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Ling Xun walked out of the room and closed the door behind him.Turning around to look, the footsteps stopped for a while before walking towards the third floor.

After his figure disappeared, Ling Xiuyun came out from the shadow around the corner, looking at the direction he left with gloomy eyes for a long, long time.

His slender and white hands were clenched into fists, and his nails were deeply embedded in the flesh.Slowly, a little bit of blood came out.But he didn't seem to be aware of it, and he looked at the place where Ling Xun left, with deep-seated hatred in his eyes.

"Don't you have enough? Why, you still want to rob me..."

His voice was so low that only he could hear it.Hear the resentment and anger, despair and sorrow inside.

He kept that posture motionless and stood there for a long, long time.Until, a violent cough came from the master bedroom.

Hearing this voice, his thin shoulders suddenly trembled, and he turned around abruptly, staring at the door.It's like looking at some beast.The expression in his eyes is extremely complicated.

"Anyway, anyway, the doctor said, you won't live long, why don't you let me..."

"Yes, that's it! Anyway, you won't live for long. Living like you is suffering anyway. I did this to help you..."

"Who told you to be biased? Obviously, the son who has been with you all this time is me, but you, you always think about that Ling Xun, it's all your fault, you forced me..."

"Yes, it's not my fault. You forced me. It's not my fault. I was forced out by you too..."

While silently chanting these words to excuse and encourage himself, he pushed open the door silently and walked into the master bedroom.

The unpleasant smell in the room made him frown, revealing a look of disgust.Soon, it changed into a cautious and cautious expression.

He quietly pushed open the door and walked to the side of the big bed. He quietly looked at the old male lying on the bed, shrouded in the dim light of the desk lamp.

He is the head of the family, he used to be a father who was extremely stalwart and tall in his heart, and he was admired by him when he was young, but now he has become like this...

Thin, dry, and tormented by illness, he lost all his youthful charm.Look, such a thin group, even the height seems to have shrunk.

He closed his eyes tightly, as if in a dream, still feeling the torment of illness.The eyebrows were deeply wrinkled, and the two grooves around the lips were deeply sunken.

Looking at him like this, Ling Xiuyun's eyes flashed intolerable, and the expression on her face became hesitant.

This worm's arm once hugged the young him, this worm's smile once bloomed for him, this worm was his biological father... He raised his hand, and then slowly put it down.

However, at this moment, the sleepy Father Ling's withered lips moved, and he began to talk in sleep: "Peiyun, don't go, look at me, look at me... Our child, I have a good time!" Take care, don't be angry, leave all my property to him..."

Hearing these words, strong unwillingness and hatred appeared in Ling Xiuyun's eyes.He gritted his teeth, picked up a pillow on the bed, and covered Father Ling's face fiercely on the bed!

"Uh, uh..." Ling's father began to struggle with his hands and feet, and there was a sound of survival under the pillow.

Ling Xiuyun couldn't help shedding tears, but she worked harder with her hands.How can the weak father of Ling struggle?His hands and feet gradually began to weaken, and his voice stopped coming out.

Ling Xiuyun's tears flowed more and more fiercely, but she pressed the pillow tightly with her hands.Until Ling's father stopped struggling completely, he still held on, as if possessed by a demon.

Finally, he felt the coldness under the pillow, and then slowly, slowly let go of his hand.Then, he carefully moved the pillow away.

"Ah—" he let out a suppressed exclamation, and fell to the ground all of a sudden.

Father Ling's face under the pillow was pale and ferocious.With his bloodshot eyes wide open, he stared fixedly at the void.

Ling Xiuyun didn't dare to look at his face anymore, she just lowered her head and said in a sobbing voice, "I can't blame me, I really can't blame me, you all forced me..."

As he spoke, he fell to the ground and wept silently.His shoulders shrugged and his body trembled uncontrollably, as if he was the victim.

The moonlight shone on him through the gap in the curtains.It seemed that most of the other parts were darker.

He lay on the ground and wept bitterly for a long while, then got up, quietly retreated out, and closed the door.

Before dawn the next day, it began to rain heavily.Crashing, overwhelming, darkness everywhere, as if it were boundless darkness.

Fang Qingci felt cold in his dream, and couldn't help shrinking even more into Ling Xun's warm embrace.Ling Xun opened his eyes to look at the baby in his arms, got up gently, found a quilt from the cabinet, and covered Fang Qingci.

Fang Qingci didn't open his eyes, and asked in a daze, "What time is it, should I get up?"

