After stabbing my ex-boyfriend, I went traveling

Gong Ziyu naturally couldn't bear to watch Jin Fan being punished, so his recklessness came back and he stiffened his neck to find Yang Mei to argue.

Unexpectedly, when he passed by the place where the bride candidates were gathered, one of them grabbed his sleeve and said, "Sir, I won't die here, will I? I don't want to!"

Everyone knows that Master Yu is the most compassionate to women. Looking at the weak woman in front of him who was about to cry, Gong Ziyu had already forgotten that he had originally intended to stand up for Jin Fan.

Just when he was about to say a few words of comfort to this poor woman, he saw the woman flicking away the wide sleeves of her wedding gown. Before Gong Ziyu could blink, he found himself being choked by the other party!

Gong Ziyu's veins popped up: "You, what are you doing!?"

Yang Mei was handing the long whip in his hand to Jin Jue behind him, and Jin Jue took out a handkerchief and wiped the whip for him without complaint.

"Ah!" Yang Mei raised her eyebrows in surprise. "I was wondering why Master Yu, as the son of the Blade Master, would let the Bladeless Assassin go? It turns out it was a trap! Look, the assassin really jumped out by herself, so... Master Yu, it's your turn to kill her."

Here, Yang Mei and her group were watching calmly. Behind Gong Ziyu and the assassin, the bride-to-be were also staring.

Gong Ziyu: “…” The pressure is so great, I can’t even fight back!

Zheng Nanyi continued to exert force with his hands, and soon pinched Gong Ziyu so hard that his eyes rolled back: "Bring the antidote to save his life!"

"I'm sorry, his life is not worth a bottle of antidote from me." Gong Yuanzheng shook his head regretfully, "But don't worry, this palace gate is so big, there will always be someone who wants to save this coward." His smile was really perverted.

Zheng Nanyi was in a dilemma for a moment. Just when she was thinking of strangling the hostage to death, Gong Huanyu flew down from a distant roof and slammed Zheng Nanyi against the wall.

"take away."

His guards dragged away Zheng Nanyiyi, who had fallen unconscious to the ground.

"Brother Yuanzheng, brother Lingshang, you are too reckless." Gong Huanyu spoke earnestly to Yang Mei and the others in a pretentious manner.

Yang Mei casually bowed to Gong Huanyu, not even lowering her head: "Young Master is right, we shouldn't have come to watch this show. If we hadn't come, the brides to be chosen might have already left the Old Dust Valley, or Gong Ziyu might have had her neck broken by Wufeng's assassin. Young Master, you've arrived just in time to collect the body."

Gong Huanyu's face turned liver-colored at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"How dare you! My brother is the young master!"

Yang Mei yawned in boredom: "If you say so, then so be it."

The farce ended just like that.

Yang Mei didn't take Gong Huanyu and Gong Ziyu seriously at all. She waved her sleeves and took Gong Yuanzheng and Jin Jue back to Shang Palace.

Gong Ziyu was about to fire over there like a cannonball, but was stopped by Gong Huanyu who pulled his arm.

"Brother, why are you stopping me? Look how arrogant they are. They don't even take you, the young master, seriously!" Gong Ziyu jumped up and down.

Gong Huanyu felt like he was shot in the heart. He knew that those people didn't take him, the young master, seriously, but was it necessary for you to say it out loud?! Do you think I'm not embarrassed enough?!

He didn't even dare to look at the expressions of the bride candidates. He just said to his annoying brother, "Let's go back to Yugong first."

……

After Gong Yuanzheng returned to the Shang Palace, he drank a cup of hot tea before saying, "Was Wufeng's assassin caught so easily? I don't think it's that simple."

"There must be something wrong when things are out of the ordinary. Under the circumstances at that time, the best strategy was to wait and see, but she insisted on jumping out and making trouble. It was as if she was deliberately drawing everyone's attention to her." Jin Jue said as he held down Yang Mei's hand as she tried to take off her coat.

