what was rightfully his.

The matron of the courtyard, displeased that the brides were so rude to Gong Ziyu, came over.

"What's all this noise about? Doesn't this make you look like proper young ladies!"

Lin Manman knew that this was the palace gate and she couldn't do as she pleased, so she muttered something under her breath.

"Another dog that doesn't know right from wrong has arrived."

Jin Fan couldn't stop the noise from reaching his ears. He really wanted to teach this arrogant bride-to-be a lesson!

He glared at Lin Manman with angry eyes, while Lin Manman gave him a smug look.

how!

Jin Fan clenched her fists. What an ill-mannered young lady from a noble family.

The commotion downstairs was too loud, so Yun Weishan finished her herbal tea, grabbed her mask, and hurried downstairs.

"Young Master Yu, these are yours, and I'm returning them to you now."

Gong Ziyu breathed a sigh of relief and accepted the gift: "Thank you."

Finally, I can escape this place of trouble. It was terrifying to see so many women gathered together.

I should have listened to the old woman and asked her to get his things back for him.

It shouldn't have warranted such criticism from these brides.

"I go first."

Gong Ziyu quickly took his leave; he couldn't stay any longer and had to go!

Several brides glanced at Yun Weishan furtively. It was her! Last night, when they were running away, it was because they were waiting for her and Gong Ziyu that they were delayed.

If that time hadn't been wasted, perhaps they could have gotten home before Gong Yuanzheng arrived!

After Gong Ziyu completely disappeared from sight, Yun Weishan's smiling face straightened as she turned and went upstairs.

The more she says, the more mistakes she'll make. She's not a real young lady, and she doesn't know what these people talk about when they get together. She's afraid she won't be able to handle it.

Even Gong Ziyu was driven away by their verbal attacks, realizing that she wasn't that capable.

Lin Manman snorted coldly, "Yesterday I thought I could really get out!"

She wouldn't have wanted to come if she hadn't lost a game of rock-paper-scissors with her sister.

Damn it, if she gets a chance to go home, she'll have another match with her sister. She refuses to believe she can't beat her every time!

The other bride simply smiled and didn't say anything; she had come to the palace gates voluntarily for her family.

"Don't you want to enter the palace?" Qingyue asked curiously.

Lin Manman looked into the distance: "I never imagined that once I entered the palace gates, I would never be able to leave again."

"We've been chatting for so long, would you like to come upstairs with me for a cup of tea to soothe your throat?" Qingyue invited.

"Okay!"

Lin Manman also felt that Qing Yue was quite to her liking; the two of them had just been on the same side, directly confronting the foreign man.

"Excuse me, you may continue your conversation."

The two said a few words to Jiang Lili and the other bride, and then went up to the attic together.

Qingyue didn't want to spend all her time playing ghost stories with people.

Sitting at the tea table, Qingyue skillfully and elegantly served Lin Manman a cup of tea.

"please."

"Thank you." Lin Manman took a small sip; it had a very unique tea flavor.

You can discern a person's character by tasting tea. This cup of tea is not soft and weak; on the contrary, it is intensely impactful.

Miss Song is two-faced!

The tea had an unforgettable aftertaste; after taking a small sip, one wanted another, and so on.

The two exchanged a knowing glance and smiled.

Qingyue asked, "Miss Lin didn't want to enter the palace, was she forced to come here?"

"It's not that I was forced, but it's not that I wasn't either," Lin Manman said, putting down her teacup.

"The Palace Sect is a major sect, while my sect is only in the middle class, neither high nor low."

"The palace sent a marriage invitation. My family keeps it in case anything happens and the palace can help. We have to give them this much face. Besides, we might not even be chosen."

"Only my sister and I in the family have reached the legal age; my cousins ​​haven't reached it yet."

"In the end, my sister and I played rock-paper-scissors to decide who would come. I lost, so I came."

After saying that, Lin Manman sighed heavily, feeling heartbroken.

Thinking back to how my sister tricked me in the end, saying that she would just play the cloth and I would only need to play the scissors.

Lin Manman was cautious and also played paper on her first turn. She noticed that her sister hadn't changed her strategy, because a tie would mean another round.

She immediately drew scissors, but her sister instantly changed her mind and switched from paper to rock.

"You're still too green to fight me."

These were the words her sister left for her after the victory.

Enraged, she slapped her own hand, yelling, "Serves you right for not being careful! You actually believed that awful older sister!"

Hearing this, Qingyue couldn't help but laugh.

The way Miss Lin came to the palace was so bizarre, strange, and wonderful.