After stabbing my ex-boyfriend, I went traveling

To be honest, Yang Mei admired Ming Wu Ji a little at this moment, because putting aside the facts, he felt that what she said made sense.

No one in the room spoke, and Ming Wu Ji couldn't figure out whether they believed her or not. She talked a lot but there was no response at all.

She had no choice but to continue, "Every lady will have a dedicated doctor assigned from the clinic to take care of her from pregnancy to childbirth, and the clinic will also keep a record of the situation."

Gong Yuanzheng knew this very well: "I have read Madam Lan's medical records a long time ago. It clearly records premature birth. Do you want to say that the medical records are false?"

When someone spoke to her, Ming Wuji inexplicably felt relieved: "The medical records are real, but the old doctor stole the truth and changed a few pages, and these pages are in my hands."

"You want to propose conditions so that we can exchange the medical records in your hands." Yang Mei said bluntly.

"As the concubine of the deceased swordsman, I am only half a member of the Gong family. My life is worthless." Ming Wuji smiled bleakly, "But if you want to prove Gong Ziyu's bloodline, a few pages of old papers may not be enough. After all, everyone can see the elders' partiality. If I can serve as a witness and the medical records as physical evidence, I will definitely help you succeed."

Yang Mei tapped the tabletop with her fingers: "You are Madam Lan's maidservant, Lao Zhiren's concubine, and Gong Ziyu's most trusted aunt. You have lived in the palace for more than 20 years. I am a little curious, what made you suddenly betray Gong Ziyu? Haven't you always treated him as your own son?"

"I have stayed in this palace for too long, so long that I am tired of everything here. Old Zhiren has passed away, and the palace is in trouble. Staying here will only make me feel terrified day and night. I want to stay away from the bloody storm here and find a peaceful place in this world to spend the rest of my life."

"You want to leave the palace." Yang Mei stopped tapping her fingers. "I'm not surprised by this request, but the premise is that you are really just an ordinary concubine of the deceased old master. Let's not beat around the bush, Ming Wu Ji, you have been hiding in the palace for more than 20 years as an assassin without a sharp edge. Why are you so impatient now?"

Ming Wuji's nerves jumped suddenly. She frowned, her face full of confusion: "Master Lingshang, what are you talking about? You said I am an assassin without a front?"

"Yesterday I told Gong Ziyu that you were the one who killed Elder Yue, but it was obvious that he didn't believe it at all. One reason is that I was the one who said it, and the other reason is that the person I pointed out was you, whom he always trusted." Yang Mei raised his eyes and looked at Ming Wuji, "I don't care whether he believes it or not. After all, I don't care whether the murderer who killed Elder Yue can be caught. If this Wuming is really that capable, even if he killed the three elders including Gong Ziyu, what does it have to do with me?"

Ming Wuji wanted to struggle a bit more: "Master Lingshang, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want. You said I was Wuming, the assassin of Wufeng. Do you have any evidence? Did you see me kill Elder Yue with your own eyes?"

"No, I have no evidence, and I didn't see it with my own eyes, but it doesn't matter." Yang Mei curled her lips slightly, "Don't you understand? I don't care how many people you can kill at the palace gate. Look, even if I knew your identity, I didn't rush into Yu Palace to take you into the dungeon. But now, you took the initiative to deliver yourself to my door..."

Ming Wuji was on full alert. She glanced at the door out of the corner of her eye and calculated in her mind how likely it was that she would be able to escape successfully.

Unfortunately, even if she was going against her conscience, Ming Wu Ji didn't think she could escape successfully under the eyes of everyone in this room.

But Yang Mei and the others didn't seem to have any plans to take action.

Ming Wu Ji was suspicious: "You don't plan to kill me? Do you want to get information about Wu Feng from me?"

Yang Mei found it funny: "You have been away from Wu Feng for more than 20 years. What information can you know about Wu Feng?"

Jin Jue on the side had already peeled a plate of roasted chestnuts while they were talking. As soon as Yang Mei finished speaking, he pushed the plate to Yang Mei.

Yang Mei took the opportunity to show off her roasted chestnuts, leaving the "battlefield" to others.

"What benefits did Gong Huanyu give you to make you betray Wufeng and Gongmen at the same time?" Jin Jue's eyes were as heavy as a bloody sword, piercing straight at Ming Wu Ji.

Ming Wuji was a little unsteady on her feet. How could these people even know this?! They knew that she was working with Gong Huanyu, so didn't that mean they already knew that Gong Huanyu's death was fake?!

For a moment, Ming Wu Ji was in a state of confusion, and she couldn't run away. At this point, no matter what she said, her words seemed so pale... She might as well just tell everything!

"Wu Feng coveted the Infinite Flowing Fire in the mountain behind the palace gate. When they found out that I, the assassin who entered the palace gate twenty years ago, was still alive, they ordered me to find a way to steal the Infinite Flowing Fire." Ming Wu Ji smiled bitterly, "Originally, I had no intention of following their orders. After all, I already had a new identity. Even the late Lao Zhi Ren already knew that I was Wu Feng's assassin. But he had promised me that as long as I stopped working for Wu Feng, he would let me stay in the palace gate as his concubine. I am very grateful to him. He gave me a new life. Besides, there is Zi Yu in the palace gate. Madam Lan died early, so I am equivalent to Zi Yu's mother. It has been more than 20 years. Even if you have been with a dog for more than 20 years, you should have feelings for him."

Ming Wuji reminisced about her peaceful life of more than 20 years. She was really satisfied with this kind of life. It would be nice to live like this until she died. What a pity...

Her expression became a little angry: "I know what kind of person Zi Yu is very well. He is not capable of being a sword bearer. I just hope that he can always be a heartless young master of Yugong. No matter which young master of the palace becomes the sword bearer in the future, even if he has a bad relationship with Zi Yu, I believe that he will treat him well because we are blood relatives of the palace.

But Gong Huanyu said that he captured my brother!

I always thought my brother had been killed by Wu Feng, I never thought he was still alive! Gong Huanyu said he sent someone to find my brother and imprisoned him. If I don't do what he said, he will kill my brother!"

Everyone was very confused after hearing this, and Gong Yuanzheng raised his hand to signal her to pause.

"You said you thought Wu Feng had already killed your brother, which means your brother is already dead in your eyes." Gong Langjiao shook his head and said, "You have already thought of the worst outcome, so why are you still threatened by Gong Huanyu? Besides, he is most likely framing you, and he has not found your brother at all."