"Don't take off your cloak later. Go warm yourself by the fire first."

Gong Yuanzheng's heart skipped a beat: "Can you explain to me why this guy can control you now?"

"Isn't it obvious?" Yang Mei curled her lips and smiled, leaning against Jin Jue, "He is my wife now."

Gong Yuanzheng grumbled, "I think you are more like his wife."

He looked Jin Jue up and down again: "It's not just because of your relationship. Although he is wearing the same color as the guard uniform, it is obviously not a guard uniform. And the jade pendant hanging around his waist is made of the finest blood jade. Don't say that all these clothes and accessories were bought by you. Doesn't that mean he is just a gigolo? If that's the case, I don't agree with your marriage!"

Seeing that this person had already started to imagine things crazily, Yang Mei interrupted him hastily: "Stop thinking! Have you been reading too many storybooks recently? Who do you think I am? Do you think I am just a love-minded person who only cares about the person I love?"

Gong Yuanzheng thought seriously for two seconds: "You are not. So..."

"So I do have some changes in my identity," Jin Jue held his forehead helplessly, "it's just that I suddenly found out about my background in the past few years. I'll talk about it when the time comes in the future. These clothes and accessories were indeed bought with the help of A Ling, but one thing is that my assets have long been handed over to A Ling, and my daily pocket money has to be given to me by A Ling." He looked at Yang Mei sweetly with a smile in his eyes.

"That's good enough." Gong Yuanzheng nodded with satisfaction.

*

The next day, Yang Mei went to the dungeon alone. Zheng Nanyiyi's limbs were tied with thick iron chains and hung in the air.

Yang Mei stopped five steps away from her: "It looks like someone has been here before me. It must be Gong Huanyu."

Zheng Nanyiyi looked up at him with difficulty and said nothing.

"Ghosts and monsters, everyone in the martial arts world knows that your assassins are divided into four levels. In terms of your ability and skills, you are probably the lowest level of ghosts."

Zheng Nanyiyi seemed to feel insulted and looked at Yang Mei with a frown, but because what Yang Mei said was not wrong, she was indeed a Chi, so she couldn't go against her conscience and say that she was not a Chi even if she wanted to refute.

"With such a good opportunity to enter the palace, they only sent one Chi, and it was exposed so easily." Yang Mei said as she walked to the place where the torture instruments were placed and picked up a whip with a barb. "Why do I think you are a cannon fodder used to divert attention?"

Zheng Nanyi's heart tightened, and he just said: "We Wufeng people are not afraid of death."

"Oh?" Yang Mei flicked the whip, and the sound of it breaking through the air went straight to Zheng Nanyiyi's face.

Zheng Nanyiyi closed her eyes reflexively. She felt like she was going to be disfigured.

But it was not as bad as she thought. The whip passed across the side of her face, stirring up a vicious air flow, and finally landed on her shoulder.

The skin was torn, blood was oozing, and the wounds were so deep that the bones were visible.

The pain signal did not seem to be transmitted to her brain nerve center immediately. At first, Zheng Nanyiyi only felt a burning sensation on the sides of her face and shoulders, as if being pricked by needles.

"Ah!!!" The next second she screamed because of the unbearable pain.

The snakes, insects, rats and ants hiding in the dungeon were frightened and ran around in panic.

The bright red wedding dress looked even more vivid after being soaked in blood.

"Many people are not afraid of death, but that's only because sometimes living is much more terrifying than death." Yang Mei casually threw the whip on the table beside her.

Zheng Nanyiyi only felt her vision blurry and breathing difficult. She wanted to use all her strength to breathe deeply, but she didn't dare to, because even a small breath would tear the wound and cause pain.

“You, you are Gong Lingshang from the Shang Palace, right? Yes, it’s you. People in the martial arts world say that you are a sickly person. Even the intelligence Wufeng gave me said so. Hahaha, hahahahaha!” Zheng Nanyi laughed crazily, “Everyone has been fooled by you!”