"That's right, these can't be proven, but why did your mother run to the edge of the mountain spring so well, so far away, and it's still at night, how dare she go as a woman?" Murong Xiaonuan nodded and continued to prove it to Murong Xianglong.

"Maybe it's because she and my dad had a fight, and they were not happy, and then they ran out for a walk, and before they knew it, they went to that place. Murong Xianglong also continued to make excuses.

"I'm afraid you can't even convince yourself of this statement? What kind of person is your mother, haven't you counted it in your own heart? Usually when she goes out, doesn't she follow a large group of people who serve her? Why did she go out alone this time? Even if it was because she was unhappy and ran out alone, no one found out how she got out? Walking out of the gate of Murong Mansion from the courtyard of your house, there are a total of four gates, and each gate is guarded. It's understandable to say that one person didn't see it because he was negligent, but it's a bit of a stretch to say that none of the four people saw it, unless your mother practiced stealth. And the most important point, with your mother's identity in the Murong family, it is known to everyone, who dares to kill her? Who dares to go against our Murong family? Robbery? Those jewelry and everything are well worn on your mother; robbery is even more impossible, no one will choose your mother's age; there is only a vendetta left, but although you are usually a little harsh, it will not provoke the revenge of killing, right? After all these are ruled out, who do you think the murderer will be?" Murong Xiaonuan picked up a branch from the ground and said as he painted.

With the help of the moonlight, Murong Xianglong saw that Murong Xiaonuan had drawn a pyramid on the ground, with many small dots underneath, each with a × on the top, but a circle was drawn on the bottom one.

Murong Xianglong wanted to find something to refute Murong Xiaonuan, but he thought about it, but he couldn't find any excuse.

Murong Xiaonuan's words can be called an analysis, maybe they just represent her personal point of view, but the fourth point of analysis is that the entrance is three points, and Murong Xianglong can't find anything unreasonable at all.

"So I think your mother was killed from the house and then secretly transported out. Murong Xiaonuan nodded to herself and made a final conclusion.

"If you are killed in the mansion, it doesn't necessarily mean that my father did it, there are so many people in the Murong Mansion, everyone is suspicious. Murong Xianglong squeezed out such a sentence.

"That's right, what you said is very reasonable, everyone in the mansion is suspicious, but have you ever thought that anyone can kill anyone, but unknowingly transport the body out without being discovered by others, how many people can do this? Looking at the Murong Mansion, I am afraid that there are only two people who can do this, your father and my father. But do you think my father would do such a thing? He is usually reluctant to trample an ant to death, so how can he kill someone? In fact, the final choice for this kind of thing is still yours, you think yes, you think it is not, after all, it is your father, and you can't do anything to him. Murong Xiaonuan's last sentence was very level, and it sounded like he was comforting Murong Xianglong not to cause trouble, but after thinking about it carefully, he was provoking Murong Xianglong to go to his father to seek justice.

"Huh. Murong Xianglong suddenly laughed, logically speaking, when encountering this kind of thing, who else could laugh?

"Do you think I should be sad or sad now?" Murong Xianglong asked as he looked at Murong Xiaonuan.

"Isn't this the same thing?" Murong Xiaonuan took the small branch and erased the picture she had drawn on the ground in a few clicks.

"But why can't I feel it right now? I think I should be sad, sad for my mother, I think I should hate my father, but why don't I feel it at all now, as if this matter has nothing to do with me? Could it be that I have really seen it, they are no longer important in my heart, or am I actually just a cold-blooded and ruthless person?" Murong Xianglong looked confused, and now he really didn't feel anything in his heart.

What would happen if ordinary people encountered such a thing? The reality is to run to his mother's grave and cry, and then go to his father to make a big fuss, if not to make him pay for his life, at least let him make amends to his mother.

"I can't help you explain this, how you want to do it, it's all your business, in the end, it's up to you to decide, and I can't control you. Murong Xiaonuan shook her head, she didn't comfort Murong Xianglong, nor did she stimulate him, just like an ordinary person, she said something very ordinary.

"Yes, in the end, I still have to bear the suffering left and right. Murong nodded to the dragon and said with a wry smile.

Murong Xiaonuan didn't speak, he felt that Murong Xianglong's reaction was indeed a bit strange, she had imagined countless times that Murong Xianglong would react after knowing the truth, but she didn't expect it to be like this, which was completely unreasonable.

