Mo Yuan hurried all the way to the palace gate, turned over and dismounted and kept walking towards the Qinzheng Palace, just as Lin Feiye was also there, Mo Yuan pushed the door in, first saluted respectfully, and without waiting for Duan Aoyang to ask him, he first explained his intention: "The minister lives up to the emperor's high expectations, and has already found out the cause of the death of the prince!"

As soon as she heard Lin Maoze, Lin Feiye's gaze suddenly became dim, she lowered her head and muttered, "Yes, I killed him... If it weren't for my insistence on driving my father out of the Lin family... How could he... How so! Lin Feiye was still in deep self-blame, and he couldn't listen to what Mo Yuan said at all, and as he spoke, tears fell big and big. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Lin Feiye shook her head and was speechless, she was carrying a thousand catties of weight on her heart, almost overwhelmed, and now even Lin Maoze's three words could provoke a few tears from her.

Duan Aoyang reached over and held her hand, the warm body temperature made Lin Feiye feel a trace of comfort, and he said: "That's the punishment he deserves for doing something wrong, you just give him the punishment he should bear, his death has nothing to do with you, you don't think about it."

Mo Yuan also opened his mouth to convince him: "Niangniang, the matter of the national master, I already have some eyebrows here, and it has nothing to do with you at all."

Lin Feiye had tears in her eyes and asked hopefully, "Really?"

"Well, I have found the person who saw Guozhang on the day of the accident, according to the man, in the same place on the same day, he also saw two other two people, I dare to guess, these two people, said that the culprit who killed the Guozhang!" In order to let Lin Feiye recover from self-blame, Mo Yuan did not make the slightest turn and point, and directly hit the point.

Lin Feiye raised his eyes when he heard this, looked at Mo Yuan in surprise, and asked in a trembling voice: "Those two... Who is it! ”

"It's Lu Linyuan and the old man Qianji." Mo Yuan replied succinctly.

"How could the father be with them! He hadn't seen them before! Lin Feiye got up excitedly, obviously very surprised by this result.

Duan Aoyang took her hand, only to feel that her palm was cold, and her palm was still sweating, and she felt distressed for a while, and spoke more gently: "Come, sit next to me, and listen to Mo Yuan speak slowly."

Lin Feiye slowly looked down at him, his eyes were already red, but he still nodded, and sat down, Duan Aoyang patted her shoulder, and then turned his head sideways to signal Mo Yuan to continue.

"I think it should be that Lu Linyuan has always hated you, so he will attack the national master." He said his speculation,

"So that's the case..."Lin Feiye muttered, she never expected that Lu Linyuan's hatred for her would affect her family, and at this moment, her heart was mixed.

Thinking about it, Lin Feiye's tears flowed uncontrollably, and she reached out to cover it, but she couldn't hide her sadness.

Duan Aoyang stretched out his hand, gently patted her back, hugged her into his arms, and comforted: "Cry, it's always better to cry."

She couldn't bear it any longer, turned around and buried her face deep in Duan Aoyang's chest, her slender fingers tightly gripping his clothes, like a drowning person, using all her strength to grab the life-saving straw, and then she didn't care about anything else, twisting until her fingertips turned white and her bones turned over.

People are hurt to the extreme, and there is no sound of tears, and all the pain of the heart is in silence and gnaws at people's flesh and bones.

At last she burst into tears, howling and crying with all her might, relieving her pain and grief without hesitation, crying out one after another, "Father......... Father ............ "But there is no follow-up, no words, no pain, no love, she doesn't know what she can say to Lin Maoze."

After all, Lin Maoze, as a father, is not a competent father, and as a daughter, she has also done too many things to be sorry for her father.

Lin Feiye leaned on Duan Aoyang's arms and cried happily, Duan Aoyang patted her back gently and rhythmically, comforting her as if comforting a child, for a while, Lin Feiye turned from howling to sobbing in a low voice, Duan Aoyang looked at Mo Yuan, and said seriously: "Lu Linyuan and the old man of Qianji plotted to kill the general of the dynasty, and now the whole city is wanted.

Mo Yuan received the order, saluted and turned around and left, leaving the small side of the Qinzheng Palace to two sad people.

Although the truth of the matter has been revealed, Lin Feiye knows that Lin Maoze's death has nothing to do with herself, but after all, she lost her loved ones, and in the next two days, she was still often in a daze, depressed, and Huang Ying didn't know how to comfort her, so she had to do her best to make a pot of hot tea for her.

Duan Aoyang has also been here several times, and every time he comes, Lin Feiye will open his mouth and say a few words to him, but no matter how you look at it, he can't be interested.

Looking at her like this, Duan Aoyang was distressed and anxious, but his father's death was definitely a big blow to his daughter, and he didn't know how to comfort him.

Or rather, he said no matter how much he said, it was useless.

Duan Aoyang's eyes were too focused, and Lin Feiye, who was in a daze, couldn't ignore it, she gave him a comforting smile and said, "You don't have to worry, I'm fine, I'm just a little relieved, two days, two more days."

Duan Aoyang gently touched her hair, pulled the broken hair on her forehead behind her ears, and said worriedly: "Looking at your current appearance, I'm really afraid that you won't be able to wait for those two days, I've been thinking about you for what I've been doing these days, listening to Huang Ying, you haven't moved at all about the food she cooked, right?"

Huang Ying, who suddenly heard her name, raised her head suddenly, and just happened to meet Lin Feiye's slightly complaining gaze, and smiled bitterly in her heart: How can this emperor confess himself? Although he is also for her good, it sounds like this, and he always feels that he betrayed his master!

Thinking like this, Huang Ying hurriedly dodged her gaze and buried her head, wishing that a crack could appear on the ground at this moment, allowing her to hide herself.

"Don't blame her, I asked her to say it, how can you do it without eating?"

Lin Feiye retracted his gaze, a little helpless, and looked at him with a soft light: "I'm not hungry."

"But I'm hungry, and as my wife, shouldn't you eat with your husband?" Duan Aoyang looked at Lin Feiye, with fox-like bewitchment and cunning in his eyes, and didn't give Lin Feiye a chance to refuse, so he couldn't help but order: "Let's eat."

Huang Ying pushed the door open, and the palace maids walked in, and after putting down the meal, Fufu's body quickly retreated, and after a while, a table of dishes was served.

Lin Feiye glanced over, and the table was "just right" full of the dishes he liked to eat.

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