Lin Xueqi chuckled, looked at her, and his slender fingers tapped on the table again, raising his head slightly, "It's over." When did Miss Murphy like to eavesdrop too? ”

The person who came was Duan Murphy who said that she was going to sleep, but now she didn't have the slightest hint of sleepiness on her face, "You guys are too noisy, so come and have a look." ”

This seemed to be very reasonable, but she was powerless to refute, to be precise, she was too lazy to refute, and she kept talking in the morning, and her throat was almost smoking.

"Miss Murphy is afraid of eavesdropping, right? Although the direction you went just now was the direction of your current residence, but now you came out from behind the tree, if you walked here from the direction of your house, we could see you, but we could not see your appearance. Mo Xichen made a rare excuse.

Lin Xueqi was stunned when she heard Mo Xichen's words, and the corners of her mouth raised an arc, she didn't expect that Mo Xichen's ability to distinguish and analyze was so strong.

Duan Mofei's deep black eyes under his eyelashes looked at Mo Xichen, and his eyes like stagnant water actually had some other expressions, "Lord Mo's thinking ability is very strong. She slowly came to Lin Xueqi and sat down to be eye level with Lin Xueqi.

"Xueqi, you can't compete with them now, but I'm here to help you, now you can win over some ministers in the court, it will help you." She has always avoided answering who the murderer is, just because Lin Xueqi's strength has not yet arrived, even she can't be an enemy of the entire Mo Dynasty.

"You mean...... That person has a big official position, doesn't he? Emperor? Although Lin Xueqi's sentence was a question, his expression was very affirmative.

With that mother's diary, she probably knew the emperor's purpose, and she was even more sure that the emperor killed her parents, she would not give up, even if the other party was her own uncle!

"Xueqi, how can you know ......" Duan Murphy seemed to be surprised, and a look different from indifference appeared on his face.

Lin Xueqi evoked a smile, went back to the room and took out the diary pressed under the pillow, and put it in front of Duan Murphy, his red lips hooked slightly, just like a king with absolute momentum, "That's it." ”

Based on this, it is not difficult for her to guess who the murderer is.

In my mother's diary, most of the interesting stories written with the emperor when I was a child, it can be seen that the feelings are deep, and the eight words, the eight words that have not been written, are vaguely hinting at something.

The first emperor originally wanted to give up the throne to the eldest princess when he abdicated, after all, the voice of the eldest princess was the highest among the people, and the people believed that the eldest princess could take charge of the Mo Dynasty and let the Mo Dynasty go to prosperity.

But five years ago, the little emperor was very unconvinced, he didn't think that a woman could make the country prosperous, so he took advantage of their picnic and didn't bring many people to plot to kill them, but because of his friendship with the eldest princess, he didn't kill her, so he fostered her in the Lin Mansion.

These are just her guesses, the tone just now is sure or something, it's all pretend, all to make Duan Murphy think that she knows everything, she knows who this murderer is.

Duan Murphy's shocked expression just now, she knew that she had guessed correctly. The person who killed her parents is the current emperor, her biological uncle!

She hadn't suspected him before, just because he was her only relative who was related by blood, but she didn't expect that this only relative would be the murderer of her parents.

How ruthless was he to bear to kill her parents? His own sister?

"This?" Duan Murphy's eyes flashed with a hint of suspicion, she never knew that the eldest princess had the habit of writing a diary, she glanced at Lin Xueqi, as if she didn't believe it, and then after turning the first page, she couldn't turn it anymore, she covered her mouth, and a line of hot tears actually flowed down her cheeks and blurred on the table.

"It's her handwriting, it's exactly the same." Duan Murphy stroked the fresh and flowing handwriting on the page, as if reminiscing.

"Her penmanship is very unique, when she puts down the pen, there are light and heavy, and when she writes a little, it will always be longer, which is the special feature of her handwriting. She once said that no one could imitate this handwriting. She burst into tears, and she was on the verge of falling.

Lin Xueqi looked at the handwriting on the page, she did agree with Duan Murphy's words, this handwriting is very elegant and neat, and it is estimated that no one imitated it in ancient times.

Duan Murphy sighed, and didn't seem to want to hide anything, "I've heard her talk about the emperor, but she also told me. If you know, don't blame him. ”

"Why?!" Hearing this, Lin Xueqi was obviously a little excited, she didn't understand, why did her mother say that at that time? Or is Duan Murphy lying?

But she couldn't find a lie on Duan Murphy's face, and her expression was very real, just like her mother really told her.

"He's your uncle."

"I don't recognize him."

