Listening to Murong Xianglong talking endlessly to himself like a child, Huang Fei felt very uncomfortable on the side, he didn't know how to cherish it when he said it, and he regretted it when he lost it.

When the child wants to raise but the parent is not there, when the child is young, they are most worried about the parents, and the parents are looking forward to the child's well, hoping that the child can become a talent and have a future.

But young children often don't understand these things at all, and they feel that what their parents say to them is just endless nagging, and they never tire of listening to it, always thinking that one day they will be able to get rid of it.

When I actually leave home, the biggest feeling is that I am free, and no one is talking about myself in my ear anymore, and I can do whatever I want.

After a long time, I encountered difficulties, slowly tempered, grew up day by day, and finally understood the meaning of family affection and the painstaking efforts of my parents.

But often at this time, the parents are no longer there, and they can't listen to their teachings anymore, and they want to do something filial to them, but they don't know who to do.

The process of human growth is a process of experiencing pain over and over again, every time you are hurt and hurt, you will grow up a little bit, and when you are hurt and scarred, you will mature, but the price paid for this maturity is also huge.

Maybe before today, Murong Xianglong hadn't realized how important his mother was to him, and he might not even think of her, but when he learned that his mother died suddenly and left this world, and he would never see her again, he was not able to feel until this time that what he had never missed was the most important thing in his heart.

Maybe Murong Xianglong regrets it in his heart now, regretting that he didn't spare a little more time to spend with his mother, and regretting that he had done so many things that worried his mother before.

But what role can regret play in regret? Unless God resurrects the dead, all this can only be a pain in his heart.

It wasn't until now that Huang Fei found out that following Murong Xianglong to Murong's house was not a beauty difference at all, Murong Xianglong was kneeling there, and he had to stand here with him, although the dead person had nothing to do with him, but he still had to work hard to make a sad appearance, not only was he tired, but his heart was also tired.

The monk on the side was chanting the scriptures in a low voice, and the wooden fish that was warped again and again, coupled with Murong Xianglong's self-talk, formed a very strange sound.

Huang Fei felt that his brain was about to explode, this was simply a kind of mental torture for people, and it was endless torture.

"Brother Long." Huang Fei really couldn't bear it anymore, he interrupted Murong Xianglong, who was still kneeling there to express his feelings, he was here to accompany Murong Xianglong, yes, but it didn't mean that he was papier-mâché, he also needed to rest.

"What's wrong?" Murong Xianglong was suddenly interrupted, a little unhappy.

"Are you going to stay here forever?" Huang Fei asked.

"What do you mean?" Murong Xianglong felt that Huang Fei's question was very strange.

"Brother Long, you can't solve any problems by kneeling all the time, she can't hear what you said, Auntie, it's going to be dawn in a while, you should think about what to do tomorrow." Huang Fei reminded Murong Xianglong that all the things he had done now were useless.

"I'm here with my mother, is it your turn to talk about it? If you don't want to stay, you can go, I won't stop you. Murong Xianglong's tone suddenly became angry, he didn't expect Huang Fei to dare to say such things to himself at such a time.

"Brother Long, please be sober, okay? You're kneeling here like an idiot talking to yourself right now, have you ever thought there are other things to do? Huang Fei ignored Murong Xianglong's anger, but continued to remind him.

"Something else? What's up? Murong Xianglong didn't react at once.

"Brother Long, have you ever wondered how Auntie got there? Have you ever wondered what you should do next? Huang Fei was still reminding Murong Xianglong.

"Did you hear something? Or do you already know something? Murong Xianglong suddenly became alert, because he had just thought of a question, that is, he still didn't know what reason his mother died? As soon as he got the news, he was already stunned, and he didn't think about it at all.

"It's the first time I've been here, I don't know anyone, and no one will say anything to me, I just think it's strange, your sister is not very old, how can she suddenly say no and it's gone, don't you think it's strange?" Huang Fei couldn't say it directly, he couldn't repeat what Murong Xiaonuan told him to Murong Xianglong, so he could only make Murong Xianglong suspicious as much as possible, so as to suspect this matter and investigate this matter, the purpose was very simple, that is, he didn't have to stay here and accompany Murong Xianglong to talk endlessly.

Murong Xianglong was silent all of a sudden, and Huang Fei's words played a great role, making him involuntarily think about some other things.

Murong Xianglong knelt on the ground, his body suddenly shook twice, Huang Fei was startled, thinking that he was about to faint again, so he hurriedly bent down and stretched out his arms to support him.

