After stabbing my ex-boyfriend, I went traveling

A huge black pot was put on Jin Fan's head. For the first time, Jin Fan experienced firsthand that words can kill people.

But if he had known that it was himself who was killed, he would rather never understand.

Gong Ziyu seemed to have a longer reaction time than a normal person. He just remembered and rushed over to Yang Mei with clenched fists to ask for an explanation: "Gong! Ling! Shang!"

Seeing his attitude, Yang Mei wanted to rush over and grab his collar? !

You are so bold and daring. How can I indulge you?!

Yang Mei not only did not dodge, but he went forward to meet the blow. He held Gong Ziyu's arms with one hand, and swung his other hand to slap Gong Ziyu's big face!

"Snapped!"

The sound was clear and pleasant, circling the Elders' Hall three times without stopping.

"Hold the blade!" "How dare you fight openly in the hall!" "This is outrageous!" "Ridiculous! Ridiculous!"

The three elders just stamped their feet on the stairs or shook their wide sleeves. Anyway, they could not go down the stairs at all.

"Shang Jiao, hurry up and pull these two apart!" Elder Yue shouted in agony. He was afraid that if he didn't stop them, their freshly trained blade holders would be beaten to death.

Gong Shangjiao stood there without moving. Not to mention him, even Jin Jue didn't move at all.

They are not worried at all that Yang Mei will suffer a loss against Gong Ziyu. That kind of thing will never happen!

This sudden commotion ended with Gong Ziyu getting slapped on the other side of his face.

Yang Mei stretched his arms and legs for a while, feeling very happy. He asked Gong Ziyu curiously, "Have you never felt strange? You must have heard these rumors a long time ago, right? Don't you have any doubts? Don't you doubt why your father and mother never clarified this matter? Don't you doubt why your brother Gong Huanyu never defended you because of this matter?"

Gong Ziyu stood in the middle of the hall with a pig-like face, looking distraught, and Yang Mei's soul-searching questions were replaying in his mind.

Didn't he doubt it? Of course he did! He even wondered, his father was the one who held the sword, and he could have cleared up these rumors with just one word or one order, but why didn't he do it? It could only be because these rumors were true...

Yang Mei chuckled: "You must think that we want to use Gong Ziyu's life experience to criticize his position as a sword wielder as unjustified, right?"

Gong Ziyu turned his head mechanically and stared at him blankly: "Isn't it?"

"You're the only fool there is. Do you think we have pig brains like you?" Yang Mei waved her hands in disdain and took two steps back to get a little further away from Gong Ziyu, fearing that Gong Ziyu's stupidity would infect him.

"You have seen the selection process at the palace this time. The process is complicated and the standards are strict. Madam Lan also went through all of this when she entered the palace. So whether she is a virgin or not, and whether she was pregnant when she entered the palace, these things could not be hidden from the maids who did the examination. So, you, Gong Ziyu, are indeed the biological son of Old Zhiren."

Gong Ziyu was in a trance. In his twenty years of life, this was the first time he heard someone say to him with absolute certainty, "You are Zhiren's biological son." But he never expected that these words came from his enemy. Thinking of this, he felt uncomfortable again.

"Then let's go back to the previous question. Old Zhiren knew that you were his biological son, so why didn't he clear up the rumors? Instead, he let these rumors that were detrimental to his wife and children continue to spread for so many years?" Yang Mei looked at Gong Ziyu leisurely.

Gong Ziyu's eyes were already distracted, his thoughts were now completely led by Yang Mei... Yes, why was his father like this?

"Zi Yu? Gong Zi Yu!" Gong Zishang dragged the big fool to his side and shook him vigorously, "Are you okay?" Could it be that the two slaps from Gong Lingshang had damaged the brain of his silly brother?

"It's okay, I'm fine." Gong Ziyu shook his head, then anxiously looked for Yang Mei, "Gong Lingshang, you must know why, right? Why did my father, who knew my background, never clarify those rumors for me and my mother? Tell me!"

As this man spoke, he was about to rush towards Yang Mei. No one knew where he got so much energy from. Anyway, Gong Zishang couldn't stop him alone, so he quickly called Jin Fan to come over and grab the man.

Yang Mei folded her arms and admired Gong Ziyu's trapped beast-like behavior for a while, then she slowly said: "The rumors are not completely false, at least one thing is true, that is, before your mother was sent to the palace, she did have a true love, but unfortunately, she could not make her own decision on marriage, so she was sent to the palace by her own family.

Being chosen by the Lord Blade is indeed a very lucky thing in the eyes of others, but honey to one person may be poison to another. For her, this is just terrible news. She and her true love are destined not to be together in this life.

Your father knows all of this. But so what? Your mother is his chosen wife, and he will never let her go. He is not a philanthropist.

Unfortunately, your mother is stubborn. Even after she gave birth to you, she still ignored Lao Zhiren. How could a man tolerate such cold violence? Moreover, your father is Zhiren. Maybe he was willing to coax your mother at the beginning, but he didn't get a response after repeated attempts. How could he be willing to continue to treat her coldly?

Those rumors spread by the servants at the palace gate might have been instigated by him. His purpose was naturally to make your mother surrender to him first. As long as your mother surrenders, he will naturally order the rumors to be cleared up.

But you saw the ending, your mother passed away at a young age, and the rumors have been circulating to this day."

Yang Mei's mouth was dry when he spoke this. He cast a look at Jin Jue, who understood and raised his hand to call a maid to bring her a cup of tea quickly.

The rules in this Elders' Hall are really strict. Except for three elders, everyone else has to stand, haha!

Yang's eyes flashed coldly as he took a sip of the hot tea that had just been handed to him.

Gong Ziyu's brain was flooded with so much information at once that he couldn't digest it for a long time. He didn't even doubt the authenticity of the information Yang Mei said.

"Okay, A Ling has cleared your confusion, now you can talk about the position of the Blade Master you got for free." Gong Shangjiao took over the conversation and let Yang Mei rest. "The Blade Master is responsible for the entire palace, not just the few people in the palace now. What's the use of knowing your life experience? The important thing is how you let everyone below know.

Even if the servants knew that you were of palace blood, how could they erase what you had done over the years? Be it your ability, virtue, or reputation, you are mediocre in every aspect. No one outside the valley knows who Gong Ziyu is, and inside the valley, when people mention you, they only think of Wanhua Tower!

With someone like you like this, how can you say that you are worthy of this position? "