"Xiao Nuan, it's been a long time since we've talked like this, right?" Murong Xianglong suddenly asked.

"Yes, it hasn't been like this in a long time. Although he didn't understand why Murong Xianglong asked this, Murong Xiaonuan still nodded and admitted his statement.

"Alas, I wish we were ordinary children, and we didn't have to carry so much on our backs, and we could get it simpler. If there is an afterlife, I hope that the two of us can still be a family, and when the time comes, I will make you an elder brother and I will be a sister, and I will bully you all day long and let you take care of me. Murong Xianglong supported his chin with his hand and said with some wistfulness.

"Let's wait until the next life, isn't it a little too early to think about this?" Murong Xiaonuan didn't think that Murong Xianglong had become strange, but she didn't have the heart to study these because her goal had been achieved.

Because of Huang Fei's obstruction, she also hesitated, but in the end, Murong Xiaonuan still told Murong Xianglong, she wanted to see what the final result would be?

Let's make trouble, it's best to make the world fall apart, and never die. Murong Xiaonuan said silently in his heart.

"That's right, it's still early to live the next life, so let's live this life well. Murong nodded to the dragon and stood up from the ground.

"It's not early, I'll go back first, maybe this is the last time we'll chat so kindly, goodbye!" Murong Xiaonuan waved his hand at Murong Xianglong, turned around and walked towards the gate of the school training ground.

This time, Murong Xianglong did not stop her, but looked at her back blankly, watching her back go away little by little, and finally disappeared from the entrance.

"Sister, you want to kill me. Dad, kill Mommy. What kind of family is this? What kind of relatives are these, not as good as those relatives who are not related by blood, maybe, I really don't fit this kind of rich family, maybe, this is not my home at all... Murong Xianglong's mouth silently began to chatter.

"Mom, maybe this is a good thing for you, you are relieved, and I, still have to live in such a home full of blood and no emotion. Mom, Mom... Murong Xianglong bent his knees, knelt on the ground and began to cry, his cry was not loud, but it sounded unusually clear in this empty school training ground.

In such a night, in such a school training ground where only Murong Xianglong came, he knelt on the ground and cried, and the tears flowing from his face fell on the ground one by one, slowly wetting a piece, and slowly gathered into a small puddle, and the water in the small puddle became more and more, I am afraid that only the land under his feet knows how bitter and salty the water in this puddle is.

The two legs no longer have any sensation, the voice is already hoarse, and there is no longer a tear in his eyes, Murong Xianglong doesn't know how long he has been kneeling here, and he doesn't know how long he has been crying here.

What little illusion he had about his family has been completely shattered today.

After Huang Fei left Murong Ze'an's study, he went back to Murong Xianglong's house directly, and there was a lot of dust on his body, especially there was a knife on his stomach, although it was not deep, but it was quite long, and he also needed to deal with it.

Along the way, Huang Fei was thinking about how to explain everything to Murong Xianglong after he went back, but what he didn't expect was that Murong Xianglong was not at home after going back, and asked his family members, only to be told that Murong Xianglong didn't come back at all after leaving.

Huang Fei was very strange, but he couldn't think of it, so he simply didn't think about it, and asked for some white medicine and bandages to stop bleeding from his subordinates, simply treated the wound, changed his clothes, and Huang Fei sat on the sofa in the room and waited for Murong Xianglong to come back.

"Shadows. After Huang Fei left, Murong Ze'an personally moved all the things he had moved back to their original positions, fortunately, they were not bulky things, and he could handle them by himself. After everything was back in place, Murong Ze'an sat down on the chair and called softly.

Then, a dark shadow walked out of the corner of the room, it was the same shadow that had competed with Huang Fei before.

"Watching me move things, you didn't say come over to help. Murong Ze'an said to the shadow with a wry smile.

"You know I can't help it, my hands ... The shadow lifted his hands and flipped them over, but couldn't see anything wrong.

"Okay, I know, I'll be kidding you. Murong Ze'an smiled again and pointed to the chair beside him, wanting to sit down as well.

Shadow shook his head: "After so many years, I don't know what it means to sit, or stand more comfortably." ”

"I've wronged you. Murong Ze'an sighed.

"I can't talk about grievances. The shadow shook his head.

His voice never seemed to change, the tone of each word was the same, and others could not hear his joys, sorrows, and sorrows, coupled with his face that could never be seen, could only be described as mysterious.