"Help me up." Murong Xianglong struggled twice and didn't stand up, reached out and grabbed Huang Fei's arm and said to him.

Huang Fei was happy in his heart, knowing that his goal had been achieved, and hurriedly helped Murong Xianglong up.

"Come back with me." Murong said to the dragon, and walked forward, Huang Fei carefully supporting him.

Murong Mansion is a very large manor, and the manor is divided into several small gardens, where the various tribes of the Murong family live, and Murong Xianglong lives in one of the courtyards, which is Murong Zejian's home.

After Huang Fei helped Murong Xianglong into the courtyard, he came to a house on the east side, and at the same time as entering the door, one of Murong Xianglong's subordinates guarding the courtyard also called in.

"Young Master." The frightened man stood at the door and bowed respectfully to Murong Xianglong.

Huang Fei helped Murong Xianglong sit on the sofa, and then stood next to him with his hands behind his back.

"Tell me, why didn't my mom have it?" Murong Xianglong did not hesitate and asked bluntly.

When the subordinate heard this question, he obviously hesitated, lowered his head and raised his eyes to look at Murong Xianglong, with a panicked expression.

"Look at what you see, and tell you honestly if you ask anything." Murong Xianglong pulled his face and said very sternly.

The subordinate trembled and whispered, "Madame was killed." ”

"What?" Murong Xianglong seemed to have been struck by lightning, and stood up with a "pout", without using Huang Fei to help him.

"My mother was killed!" Murong Xianglong's tone was full of disbelief, he didn't expect such a thing to happen.

"Yes, young master, we are all sad." The subordinate hurriedly expressed his loyalty.

"What the hell is going on? Tell me more about it. Murong Xianglong tried his best to stop his body from trembling, and said slowly after taking a few deep breaths.

"It's like this, the young master, the master who went to the mountains to pull the mountain spring water this morning found the body of the lady by the mountain spring, and after coming back, the old man sent someone to pull the lady back, at that time, the lady was covered with injuries from head to toe, and her face was covered with blood, and I don't know who did it now." The subordinate didn't actually know too much, he could only tell everything he knew.

"I found it by the mountain spring, how could my mother run to the edge of the mountain spring so well? When did she go out? Murong Xianglong endured the grief in his heart and gritted his teeth and asked.

"Young Master, we really don't know what's going on? The eldest lord also asked us, and no one knew how the lady ran to the edge of the mountain spring, and no one saw the lady go out. The next person was wronged, he really didn't know anything.

"Did something happen at home yesterday? Or is there anything about my mom that is different from usual? Murong Xianglong thought about it and asked again.

"No, yesterday Madame was the same as usual, there is nothing wrong with it." The subordinate recalled carefully and said.

"If you think about it again, is there anything you haven't remembered?" Murong asked again after hearing this.

"Oh, by the way, young master, something did happen last night." The subordinate said loudly as if he suddenly remembered something.

"What's the matter?" Murong Xianglong immediately asked.

"This..." The subordinate was a little hesitant, not knowing whether to say it or not.

"What are you doing all the time? Ask you anything, just say it. Murong reprimanded Long.

"Young master, Madame and Master had a quarrel last night, and the quarrel was quite fierce." The subordinate bit his lip and said the matter as if he had made a great determination.

"Quarrel? Why quarrel? Murong Xianglong's brows furrowed tightly, in his memory, his parents rarely quarreled, although the two were not in love together, but they were usually busy with each other, and there were few conflicts between them, how could they suddenly quarrel?

"I don't know this, yesterday the lord and the lady had a fierce quarrel, and you know the temper of the lord, we didn't dare to lean forward at all, and we were all driven out." The subordinate said with some grievances.

"Is there anything else going on besides a fight?" Murong asked Xianglong again.

"It seems like there was a fight, and we heard the sound of something falling on the ground in the yard." The next person is not sure whether it is true or not, so it can only be said that it seems to be.

Murong Xianglong didn't speak for a long time after hearing this, all the facial features on his entire face were twisted together, as if he was suffering some great pain, his hands were clenched, his nails were deeply clasped into the flesh, his finger joints turned white because he was too forced, and his whole body was trembling.

"Okay, you go down first, I'll call you again if there's anything, remember what you told me today, don't mention it to anyone again, understand?" Murong Xianglong let go of his hand and said to his subordinates.

"I remember the young master." The subordinate nodded vigorously.

"Well, there you go." Murong Xianglong breathed a sigh of relief, watched his subordinates exit the room and closed the door.