Li Fuhu walked to the other side of the spirit coffin, glanced at Li Wuyu's body expressionlessly, and then raised his hand to push open the glass lid of the spirit coffin, and reached out to Li Wuyu's nose.

Mu Chaorong's eyes changed slightly, but he still didn't raise his head, nor did he stop it.

After ten years of marriage, she has never understood the true heart of this man, but she knows very well what he is like.

This man believes in no one but himself.

So even if everyone told him that "Li Wuyu is dead", even if Li Wuyu's body was placed here, even if the two women closest to Li Wuyu had cried and their eyes were red and swollen, he still wouldn't believe it.

He only believes in himself.

Li Fuhu probed Li Wuyu's snort with his fingers, stroked his neck, pressed his chest, checked his pulse, and checked it back and forth before withdrawing his hand and closing the coffin lid.

confirmed the death of his son, Li Fuhu's face did not have a trace of sadness, only a trace of gloom in his eyes.

"Who's the murderer?"

Li Fuhu finally turned his head to look at his daughter, his voice was low, without a trace of emotion.

He didn't ask Li Wuyu how he died, but directly asked who the "murderer" was.

This cold-faced emperor, who is known for his ruthlessness and ruthlessness in political circles, never cares about the process and details, only looks at the final result, he doesn't care about the process of Li Wuyu's death, who is the murderer, who has to pay for it, Li Fuhu just wants to know the result.

Mu Lengxi's heart suddenly jumped, his palms were sweaty, and he was nervous.

But she knew from the beginning that she would face a lot of inquiries from people, and she also knew that her father would ask such questions, so she was mentally prepared for a long time and did not show her expression because of nervousness.

This is also the reason why Mu Yuesheng wanted to come with her but was sternly rejected by her, such a cold "torture" is enough for her to bear alone.

Mu Lengxi sighed lightly in his heart, took out a writing board and wrote.

"Brother...... It was killed by the Tower Lord. When we were on the seventh floor, we were suddenly attacked by the three tower lords, and we didn't know why the exit command couldn't be used, and my brother ...... to save us."

This is a unified confession made up by Liu Yu, and the plot of the story has not been changed, but the time of Li Wuyu's death has been advanced to the time to confront the three tower lords, and the tower lord has been "slandered" as a murderer.

In order to hide Shi Xiaobai and the world, the six of them must not disagree in their statements, nor can they have loopholes in the story.

In the face of this false statement, Mu Chaorong, who was extremely sad, did not question or question, in addition to being too sad, in fact, he also believed that his daughter could not lie about this matter.

This also made Mu Lengxi's heart full of guilt and guilt, but she had to do it, because if she told the "truth", Shi Xiaobai would face the "revenge" of the Li family and the Mu family.

Mu Lengxi bravely raised her head and looked at Li Fuhu, she had to round out this story and make up the lies seamlessly, because she knew that her father could not believe it so easily, he would definitely ask the details of this story in detail, and look for contradictions and loopholes in it.

He doesn't trust anyone, only himself.

However, contrary to Mu Lengxi's expectations, Li Fuhu did not question this suspicious statement, but stared at Mu Lengxi's eyes expressionlessly, as if he wanted to see the truth from those pair of crystal clear black eyes.

Mu Lengxi chuckled in his heart, and his breathing stagnated slightly.

She remembered a memory from her childhood.

Mu Lengxi remembered that when he was four years old, Li Wuyu sneaked into Li Fuhu's room to steal a priceless treasure, saying that he wanted to give it to his little aunt as a birthday gift, but he not only succeeded, but also did it seamlessly, leaving no evidence.

But Li Fuhu just looked at Li Wuyu, stared at Li Wuyu's eyes silently, and at the moment when Li Wuyu avoided it because of his weak heart, he decided that his five-year-old son was a thief.

Li Wuyu flatly denied it.

Li Fuhu had no evidence or witnesses, but he only believed in his own judgment, and directly hung Li Wuyu at the gate, and hung a "thief" punishment sign around his neck, so that Li Wuyu was ridiculed by children of the same age during that time, and it is still an unforgettable shameful memory.

It's just that after Li Wuyu gave the treasure to his little aunt, he felt that it was worth the punishment, and with his talent, he beat those children of the same age severely, so he didn't leave any psychological shadow.

And now, Li Fuhu seems to be ready to use the same trick for his daughter.

Mu Lengxi panicked in her heart, but she knew that she must not avoid her eyes because of her weak heart.

Mu Lengxi plucked up her courage and looked at Li Fuhu with a firm gaze, even though the pair of cold eyes that seemed to be able to see everything made her palms sweat and her legs tremble, she still mustered up the greatest courage and did not take her eyes off even a bit.

