Crossover Anime: Where Did My Male God Go?

Chapter 261 Gong Yuanzheng 48



Chapter 261 Gong Yuanzheng 48

"Correct."

Qingyue's one hand was being played with by Gong Yuanzheng, while her other hand was stroking Xi En.

"Why the Palace Gate? Because of Wu Feng. It's rumored that only the Palace Gate can stand against Wu Feng, and Wu Feng has been opposing the Palace Gate all along. Clearly, he has something he wants."

"The guards did not find Wufeng's lair. Although they could kill Wufeng halfway, it would not solve the root problem. So they chose the palace gate, but the palace gate was closed. If they wanted to completely eradicate Wufeng, they had no choice but to resort to this last resort."

Gong Shangjiao frowned: "If the court sends someone to discuss cooperation with me, I will agree and your true identity will not be exposed. Why did you choose to infiltrate the palace gates through the same route as Wu Feng?"

Qingyue: "This involves issues within your palace."

Everyone: "???"

Qingyue said in a deep voice, "The emperor doesn't trust your palace gates, and neither do I. A palace gate with Gong Hongyu is not trustworthy."

"Why do you say my father is a bad manager!" Gong Ziyu, who had been listening without offering any opinion, suddenly shouted.

"Why?" Qingyue found his words somewhat amusing: "Look at what has happened in the palace since he ascended the throne, he almost wiped out the three palaces."

Gong Ziyu retorted, "That was Wufeng attacking the palace gate, how can you say it's Father's fault?"

"That's what I'm going to say next." Then Qingyue squeezed Gong Yuanzheng's hand and whispered, "I'm right here beside you."

Gong Yuanzheng blinked, wondering why he was suddenly bringing this up.

"Ok, I know."

Qingyue scanned the crowd: "Do you all still remember the bloody baptism at the palace gates ten years ago?"

Upon hearing this, Gong Shangjiao and Gong Yuanzheng froze, their fists clenched tightly. How could they forget?

Qingyue squeezed Gong Yuanzheng's hand to give him strength.

Gong Yuanzheng now understood why she had said those things to him earlier; she was trying to reopen their wounds that had barely healed!

He held her hand tightly, feeling her beside him, and he was no longer alone.

Elder Xue: "Are you implying that Old Blade Master let Wufeng in?"

"Impossible!" Gong Ziyu roared.

"Shut up and listen to me." Gong Shangjiao gave him a vicious glare: "I need to know the truth about what happened ten years ago."

Xi En didn't understand at all; it hadn't participated in the story, so it just listened to it as a story and gave a big yawn.

Qingyue also explained the cause and other details.

"More than 20 years ago, the only way for outsiders to enter the palace was through the selection of brides. At that time, Wu Feng was unaware of this plot, so there was no problem with the identity of the bride."

"But now there is an unknown person who has been infiltrating the palace for more than 20 years. This person is an exception. The old master of blades specially sent someone in to accompany Lady Lan. This person is Lady Wu Ji, Lady Lan's personal maid."

"Madam Lan's identity is not in question, so would she have a maid? Obviously, there is no need to investigate, thus she has successfully hidden herself."

Gong Ziyu couldn't contain himself: "That's utter nonsense! How could Auntie possibly be nameless?"

Qingyue glanced at her coldly. She had interrupted her several times. Was her temper really that good?

Noticing her expression, Xue Tongzi immediately had Xue Gongzi, who was next to Gong Ziyu, hold Gong Ziyu down. She repeatedly refuted him, for how could someone in a superior position not have a temper?

"Mmm..." Gong Ziyu struggled.

Gong Shangjiao restrained himself and said, "Please continue."

"You can choose not to believe what I say, that's up to you, but if you interrupt me again, don't blame me for being impolite."

Qingyue smiled kindly.

"Qingqing." Gong Yuanzheng looked at her expectantly, telling her not to argue with an idiot.

Qingyue's expression changed quickly, and she smiled gently at Gong Yuanzheng.

"Ten years ago, Wufeng's assassins accurately located the palaces and killed several people in the three palaces, but they overlooked the Feather Palace. Was it because Wuming didn't draw a map of the Feather Palace at all, or because someone deliberately drew maps of the other three palaces? Think about it carefully."

These words were a wake-up call for everyone.

Yes.

The palace gates have a complex layout, making it easy to get lost.

When Wu Feng stormed into the palace, his goal was clear; he didn't even go to the Hall of the Blade Master, but went straight to the Three Palaces.

The Horn Palace and the Defendant Palace suffered the most severe losses. The Shang Palace survived until reinforcements arrived due to its terrain. The previous Shang Palace Master survived but was left with a chronic illness.

They only had a little time to put the women and children into the secret passage.

Lang's younger brother came out through the secret passage because of the gift from Gong Shangjiao. Lady Jiao failed to stop him and they ran out together, where they were killed.

Wu Feng's spies even knew the location of the secret passage.

Such precision, with not a single moment wasted, makes it absolutely impossible to say that no blueprints were drawn.

Who could draw a map of the palace gates, and who could draw such a complete one? It was none other than the nameless one who had been infiltrating the palace gates for twenty years!

"Let me put it another way." Qingyue stroked the black tiger's hand and rested her chin on it: "Wuming, because of Madam Lan and Gong Hongyu's takeover, may have drawn the blueprints with Gong Hongyu's tacit approval."

"Of course, it cannot be ruled out that Wuming had his own selfish reasons, and did not want anyone in Yugong to be killed, so he did not paint it."

“But outsiders who enter the palace gates cannot leave. How can Wuming send out a message? Obviously, without Gong Hongyu’s approval, how can the message be sent out!”

"In other words, Gong Hongyu had already discovered Wuming's identity and allowed her to continue her behavior, which led to this bloody baptism for the Gong family."

It's better not to say anything at all.

They changed their approach and gave them another hard blow with a spiked club.

His head was about to be smashed off by the spiked club.

Xue Gongzi was stunned for a moment, and loosened his grip on Gong Ziyu, allowing Gong Ziyu to break free.

"It's all your own speculation. What makes you so sure that Aunt Wuming is, and what makes you question my father?"

Qing Yue said expressionlessly, "You'd better not keep your tongue."

Upon hearing this, the guard standing at the door drew his sword and pointed it at Gong Ziyu's mouth.

If Gong Ziyu dares to open his mouth even once more, his tongue will be sliced ​​off immediately, and even his chin will be cut off along with it.

So fast.

The words had barely left his lips when he launched his attack, leaving no time for anyone to react.

Gong Ziyu swallowed hard as he looked at the sword blade.

Xue Zhongzi asked with a stern face, "Gong Ziyu, have you calmed down?"

Gong Ziyu blinked twice, sweating profusely. He felt that if he moved his mouth even slightly, he would be cut by the sword, so he dared not move at all.

The situation was completely unexpected and perfectly reasonable; they were even beginning to question the old master of the blade.

If he really didn't do it, why would so many things happen afterward?

Did he do all this to better control the palace gates and the four palaces?

This is terrifying! Gong Hongyu is scheming to kill his own people!

"Gong Ziyu, your father ruined everything for me and my brother. If you hadn't been involved, I would have killed you right now."

Gong Yuanzheng's tears, which he had finally managed to stop, rolled down again like tiny pearls.

"Don't cry."

Qingyue cupped Gong Yuanzheng's face in her hands, wiping away each tear that slipped down his cheek.


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