"Where am I?"
There are no familiar houses or curtains around.
Instead, it was a simple wooden bed that couldn't be more basic, and there was a sour smell coming from the surroundings.
There seemed to be people pouring swill not far away.
Gongsun Aotian frowned.
"Rong'er, what's going on?"
"Why are you all here?"
Seeing that he lived in such a small and cramped house, Gongsun Aotian frowned even more.
"grandfather……"
Gongsun Yurong hesitated, not knowing what to say.
Everyone looked at each other.
"What happened? Tell me!"
Gongsun Aotian slapped the bed board hard.
Fortunately, he has not recovered from his serious illness and his skills have not yet recovered.
Otherwise, this wooden bed will soon fall apart by him.
Everyone hesitated.
Don't know what to say.
"Tell me immediately!"
Gongsun Aotian said with great anger.
He had already felt it during his coma.
The Gongsun family seemed to have been hit hard.
"grandfather……"
Gongsun Yurong hesitated for a moment and then told the truth.
Gongsun Aotian's face couldn't help but start to change color.
"What? Is everything you said true?"
"All seven of our villas in Fengyi City were burned down?"
"The Duan family, the Feng family... all turned us away?"
"Now, I can only live in a maid's residence?"
Gongsun Aotian couldn't accept the accidents one after another.
His face began to turn blue and white.
"puff!"
Finally, he couldn't bear what he was seeing anymore.
After spitting out a mouthful of blood, he fell on the bed again.
Uncle Nan quickly went up to help him up and lay him flat on the bed.
While complaining to Gongsun Yurong: "I feel that I can't tell the master everything."
"It's fine."
Gongsun Yurong said calmly.
"Grandpa will know this sooner or later. There is nothing wrong with letting him know earlier."
Sure enough, Gongsun Aotian, who fainted this time, woke up quickly.
Moreover, he accepted it all calmly.
Start here and heal quietly.
However, both parties had a tacit understanding and did not mention the name Ye Qingli again.
Because they knew that Gongsun Aotian, who was seriously injured, had no strength to compete with them.
Moreover, they are still worried.
What if Ye Qingli comes to trouble them again after she recovers from her injuries?
Now, they don't have the strength to compete with the Ghost King's Mansion.
Also worried was Emperor Yun'an.
He was in the Imperial Study Room, sitting blankly for a day.
Finally stood up.
"Come here, come to the Ancestral Temple, I'm going to worship my ancestors!"
Soon, after the dragon chariot arrived, he walked up quickly and left the palace quickly.
He really didn't want to stay in this place for a second longer.
Otherwise, he will definitely have nightmares every day!
After arriving at the Ancestral Temple, he immediately walked into the palace where ancestors of all generations were enshrined.
Then, kneel down in front of the tablet.
He murmured to himself: "I have been unfilial to all my ancestors. I almost destroyed the inheritance of our ancestors."
He knelt in front of the memorial tablet with a penitent expression.
"I really regret it. If I had known about this earlier, why didn't I be nicer to that scoundrel back then?"
He let out a long sigh.
"Actually, I have known for a long time that he is no longer my son."