Lin Xueqi turned her face away, not wanting to look at Duan Murphy again. When she turned her suspicions to the emperor, she didn't want to recognize him anymore.

Now that she heard Duan Murphy's affirmation rather than denial, her heart was resolute. Emperor, it is bound to be removed!

"But the blood is there, and you can't admit it if you don't want to." Duan Murphy also seemed helpless. She was also very surprised when she heard the news, and she didn't want Lin Xueqi to have such an uncle, but everyone has their own destiny, and God is destined to change it.

Lin Xueqi stubbornly didn't reply to her, Mo Xichen hugged Lin Xueqi tightly, held her in his arms, patted her back, and said softly: "If you want to cry, just cry as much as you want."

Lin Xueqi wanted to cry for a long time, but she kept holding back, she didn't want others to see her embarrassed appearance. Her biological uncle is her killer of her parents and enemies, and she can't bear it personally, let alone her, a child who has never experienced family affection.

The tears hanging in the corners of her eyes did not fall for a long time, Lin Xueqi clenched her fists, her short nails sank into the flesh, and the pain paralyzed her nerves.

"Xueqi, do what I say, it will be helpful to win over the ministers of the court. For example, the red man next to the emperor, Dong Si. Duan Murphy proposed, looked back at Lin Xueqi, who was silent in Mo Xichen's arms, sighed, and turned back to the room.

Lin Xueqi opened her eyes and muttered on her lips, reciting the name Dong Si in pieces.

"Lin Xueqi, don't hold back, it's not good for you and me." Lin Xueqi's silent words, exuding a melancholy temperament all over his body, his mood was inexplicably not better.

"Mo Xichen, you say, do I want revenge?" Lin Xueqi raised her head, her voice was a little crying, and there were crystal tears on her eyelashes, and she was crying silently like a child at this time.

The emperor is her own uncle, she wants revenge, but she can't go against her mother's wishes, whether to interrupt the revenge plan or continue, at this moment she is a little confused.

"Go ahead with your revenge, this king has your back." Mo Xichen comforted her, since revenge was her wish now, why did he stop it? He himself knew that no matter how much he persuaded her, she would not give up.

"Really?" Lin Xueqi looked at him and asked.

"Really." Mo Xichen gently wiped away the tears on her eyelashes, smiled, took her soft little hand, hugged her and stood up, "Go out for a walk, you can't stay at home all the time." ”

Lin Xueqi let him lead, looking at his tall and straight back, the confusion in Lin Xueqi's heart dissipated, and was replaced by the warmth in his heart.

Mo Xichen, you know what? You are now her only supporter, the only person she can rely on, and the only person she can trust.

Mo Xichen, you know what? Now you are like the sun, shining into her heart and warming her ice.

You are tender as water, and sometimes cold as ice. Mo Xichen, do you know that she is now tempted for you.

Yes, how could he not know. Sooner or later, one day, they can hold the hand of their son and grow old with him.

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Lin Xueqi, do you know? His greatest happiness now is that he can see you every day, meet you every day, talk and laugh with you, even if he is not by your side in the future, he is content.

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The place Mo Xichen chose is the Imperial Garden, it is the height of summer at this time, and the flowers that should bloom in this season are blooming here, which is indeed a good place to relieve depression in the heart.

Lin Xueqi dragged off her shoes, sat barefoot by the pond, soaked her feet in the cool water, and then fluttered, at this time she was like a child, smiling brightly and having fun.

The hem of her red dress was already a little wet, but she didn't care, her voice was as crisp as a bell, and she smiled unscrupulously.

"Mo Xichen, thank you for always being with me, I am very happy and content."

Yes, she is content. She didn't know what the consequences of confrontation with the royal would be, but from now on, she would cherish every minute and every second, and cherish the time she spent with him.

"No thanks, just be happy." Mo Xichen looked at her smiling face, and her mood couldn't help but feel relaxed, with a faint smile on her face.

Lin Xueqi chuckled, paddling the cold lake with both hands, watching the ripples spread, watching the small fish swim through the clear lake, and watching the panic disperse because of the fluctuations.

"It seems that it is not the right time." An abrupt male voice accompanied by Lin Xueqi's laughter rippled around, and the surrounding atmosphere immediately solidified with his voice.

Mo Xichen's good face immediately fell, and there was displeasure on his face. Without looking back, he could tell who it was.

Lin Xueqi stopped all movements, she stood up, patted the dust on her skirt, and sat on the bench with embroidered shoes, looking like she was planning to dry the water droplets on her feet.

"It's not a good time." Lin Xueqi turned her back to the visitor, her voice was faint, and she didn't have the cheerful mood just now.