Master Fu’s full-level cutie fights fiercely

"I don't know the reason, as for the evidence."

Lu Yuan sneered coldly, "If I had evidence, do you think I could have left the imperial capital alive? But I can tell you that it was Lan Hua who came to me on behalf of your father. He made it clear that he wanted to completely eradicate the Mu family and invited I join."

Fu Lingxiao's face was gloomy, and he was silent for a long time before suddenly asking: "So from beginning to end, my father didn't talk to you in person, right?"

"It's true, but we talked on the phone. I know what you are thinking, kid. There is no need to deceive yourself. Everyone knows that Lan Hua is the most loyal dog under Fu Zong. He only obeys Fu Zong's orders."

Fu Lingxiao's fingertips hanging by his side trembled uncontrollably. Lu Yuan was right. In a sense, Lan Hua's every word and deed represented his father.

But all these are just Lu Yuan's words.

He really couldn't believe that his father was the main cause of the fire in the Mu family.

Gritting his teeth, he asked again: "Twelve years ago, after you left the imperial capital, why didn't you hide with your wife and daughter? Some time ago, you suddenly disappeared. Where did you go?"

"My wife and daughter are safe only if I am under Lan Hua's surveillance. Some time ago, I received news that my wife and daughter..."

Lu Yuan closed his eyes sadly and spoke with difficulty in a trembling voice, "There was an accident... I will bury them."

After he finished speaking, he was silent for a long time. When he looked at Fu Lingxiao again, his expression returned to that indifferent expression, even with a hint of relief, "I have told you everything I know. You can kill or behead me. I only have one person." Please, after I die, bury me and my wife and daughter together.”

Fu Lingxiao glanced at Lu Yuan with a cold look, turned and left, instructing the guard at the door, "Keep an eye on him. Don't reveal even a word of what you just heard!"

Back in the study, Fu Lingxiao sat back on the sofa chair, rubbed his eyebrows, opened the drawer and took out a cigarette, lighting it with a faint blue fire.

He held the cigarette between his bony fingers, brought it to his lips and took a puff. The white smoke curled up, blurring the handsome face.

He turned to look at the night outside the window, his brows tightened, and there was an indescribable mist and twilight in his eyes...

The sky is getting brighter.

The sandalwood ashtray on the desk was already full of cigarette butts.

Fu Lingxiao slowly exhaled a puff of smoke, looked away, put out the cigarette butt, got up and went back to the room, washed away the smell of cigarette smoke, put on clean clothes, and came to the medical building.

In the ward, Butler Wu sat in front of the hospital bed and took a nap, while the little girl curled up in a ball and lay on the quilt, sleeping soundly.

Fu Lingxiao stood at the door and looked at her quietly for a moment before walking in.

Butler Wu was sleeping lightly. The sound of subtle footsteps woke him up instantly. Seeing that the young master was back, he stood up and left consciously.

Fu Lingxiao walked over, lay down next to Mu Xing, and hugged her gently through the quilt.

The faint scent of milk was faintly discernible in the smell of disinfectant. Fu Lingxiao took a deep sniff, and the chaotic and violent thoughts that had been raging all night were inexplicably relieved and gradually calmed down.

He rested his chin on the top of her head and closed his eyes.

Mu Xing was hugged and wanted to turn over but couldn't move. He opened his eyes with his eyebrows slightly raised and woke up.

She found herself being held in the man's arms, with her cheek pressed against his hard and warm chest, the sound of his powerful heartbeat in her ears, and his shallow breathing above her head.

Between his breath, there is the ebony agarwood that belongs exclusively to him.

Everything made her so happy that it was indescribable. She gently rubbed against the man's chest, and suddenly there was a sharp pain in her heart.

At the same time, the man stroked the back of her head, as if coaxing her to sleep peacefully.

Mu Xing ignored the fleeting pain and continued to sleep against the man's chest.

Fu Lingxiao only slept lightly for an hour. When he woke up, he went to see the little man in his arms. As soon as he lowered his head, the little girl in his arms opened her eyes and smiled sweetly at him, "Uncle."

Fu Lingxiao pressed her forehead gently, "I woke you up."

"No, I woke up on my own."

After waking up at that time, she continued to sleep but did not fall back asleep.

Fu Lingxiao rubbed her forehead, let her go a little, stared at her with inky eyes, hesitated again and again, and finally spoke, "Baby, can you tell me the details of the fire in the Mu family?"

The sudden mention of the fire in Mu's house made Mu Xing stunned.

After a few minutes, he nodded.

"That evening, I woke up and didn't see my mother, so I went downstairs to look for her. I saw my father, mother, grandmother, and the rest of the family all collapsed in the living room. The curtains in the living room were already on fire. I couldn't wake them up. I couldn't get through the call to Mama He. I wanted to go find someone for help, but the doors and windows were locked.

I ran to the balcony on the second floor to ask for help. The glass door of the balcony was also locked. When I moved a stool to smash the glass, I saw Uncle Feng, who used to be a chef at my house, coming, but he suddenly left before entering the door.

When I smashed the glass and ran to the balcony, I saw a man standing downstairs, but unfortunately he only had one arm exposed.

That man must be the murderer. I guess Uncle Feng ran away after seeing him. He was on the phone at the time. Although I didn't see his appearance, I saw a scar on his arm. "

Mu Xing stretched out his hand and pointed at the middle of Fu Lingxiao's forearm, "It's right here. The shape of the scar is very special. I can't describe it, but I remember it very clearly. Over the years, I was afraid that I would forget it, so I drew it in a notebook. , I’ll show it to you when I get back.”

Fu Lingxiao looked at the position on his arm where Mu Xing pointed at, his eyes filled with ink.

"Later..." Mu Xing continued to recall.

But for some reason, she couldn't remember how she lost consciousness. She could only vaguely remember the scene of someone holding her and rushing out of the sky full of fire, and everything behind her was swallowed up by the fire.

The next memory is that she woke up in Qingyun Mountain.

Mu Xing tried hard to recall the missing memory, but when she thought about it, her head started to hurt again. She held her head with one hand, "I can't remember...why can't I remember..."

His little hands were desperately pulling his hair, his little body was shaking uncontrollably, and he looked in extreme pain.

Fu Lingxiao's heart ached, and he hurriedly held her hand, held her in his arms, and gently comforted her, "Okay, okay, I don't want to anymore, we don't want to, we won't talk anymore."

After a while, Mu Xing's mood stabilized. She looked up at Fu Lingxiao and said, "Uncle, I think I must have forgotten something very important."

Fu Lingxiao looked at her with deep eyes. In fact, that day at the hot spring, he heard the little girl say that she was suddenly afraid of water and that she would get a headache when she thought about the reason. He guessed that the little girl's memory was missing. He originally planned to find it. Check with a psychiatrist.

But now...

He didn't dare to look for it.

He was afraid that the missing memory contained a truth that neither of them could bear.