Crossover Anime: Where Did My Male God Go?

Chapter 225 Gong Yuanzheng 12

The festive red silk decorations on the outside were taken down and replaced with white ones.

Many guards entered the women's courtyard in large numbers.

"All the female guests came out of the room."

"Head count."

The female guest who heard the noise came out of the room.

Seeing so many guards, Shangguan Qian felt a little flustered. Had her actions, which she had just made tonight, already been discovered?

A quick glance revealed that Jiang Lili was being carried out by two guards, who were wrapped in blankets.

Lin Manman gripped Qing Yue's hand anxiously: "What's wrong with her?"

"I don't know. Could it be that some bride was dissatisfied and plotted against Sister Jiang?" Qingyue asked suspiciously.

"No way, people are scrambling to get this?" Lin Manman was very surprised and couldn't understand it at all.

Qingyue could see Jiang Lili's exposed face clearly. There were some ulcers on her jawline, indicating poisoning, but she was still alive.

She made the right bet, regardless of the outcome, it was her own choice.

Of all the brides, only Jiang Lili was injured and had to be taken away for treatment; Yun Weishan was the only one who didn't come.

Qingyue glanced around and spotted Yun Weishan, dressed in black, standing in the shadows.

Before Shangguan Qian could give Yun Weishan a meaningful look, Qing Yue smiled maliciously.

"Hey, Miss Yun, why are you standing there dressed in black? If it weren't for your fair skin, you would blend right into the night."

The guards who heard this all followed Qingyue's gaze and found that there really was a woman standing there.

Yun Weishan was startled and immediately began to flee, only to be seen by everyone. It was too late to silence her.

The lead guard shouted.

"Catch her!"

"Yes!"

All the guards drew their swords and rushed forward.

"Oh my god." Lin Manman, the clever little girl, covered her mouth with her hand: "Could it be that Miss Yun harmed Miss Jiang? She was also a gold medalist, but the young master didn't choose her and chose Miss Jiang instead."

Qingyue and Lin Manman huddled together, saying, "They really have such malicious intentions."

Shangguan Qian glared at Qing Yue with resentment, wondering if she was truly stupid or just pretending.

Yun Weishan was also stupid; she had already given him a signal, but he didn't move and remained standing there.

Instead of waiting for an opportunity, it would be better to take the chance to go into the room and immediately take off your clothes than to keep observing what's happening outside while dressed in black!

The capture of Yun Weishan was so commotion that all the guards who came to the female guest's courtyard were mobilized.

Gong Yuanzheng was also drawn over and grabbed the constantly jumping Yun Weishan.

"What a waste!"

Gong Yuanzheng kicked a guard away. So many people couldn't catch a woman. The guards of Yu Palace are really useless.

The guards lowered their heads and dared not utter a word.

Gong Yuanzheng glared fiercely at Yun Weishan, who had been captured by the guards.

"I didn't expect you to have been missed. Two assassins without blades have infiltrated the bride. Was Zheng Nanyi on the first day there to cover for you?"

Yun Weishan remained silent, but if her eyes could kill, she would have scratched Qingyue again and again.

Gong Yuanzheng looked at the familiar red nail polish on her hand. He had studied this nail polish on Zheng Nanyi before, and the poison on each fingernail was different.

"Your nails are absolutely stunning!"

Upon hearing this, Yun Weishan glanced at her fingers, realizing that she had been completely exposed.

It's not just about Jiang Lili, but also about her identity as a spy for Wu Feng.

Gong Yuanzheng: "Take him away."

"Yes!"

The guards hurried away without stopping.

Gong Yuanzheng walked towards the female guests: "Hold out your hands, all of you!"

The female guests exchanged glances and spread their hands behind their backs in front of them.

Gong Yuanzheng scanned each one's nails one by one. Everyone's nails were clean and tidy, without any paint on them.

I stopped in my tracks when I saw a pair of hands. They were long, slender, and very beautiful, with the veins on the back of the hands clearly visible.

"What's wrong with my hand?" Qingyue asked when he stopped in front of her again.

Gong Yuanzheng pursed his lips and glanced at the owner of the hand. It was that crying bride again. Why was she everywhere?

"Flip it over, let me see."

Qingyue confidently turned her hand over.

Gong Yuanzheng noticed that there were several patches of an off-color on her hands, somewhat resembling the hands of a martial artist, yet not quite.

"Your hands are calloused. Does a young lady like you need to do housework at home?"

Qingyue remained calm: "I'm not in good health, so my family often makes me exercise to keep me from getting sick. That's how I got the calluses on my hands."

She had too many calluses on her hands. The imperial physician prescribed medicine for her in order to take her place in the marriage, but the calluses had penetrated deep into her bones. Even if a piece of flesh was removed, the marks would still remain after recovery.

Time was too tight, and it was already the best that she could achieve this level of concealment in such a short time. It was enough to cover up the fact that her hands were not martial arts-trained.

Without calluses, some weapons, after prolonged use, will cause hand pain, blisters, and other problems, which is troublesome.

After careful observation, Gong Yuanzheng realized that the hand did not resemble one that was frequently used to handle weapons.

There is a medicine that can remove calluses on the hands, but she still has some inconspicuous calluses on her hands. If she wanted to remove them, she would have removed them completely. Why would she choose to leave any marks?

That's true. Her constitution is terrible. A slight gust of wind could blow her away. It would be faster to collect corpses than to have her practice martial arts.

Plus, the process of removing it is not pleasant; it causes severe pain in the hands. It would be a miracle if she didn't die from the pain.

At this moment, Shangguan Qian spoke up: "Sister Song, how did you spot Yun Weishan so quickly? We didn't see her at all."

Gong Yuanzheng stopped in his tracks as he was about to walk towards the next female customer.

"You found her?"

Qingyue glanced at Shangguan Qian. Was she here to vent her anger for her companion and cause her trouble?

"I found it."

"How did you find out? Her attire was concealed in the shadows; it's not that easy to spot!"

Gong Yuanzheng grinned wickedly, as if he had already captured the third spy.

Lin Manman, who was standing to the side, said, "I saw her too. She stood there so openly and didn't try to hide. It's just that everyone's attention was on Miss Jiang, so you all missed her."

"Oh?"

Gong Yuanzheng looked at the guards beside him. Were they right?

The guards nodded. At that time, their eyes were also on Miss Jiang. Following Miss Song's gaze, they immediately saw Yun Weishan. Yun Weishan had not deliberately hidden herself. As long as you paid a little attention, you could find her.

A bunch of trash.

Gong Yuanzheng withdrew his gaze and continued to ask, "Why isn't your attention on Miss Jiang?"

"I glanced at Miss Jiang and was startled by the disfigured part of her face. I turned my head to look elsewhere and was then startled to find Miss Yun standing there in all black, staring at us."

To bolster her credibility, Qingyue patted her chest and took a deep breath.

This reason was quite perfect, and Gong Yuanzheng believed her for the time being, mainly because her poor health gave him the wrong impression.

"Stop filming. You might scare yourself to death instead."