Every second is like a year, Mu Lengxi only feels that every second has passed so long.

"You're lying. ”

Li Fuhu looked at Mu Lengxi expressionlessly, and suddenly spoke up.

His tone was still devoid of emotion, so it didn't sound like a question, but rather a statement of fact.

Mu Lengxi was shocked in his heart, and tried his best to control his expression, so that he did not reveal his panic.

Why did she still come to the conclusion that "she" was lying, even though she was staring into his eyes with seriousness and sincerity?

Mu Lengxi hurriedly shook his head vigorously, picked up the pen and wrote on the clipboard.

Li Fuhu stared at her expressionlessly, didn't wait for her to finish writing, and said, "The murderer is not the Lord of the Tower Layer. ”

It was still an emotionless statement, as if what came out of his mouth was an established fact that was not in doubt.

Mu Lengxi was a little at a loss for a while, she hurriedly erased the halfway words she had written, and re-wrote them, wanting to elaborate on the details of that story, trying to convince her father of the "murderer."

is the lord of the tower floor".

However, Li Fuhu didn't give Mu Lengxi a chance to "speak" at all, he just stared at Mu Lengxi's eyes, as if he saw through the truth, and stated the facts he saw by himself.

"The murderer is someone else, and you know who he is. ”

Li Fuhu said expressionlessly: "Not only do you know who the murderer is, but you also plan to shield him." ”

"You made up a story, perfected the details of the story, and tried to deceive me. ”

"But there is no point in a lie no matter how consummated, because I won't believe it. ”

"I know, you're hiding the truth. ”

"You shielded the murderer. ”

"You made up the story. ”

"I don't care why you do it. ”

"But you have to tell me. ”

"—Who is the murderer?"

Mu Lengxi was stunned, his hands and feet were cold, and in the face of Li Fuhu's merciless "declarative accusations", there was no respite or opportunity to refute.

It was as if it was pressed by a mountain, covered by a layer of dark clouds, depressing, uncomfortable, and I couldn't scream and scream to vent.

Mu Lengxi stretched out his hand to cover his mouth, feeling frightened, aggrieved, and afraid, like drifting in a lonely boat in the vast ocean, dazed, lonely and helpless, unable to see the other side.

She was scared.

But she knows that she can't be weak now, let alone retreat.

The "accusation" she is suffering is exactly the same as Li Wuyu at that time, there is no room for refutation, and even if it does, it is meaningless.

But the five-year-old Li Wuyu flatly denied it, and would rather be punished than admit it, although he was hung at the gate and let others laugh at him, he gave the stolen treasure to his little aunt in exchange for a knowing smile.

Then it's all worth it.

So

She can't admit it!

She must deny it!

Because what she hid was not a dead thing, but a living life, and this life was the young man she cared about.

She has to be as brave as Li Wuyu.

For Shi Xiaobai, she is willing to accept all punishments.

"I didn't!"

Mu Lengxi wrote these three words on the clipboard with great force.

The big eyes that stared at the water spirit met those cold eyes, and they did not back down in the slightest.

This gentle girl who is only thirteen years old, facing the cold-faced tiger who has swallowed one old fox after another in the face of the dominating political circles, did not retreat, but took a step forward, raised her head and chest, and was violent!

Li Fuhu was silent, suddenly put his hand into his arms, and took out a can of medicine bottles.

The vial is not large, filled with a white liquid, viscous and cloudy.

"Drank it. ”

Li Fuhu handed the medicine bottle to Mu Lengxi, and his tone was unquestionable.

Mu Lengxi was shocked and looked at Li Fuhu in disbelief, his eyes sad.

Is this the punishment?

The five-year-old son can be hung at the door and charged with stealing.

For his thirteen-year-old daughter, who was raised by his divorced wife, his punishment must have only been more ruthless.

This bottle of white liquid, probably some kind of poison, right?

Mu Lengxi's heart was sad, but her eyes gradually became firm, her hands trembled, but she still slowly stretched out to the medicine bottle.

If this is the punishment for protecting Shi Xiaobai, then she is willing.

Mu Lengxi's hand was halfway out, and a white arm suddenly stretched out, snatching the white medicine bottle before her.

Mu Lengxi turned his head in astonishment, but saw his mother Mu Chaorong snatching the white medicine bottle away like crazy and throwing it against the wall.

Touch!

The vials smashed against the walls.

Mu Chaorong, who had been silent for a long time, took a step forward and took Mu Lengxi behind him, his face was pale, his eyes were angry, and he roared angrily at Li Fuhu.

"Li Fuhu, are you crazy? You forced your daughter to drink the truth potion!?"

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