Water Reflects Peach Blossoms

"Sister Ayun..." Gong Ziyu could no longer suppress her sadness and grievance, hugging her, "I'm so scared... I don't want to..."

"Zi Yu!" Elder Hua shouted, "You are already holding a blade!"

Gong Ziyu's whole body stiffened and he slowly let go of Gong Yunzheng.

Yes, he has already wielded the sword, and Sister Ayun cannot change it. If he says it out loud, it will only add to her burden. Her health is not good to begin with, so how long will he continue to be ignorant?

Gong Yunzheng caught Gong Ziyu's slowly lowered arm. She supported his arm and told him, "We will definitely find the murderer who killed Zhi Ren and the young master."

"Now, go and see your father and brother off for the last time."

Gong Ziyu nodded, the messy hair hanging down from his temples made him feel even more broken. He returned to his seat, knelt on the mat, and tears fell on the back of his hand with bulging veins on his knees, splashing a tear.

After paying homage to Old Zhiren and the young master, Gong Yunzheng walked to the left side where the female relatives were and knelt beside Gong Zishang.

"Can you still hold on?" Seeing the woman's pale face, Gong Zishang choked up and asked with concern.

Yun Zheng was frail and his mourning clothes were thin. It was unclear whether he could endure kneeling in the cold hall in the dead of winter.

"I'm fine," Gong Yunzheng looked at Gong Zishang, who was concerned about her. "Sister Zishang, please take care of yourself too. Don't be too sad."

Sister Zi Shang and brother Zi Yu have been the best friends since they were young. They skipped classes together, ate snacks secretly, and if one of them had a bad idea, the other would definitely carry it out. From childhood to adulthood, they were the ones who brought joy to the palace.

Now that her brother Zi Yu is so sad, she must be feeling bad too.

Gong Zishang nodded.

No one spoke in the hall until the young man came in the moonlight, passing through layers of guards without any obstruction and hurried into the Blade Hall.

When Gong Yuanzheng saw the spirit tablet of Zhi Ren and the young master, he was caught off guard.

Before he could speak, Gong Ziyu, who was kneeling beside him, suddenly jumped up, walked a few steps to him, and asked sternly: "The direct descendants of the palace have been taking the Baicao Concentrate you made. They should be immune to all poisons. Why did my father and brother both die of poisoning?"

When he got angry, he grabbed the boy's collar angrily and said, "What the hell are you doing in the palace?!"

Caught off guard and accused of such a serious crime, Gong Yuanzheng didn't even have time to defend himself when he grabbed Gong Ziyu's hand.

"Brother Ziyu, don't be impulsive!"

He quickly stood up and grabbed Gong Ziyu's arm that was holding onto Gong Yuanzheng's collar. Gong Yunzheng told him to let go: "You have no evidence. You can't be so suspicious of Yuanzheng! Do you know what kind of situation your words will push him into?"

Murdering Zhiren and the Young Master is a serious crime! How could you say such harsh words to your family without any evidence?!

"Yun Zheng is right, Zi Yu, let go!" Gong Zishang also stepped forward and grabbed the wrists of Gong Zi Yu and Gong Yuanzheng respectively to prevent them from fighting.

Let go, idiot! You can't beat Gong Yuanzheng!

But Gong Ziyu, with his eyes full of jealousy, could no longer listen. He only wanted to know why, despite taking the herbal extract that could cure all poisons, his father and brother still got poisoned? They both lost their lives!

Only Gong Yuanzheng could answer this question.

Therefore, he didn't let go!

As the four struggled and pulled, their uncontrollable irritability and suspicion went in a direction where they could not develop. They were restrained by Gong Ziyu and Gong Zishang. Fed up with Gong Ziyu's stupid brain and having little patience, Gong Yuanzheng, who was now suspected and accused, forcefully waved the two away.

Gong Ziyu took two steps back, and Gong Zishang, who had no martial arts skills and almost fell, was caught by Ming Wuji.

