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

Mu Chaorong's eyes changed slightly, but he still did not look up or even made a sound to stop him.

After ten years of marriage, she never understood the man's true heart, but she knew very well how he was.

This man doesn't believe in anyone, he only believes in himself.

So even though everyone told him that "Li Wuyu is dead", even if Li Wuyu's body is placed here, even if the two women who are closest to Li Wuyu have already cried and their eyes are swollen, he still won't believe it.

He only believes in himself.

Li Fuhu tapped Li Wuyu's breath with his fingers, stroked his neck, pressed his chest, took his pulse, checked it back and forth before retracting his hand and closing the lid of the coffin.

After confirming the death of his son, Li Fuhu's face was not a trace of sadness, but a trace of gloom in his eyes.

"Who is the murderer?"

Li Fuhu finally turned his head to look at his daughter, his voice low and without any emotion.

He did not ask how Li Wuyu died, but directly asked who the "murderer" was.

This cold-faced emperor, known for his ruthlessness in politics, never cared about the process and details, but only looked at the final result. He didn't care about Li Wuyu's death. Who was the murderer and who was going to pay the price for it. Li Fuhu just wanted to know the result.

Mu Lengxi's heart suddenly thumped, his palms were sweating and he was very nervous.

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

This is also the reason why Mu Yuesheng wanted to follow him but was rejected by her. It would be enough for her to bear such cold "question" alone.

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

"Brother... was killed by the tower lord. On the seventh floor, we were suddenly attacked by three tower lords. I don't know why the exit command could not be used. Brother to save us..."

This is a unified confession compiled by Liu Yu. The plot of that story has not changed, but it has advanced the time for Li Wuyu to fight against the three tower lords, and "slandered" the tower lords as the murderer.

In order to hide it from Shi Xiaobai and the world, the six of them could not have any differences in their statements or loopholes in their stories.

Faced with this false statement, Mu Chaorong, who was extremely sad, did not question or question it. In addition to being too sad, he actually believed that his daughter could not lie about this matter.

This also made Mu Lengxi feel guilty and guilty, but she had to do so, because if she told the "truth", Shi Xiaobai would face "revenge" from the Li family and the Mu family. If these two prominent families that dominate the political and business circles take action, let alone Gaia cannot protect her, even the Heroes Association will not be able to help.

Mu Lengxi bravely looked up and looked at Li Fuhu. She had to make up the story well and make up the lies perfectly because she knew that her father could not believe it so easily. He would definitely ask the details of the story in detail and look for contradictions and loopholes in it.

He doesn't believe in anyone, he only believes in himself.

However, beyond 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 the pair of crystal clear black eyes.

Mu Lengxi's heart skipped a beat and his breathing slightly stopped.

She remembered a memory from childhood.

Mu Lengxi remembers that when he was four years old, Li Wuyu slipped into Li Fuhu's room and stole a priceless treasure, saying that he wanted to give it to his aunt as a birthday gift. As a result, he not only succeeded, but also did it perfectly without leaving any evidence.

But Li Fuhu just looked at Li Wuyu and stared at Li Wuyu's eyes silently. When Li Wuyu avoided it because of guilt, he decided that his five-year-old son was a thief prisoner.

Li Wuyu 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 punishment sign of "thefter" around his neck. So that Li Wuyu was ridiculed by children of the same age during that time, and is still an unforgettable and shameful memory.

However, after Li Wuyu gave the treasure to his aunt happily, he felt that the punishment was worth it, and with his talent, he beat up the children of the same age hard, so he did not leave any psychological shadow.

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

Mu Lengxi was panicked, but she knew that she could never avoid her eyes because of guilt.

Mu Lengxi mustered up the courage and looked at Li Fuhu with a firm look. Even though the 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 away, even if it was a slightest.

After a second, Mu Lengxi felt that every second was a long time.

"You are lying."

Li Fuhu looked at Mu Lengxi with an expressionless face and suddenly made a sound.

His tone was still not filled with emotion, so this sentence did not sound like a question, but rather like a statement that stated the facts.

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

Why did she look at his eyes tightly and look serious and sincere, but he still came to the conclusion that "she" was lying?

Mu Lengxi quickly shook his head vigorously, picked up his pen and wrote on the writing board.

Li Fuhu stared at her expressionlessly, and before she could finish writing, she said, "The murderer is not the lord of the tower layer."

It was still an unemotional statement, as if what he said was the established fact that there was no doubt.

Mu Lengxi was at a loss for a moment. She hurriedly wiped off half of the text and rewrited it, wanting to explain the details of the story in detail, trying to make her father believe the "murderer".

It's the tower lord."

However, Li Fuhu did not give Mu Lengxi a chance to "speak". He just stared at Mu Lengxi's eyes, as if he saw through the truth, and stated the facts he saw on his own.

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

Li Fuhu said with a blank expression: "You not only know who the murderer is, but you also plan to cover up him."

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

"But no matter how perfect the lie is, it doesn't make sense, because I won't believe it."

"I know, you're hiding the truth."

"You covered up the murderer."

"You made up the story."

"I don't care why you do this."

"But you have to tell me."

“—Who is the murderer?”

Mu Lengxi was as stupid as a wooden chicken, with cold hands and feet. Facing Li Fuhu's merciless "declarative accusations", there was no time to breathe or a chance to refute.

It seemed like being suppressed by a mountain, covered by a layer of dark clouds, suppressed and uncomfortable, and I wish I could scream and roar and vent.

Mu Lengxi reached out to cover his mouth, feeling panic, aggrieved and scared in his heart, as if he was drifting alone in the vast ocean, at a loss, lonely and helpless, unable to see the other side.

She was very scared.

But she knew that she could not be weak now, let alone retreat.

The "accusation" she was under was exactly the same as Li Wuyu at that time, with no room for refutation, and even if it refuted, it would be meaningless.

But Li Wuyu, who was only five years old, denied it and would rather be punished than admit it. Although he was hung at the gate and allowed others to laugh at him, he gave the stolen treasure to his aunt, which gave her a knowing smile.

That's all worth it.

so,

She can't admit it!

She must deny it!

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

She wants to be as brave as Li Wuyu.

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

"I don't!"

Mu Lengxi wrote these three words hard on the writing board.

He stared at Shui Lingling's big eyes and looked at the cold eyes without any concessions.

This gentle girl, who was only thirteen years old, swallowed up the cold-faced tigers that were old foxes in the face of the dominant political circles. Instead of retreating, she took a step forward, raised her head and raised her chest, and was full of momentum!

Li Fuhu was silent, and suddenly reached into his arms and took out a can of medicine bottle.

The medicine bottle is not big, filled with white liquid, viscous and turbid.

"Drink it."

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

Mu Lengxi was shocked and looked at Li Fuhu in disbelief, with a sad look.

Is this the punishment?

He could hang his five-year-old son at the door and charge theft.

His punishment for his daughter who was raised by his divorced wife at the age of thirteen must only be even more cruel.

This bottle of white liquid is probably some kind of poison?

Mu Lengxi felt sad, but her eyes gradually became firm. Her hands trembled, but she slowly stretched towards the medicine bottle.

If this is the punishment to protect Shi Xiaobai, then she will be willing to accept it.

Mu Lengxi reached halfway through his hand, and a white arm suddenly reached over, and before her, he grabbed the white medicine bottle.

Mu Lengxi turned his head in shock, but saw his mother Mu Chaorong snatching the white medicine bottle like crazy and throwing it hard towards the wall.

bump!

The medicine bottle smashed to pieces on the wall.

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

"Li Fuhu, are you crazy? You forced your daughter to drink real spit!?"

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Chapter completed!