Water Reflects Peach Blossoms

Soon, the topaz guards from the Council of Elders heard the commotion and rushed to Yu Palace.

Bring everyone to the Elders' Hall.

Sitting at the top were Elder Hua and Elder Xue.

Gong Yunzheng was in no mood to listen to their verbal battle, and he didn't want to see Gong Ziyu's foolish behavior of disregarding the safety of the palace gate in order to protect the Wufeng Assassin.

After saying goodbye to the two elders, she left the hall.

I met Gong Zishang, who looked anxious, at the door.

Gong Yunzheng greeted her calmly, "Sister Zishang."

Gong Zishang grabbed Gong Yunzheng's hand and said, "Sister Yunzheng, what should we do? Miss Yun has been accused of being Wufeng!"

Gong Yunzheng patted her hand to comfort her: "Is there a possibility that she is Wu Feng?"

Gong Zishang froze, her lips moving: "Miss Yun...she has never done anything to hurt Gong Men, and Gong Ziyu likes her so much, could it be a mistake?"

Gong Yunzheng withdrew his hand: "When did Sister Zishang become so tolerant of Wufeng?"

Seeing Gong Zishang's stiff expression, she asked, "Sister Zishang, do you still remember the fear and terror we felt when Wufeng attacked the palace gate ten years ago and we hid in the secret passage?"

"The blood of our relatives flowed all over the palace gates. We held countless funerals, big and small. Do you still remember?"

"I, Yuanzheng, and Brother Shangjiao became orphans overnight. Such hatred... Sister Zishang's parents didn't die by the Wufeng Blade, so they probably can't empathize with me."

"Sister Yunzheng... No!" Gong Zishang clenched Gong Yunzheng's withdrawn hand, his face hurt. "It's not that I don't hate Wufeng, I'm just afraid that after you kill Yun Weishan, we'll never be able to go back to the way we were before."

"We've never had such a fight before!"

Gong Yunzheng's eyes showed sadness, but he still withdrew his hand.

On the way back to Zheng Palace, she saw a Saker Falcon perched on a treetop.

The letter from Xue Zhongzi asked: [Yun Weishan is in the Snow Palace, should we save her or not?]

She tore off the word "save" and put it in the mailbox, and asked Haidongqing to write back to Xue Chongzi.

Qinglan came back and took out the blueprint from his arms and gave it to her, whispering, "This was drawn from memory by the doctor who treated the wound of the assassin."

Gong Yunzheng noticed two words written next to the dagger on the blueprint: "Bingwu?"

Qing Lan nodded: "He said it was engraved on the hilt of the dagger. I was afraid it wouldn't be clear if it was written on it, so I asked him to write it on the side."

Gong Yunzheng put away the blueprint and asked, "Where did this sword go?"

Qing Lan said coldly, "It was taken away by Master Huanyu's personal guard."

"It's indeed him." Gong Yunzheng: "Now everything is clear."

Gong Huanyu realized Ming Wuji's identity and used the sword to control Ming Wuji, who had been lurking at the palace gate for more than 20 years.

"Where are we going now?" Qinglan asked.

Gong Yunzheng put away the blueprint and said, "Go find Madam Wu Ji."

Yumiya.

Ming Wuji's room.

The incense was curling as Gong Yunzheng sat on the couch, looking at Ming Wuji across from him: "I'm disturbing Madam Wuji so late at night because I want to show her something."

"What is it?" Ming Wuji's face was indifferent.

Qinglan, who was behind Gong Yunzheng, spread out the drawings and placed them on the table.

Ming Wuji looked at the drawing, and her expression froze after just one glance.

"Ghosts and monsters." Gong Yunzheng asked, "Which one are you?"

Ming Wuji clenched her hands in her sleeves. Even though her identity had been exposed, she suppressed the urge to take action.

"I don't know what you're talking about." She turned her head away hastily.

Gong Yunzheng slowly said, "This sword was first inserted into the hidden stake and sent to the palace gate, and then it appeared in front of you."

"I've compared it. This sword matches the wounds on Elder Yue and Anzhu's bodies perfectly."

"Wu Feng hasn't been able to contact you for over twenty years, but he contacted you recently. What's your purpose?"

Seeing her identity completely exposed, Ming Wuji looked at Gong Yunzheng with eyes as deep as ancient wells: "I am not Wu Feng. Second Miss, you are teasing me with an incomprehensible blueprint. Is that interesting?"

Gong Yunzheng's eyes darkened. "Do you need me to guess the identity of the swordsmith?"

"This sword is as thin as a cicada's wing and extremely sharp. It has the style of Mingxiong, the world's number one swordsmith..."

"Enough!" Ming Wuji looked at Gong Yunzheng with a trembling body when her heart was touched: "Gongmen deceived me..."

"Old Blade said my brother was dead, but this sword... he's clearly still alive!"

Looking at Ming Wuji's trembling body, Gong Yunzheng was not moved at all: "I don't know whether he is alive or not. What I want to know is everything about Wufeng and your purpose in entering the palace."

Ming Wuji closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, there was only indifference in her eyes: "What is your purpose?"

Knowing Gong Yunzheng's cunningness, Ming Wuji asked her, "You saw through my identity but didn't report it to the Council of Elders. I'm afraid you want more than just information about Wu Feng, right?"

"I've known for a long time that you're Wu Feng," Gong Yunzheng said calmly, "I haven't exposed you because I wanted to see what you were going to do."

"Do you see through it now?" Ming Wu Ji asked.

Gong Yunzheng: "I see through it."

"He's just a ridiculous person who was used."

Ming Wuji found it funny: "People without a front are ridiculous. I'm not surprised at all when you say this."

"Madam Wu Ji, do you also find yourself ridiculous?" Gong Yunzheng looked at her. "Your entire life, all the time you've lived for yourself, has actually been spent within the palace. How ridiculous and pathetic."

"How ridiculous! The people in my palace are all those who help others out of pity, repaying kindness with kindness and showing generosity to others. It's a pity that someone like me has to endure the betrayal of my own brothers."

"Zi Yu has a soft and kind heart," Ming Wuji lowered her eyes, "He is not the kind of person who would hurt his fellow disciples."

She added, "I also advise you not to kill me at this moment. I have reasons why I cannot die."

"If you insist on taking action, I can only..."

"I won't be the one to take your life." Gong Yunzheng reassured her, "You won't die so easily."

"All I want is Wu Feng's information."

Gong Huanyu still has to rely on Ming Wuji to return to the sight of the palace gate, so how can she die now?

When Gong Huanyu comes back, Ming Wuji will be an abandoned pawn, the nameless assassin who killed Elder Yue and caused all the turmoil in the palace. She will realize how different Yun Weishan and she are in Zi Yu's heart, even though they are both nameless assassins.

By that time, one can imagine how regretful and painful Ming Wuji would feel.

Her plan has already begun.

Although she saw through Yi Ziyu's character and knew that he would protect Yun Weishan no matter what happened.

But after seeing everything she expected, she suddenly realized that few people seemed to remember the blood feud from ten years ago.

What about those dead tribesmen?