Gong Yunzheng, who was holding Gong Ziyu's arm, was supported on the back by Gong Ziyu to steady himself. Suddenly, he felt a slight pain in his heart, which passed away quickly in an instant.

Seeing his sister implicated and clearly feeling offended, Gong Yuanzheng looked at her fiercely: "Gong Ziyu, how dare you..."

"Expedition!" Elder Yue called out, "Don't be disrespectful to the Blade Master."

He emphasized the words "holding a blade" so that Gong Yuanzheng would know Gong Ziyu's current identity and that he was not someone he could offend at will.

"Wielding a blade?" Gong Yuanzheng raised his voice and said disdainfully, as if hearing a joke: "Him?!"

"Ridiculous! Is Gong Ziyu worthy of being a Blade Wielder? The first in line to the throne is my brother Gong Shangjiao!"

This loser, how could he possibly take the position of Blade Master? Absurd!

Are these people blind?!

Since when did Gongmen Wielding the Blade become the sole heir of Yugong's lineage? !

Elder Yue brought out the family rule of [inheritance in absentia] to persuade the unconvinced Gong Yuanzheng.

When Zhi Ren and the young master met with the accident, Gong Shangjiao was not at the palace gate, and Gong Yuanzheng was not yet twenty years old. Only Gong Ziyu was qualified to inherit the position of Zhi Ren.

Gong Yuanzheng wanted to refute but was interrupted by Elder Hua, who told him to wait until Gong Shangjiao came back if he had any opinions.

The palace gate is in a weak state at the moment. If the brothers continue to confront each other, I am afraid the palace gate will be severely damaged.

After taking a deep look at the elders and Gong Ziyu, Gong Yuanzheng put his hand on the hilt of the knife and left in anger!

Jin Fan, who was standing outside the door, breathed a sigh of relief. His body had tensed up the moment Gong Yuanzheng pressed the knife.

The farce was over. Gong Ziyu looked at the back of the woman standing in front of him. He opened his mouth to explain something, but saw that she chased after the young man who left the Blade Hall without hesitation.

That’s right, Sister Ayun is Gong Yuanzheng’s sister.

Bitterness spread in his heart, and Gong Ziyu looked at him with red eyes.

Gong Yuanzheng did not walk far after leaving the Blade Hall. After a while, he heard footsteps coming from behind him.

The boy turned around, looking as uneasy as a child who had gotten into trouble: "Sister, just now... were you hurt?"

"No." Gong Yunzheng shook his head.

Seeing that his sister was really fine, thinking about what just happened, Gong Yuanzheng couldn't help but feel angry: "If my brother wasn't in the Old Dust Valley, how could a loser like Gong Ziyu get the chance to wield the blade!"

"Luckily, my sister protected me, otherwise I don't know what other shocking accusations he would have made."

Gong Yunzheng looked towards the Blade Master Hall, which was draped with white silk. "No one expected what happened today. If it weren't for the inviolable rule of succession by absenteeism, the elders would have preferred Brother Shangjiao to be the next Blade Master."

Her eyes were deep and calm as she wondered who in the palace was suspected of having murdered the young master.

Following his sister's gaze towards the Blade Holding Hall, Gong Yuanzheng curled his lips in disdain. Noticing his sister's thin clothing, he couldn't help but say with concern, "Sister, you're wearing too little. I'll go back with you and put on some more clothes."

The person with his back to him did not respond, as if he had not heard it.

"Sister?" Gong Yuanzheng raised his voice in confusion.

The next second, he opened his eyes wide in shock. The person with his back to him suddenly lost his strength and his frail body fell to the ground.

He hurried forward to catch his sister, kneeling on the cold and scratchy stone floor. When he felt his sister's extremely low body temperature, he became even more panicked. He stroked her cheek, which was pale and painful due to pain: "Sister? Don't scare me!"