The people of Mujiabao are not fools, nor are they perverts like Yelanling.

Although they mourned, they also knew that Ye Qinghuan was right - they couldn't even kill a pregnant woman, not to mention that she had made it clear that she would bear the responsibility for the death of their young castle master.

The old castle lord was obviously also impressed by Ye Qinghuan's bearing, and he was even more unwilling to tarnish Mujiabao's century-old reputation.

After looking at Ye Qinghuan for a moment, he said coldly: "Even if you are willing to pay for your life, but the murderer who killed my son is not you after all, your brother Murong Yafeng - how can you be the master?" ”

Without waiting for Ye Qinghuan to answer, Murong Yafeng snorted coldly: "Fart!" If my sister is not alive, what am I still alive for? ”

The sentence of 'fart' made the faces of everyone in Mujiabao change greatly, and they couldn't wait to rush up and fight Murong Yafeng to the death!

If it weren't for Ye Qinghuan's face, I'm afraid they would have done it.

Ye Qinghuan really has a talisman now, that is her status as a pregnant woman - no matter how angry and angry the people in Mujiabao are, they will not be shameless enough to attack a pregnant woman.

"Sister, believe me, I really didn't kill Mu Qingmiao." Murong Yafeng finished drinking the old castle lord of Mujiabao, turned around and knelt down towards Ye Qinghuan, her beautiful eyes full of tears: "Sister, you give me a little time, and I'll prove it to you, okay?" ”

The Ice Spirit had sensed it, and he knew that he was innocent, but what the specific situation was, it would take him and the Ice Spirit to fuse again to get the result.

Ye Qinghuan looked at Murong Yafeng's earnest expression, and a trace of hesitation appeared in his heart.

She was in pain, because of Mu Qingmiao's death.

And Mu Qingmiao was killed by Murong Yafeng, although it was a manslaughter, she was even more painful.

This tells her how to face Murong Yafeng in the future, how to explain to Uncle Jiu, and how to face the dead Mu Qingmiao?

However, at this moment, Murong Yafeng begged her to make her believe him, and let her give him time to prove it...... Should she stop believing in this innocent and harmless brother who is no longer pure and harmless?

"Sister, I beg you, don't doubt me, I only have a sister like you, I don't like you to look at me like this......" Murong Yafeng cried, sad tears flowed from those beautiful eyes, and even with a hint of despair.

Ye Qinghuan's heart was shaken after all, she looked at Murong Yafeng kneeling in front of her for a moment, stretched out her hand, and pulled Murong Yafeng up: "How do you prove it?" ”

Even if it wasn't out of selfishness, she didn't want Mu Qingmao to be killed by Murong Yafeng, who let Murong Yafeng be her blood-related younger brother, and it was her ninth uncle who owed the life of the war king?

"Sister! Will you trust me? Murong Yafeng was surprised and delighted, and her pale face finally regained a little ruddy.

Ye Qinghuan's face was still very cold: "You can prove your innocence!" ”

Now it's not a question of whether she believes him or not, but whether he can prove it, and if not...... The people of Mujiabao will not give up easily.

Even if he killed Mu Qingmiao by mistake and didn't mean to, the people of Mujiabao would ask him to pay for Mu Qingmiao's life!

Unless...... killed Mu Qingmao, there is another real murderer.

"Okay, I'll prove it to my sister, sister, you wait for me." Murong Yafeng glanced at Ye Qinghuan deeply, as if he had made up his mind, he resolutely let go of Ye Qinghuan's hand and retreated a foot or two away.

In front of everyone's eyes, they saw Murong Ya pull out a dagger in a hurry, and cut a bloody mark on his wrist when he raised the knife in his hand.

Blood, gushing out in an instant.