Ling Xun looked at him dotingly, and said: "It's still early, you can sleep a little longer."

Fang Qingci opened his eyes and looked at him: "Aren't you sleeping?"

Ling Xun hesitated for a moment, then said, "I'll go and see... him."

Fang Qingci's dazed head gradually came to his senses, looked at his love bug, and said, "Go, if he wakes up, talk to him more."

Ling Xun nodded with a smile, and was about to say something more, when suddenly a terrified and shrill scream woke up the entire silent mansion: "Ah——"

"Dead, dead—"

Ling Xun's face suddenly turned pale, and his lips could not help but tremble slightly.Fang Qing sat up abruptly, his eyes became serious.

What happened?

The two hurried downstairs. At this time, a bunch of insects had already gathered in the master bedroom on the second floor.

On the dimly lit big bed, Father Ling's eyes were wide open, and he had been exhausted for a long time.

"What's going on, what's going on, she was fine yesterday, and she ate with us..." Ling's father's female attendant sat on the ground, muttering, as if the whole worm had been stunned.

Ling Xiuyun looked at her father on the bed, tears kept falling from her eyes: "Father Xiong..."

Ling Xiuyun also shed tears, threw herself on the bed, cried and said: "Father, father, open your eyes and look at me, I am Yun'er, look at me..."

He shook his head while weeping, as if he couldn't accept this cruel fact, and looked extremely sad.

As soon as Ling Xun stepped into the room, he froze at the door.There was no expression on his face, and no tears.But there was no blood on his face, and even his lips were gray and white.His hands were clenched into fists, trembling uncontrollably.

Obviously I had a good talk with him here last night, but now, now...

He closed his eyes, even his eyelashes trembling slightly.

Fang Qingci was the calmest one in the room. He looked at Father Ling's situation and said solemnly, "Who killed Uncle?"

Hearing this, everyone seemed to be stunned.After gradually calming down, he discovered the unusual situation.

Father Ling's appearance obviously did not die of natural causes. The bruises on his face, bleeding from the corners of his eyes, and swollen muscles all showed that he died of suffocation.

And next to it was a pillow that was lying around and stained with a little blood, which showed that this was the murder weapon!

"Who, who would do such a thing?" Ling Xiuyun's eyes widened in horror, full of disbelief. "This house is full of our own bugs!"

Father Ling's female attendant wiped away her tears and calmed down: "We must find the murderer and comfort the spirit of my hero in heaven!" He stood up, his previous weakness was gone, and he seemed to become stronger all of a sudden.

Ling Xiuyun was still lying on the bedside, her head buried in the messy quilt, sobbing constantly.Crying like wanting to die.

The female attendant glanced at him, and said coldly: "Xiu Yun, get up, it's not the time to cry, you must find the murderer immediately. I'll go to the police right away, and you are here to guard your father, do you hear me?"

After hearing this, Ling Xiuyun raised her head to look at him, her eyes were red and swollen: "The murderer did it last night, right?"

"Does that even need to be said?"

"Last night, big brother was the last one to see my father. After that, no one came in again..." He glanced at Ling Xun timidly, and then said: "Elder brother, even if you The female monarch has always resented my father, and I can't do such a thing! He, he is our male father after all!"

Hearing this, all the insects looked at Ling Xun together.Fang Qingci raised his eyebrows, and said to Ling Xiuyun, "I know you hate Ling Xun, but you can't slander him! Ling Xiuyun, slander can also be punished!"

"Brother Fang, I don't understand what you said. Ling Xun is my brother, why should I hate him?" Ling Xiuyun showed a timid expression, looking very pitiful.

"You have many reasons to hate him. I will only say two points. First, you hate your father and value him more than you. Second, you tried to seduce me but failed to seduce me. I only have Ling Xun in my eyes. You, just these two points, isn't that enough?"

Up to now, Fang Qingci couldn't care less about other things, and spoke out the words straight away.He didn't expect that such a thing would happen just to accompany Ai Chong back home.Now Ai Chong's mind is completely messed up, and it is up to him to wash away his grievances.He will never allow Love Bug to get any stains on his body, never!

Ling Xiuyun didn't expect that Fang Qingci would ignore it and reveal the matter completely, and she hated it secretly. "Brother Fang, I know you love my brother, but you can't just pour dirty water on me for my brother's sake. When did I ever seduce you..."

As he said that, he covered his face and burst into tears, as if Fang Qingci was a villain, and he was so persecuted that he could hardly survive.