The backyard of the Song Mansion looks particularly quiet when night comes.

In the pavilion in the courtyard, Song Jingran sat in the pavilion in black; Yan Yongan was wearing white, which was even more obvious on this dark night;

"You did it?" Song Jingran's cold tone spread in the darkness.

"I don't understand what you are talking about." Yan Yongan drank a little wine meaninglessly; he knew what Song Jingran was saying in his heart, but he did not intend to say it first; "You don't have to pretend in front of me." Song Jingran could still suppress his emotions, but Yan Yongan had always been like this, and he promised that he would calm down and self-control;

"I have nothing to pretend. If you want to ask, sorry, I have nothing to tell you about the rumors." Yan Yongan knew that Song Jingran must have mistakenly thought that he had leaked Shuang Muzi's identity. However, if he explained at this time, Song Jingran would not believe it, so he remained silent;

"Dare you to say that Xuan'er's identity was not revealed by you. Do you dare to say that you have never disclosed this to others?" Song Jingran grabbed Yan Yongan's clothes and was a little excited. He didn't understand why the childhood friend who grew up together was so inhumane.

"I'm Zeng Xiang, the King of Beiliang, who revealed Xuan'er's identity, but I have never told him about Xuan'er's life experience, nor have I spread rumors." Yan Yongan did not resist, and he was not afraid that Song Jingran would know, at least, he left room for him.

"Then how this incident spreads, tell me." Song Jingran said angrily. He didn't know why he was so angry. Maybe he was because of Yu Zixia's affairs, or maybe it was because of Shuangmuzi.

"You have time to ask me here, you won't check it out. Is your dark house an idle meal?" Yan Yongan shook off Song Jingran's hand and was also angry at his questioning. When did he care so much about Shuang Muzi?

"You'd better not let me find out that it was you, otherwise..." Song Jingran glared at Yan Yongan, his eyes enough to make Yan Yongan clear. Song Jingran's next words.

"Don't worry, if you find out that it was my doing, I will do it as you wish. However, you'd better clarify your own ideas first. Are you just for the guilt of "Lin Mansion" or for Lin Xuan'er?" Yan Yongan deliberately hinted, and he suddenly felt that Song Jingran was a little abnormal, or that he finally showed abnormality.

"Of course I have the heart to make up for Xuan'er for the Lin Mansion." When Song Jingran said this, he felt a little guilty. He suddenly wanted to ask himself again what kind of feelings he had for Xuan'er.

"When you betray the Lin Mansion, have you ever thought that one day you will be plagued by guilt?" Yan Yongan looked at Song Jingran with an expressionless face. He had some information about the Lin Mansion's destruction back then, and Song Jingran and Gao Jin were also one of the culprits of the Lin Mansion's destruction.

"The Lin family was destroyed back then, not as you imagined..." Song Jingran was not surprised that Yan Yongan knew, but what Yan Yongan said was betrayal was definitely not what he and Gao Jin thought.

"What's that? You and Gao Jin didn't like Gao Pei's style, so they secretly united with other countries to fight against Fanliang. It was precisely because of this that the Lin family pushed the Lin family on the road to extermination. Then, you owe the Lin family to the Lin family, so you buried the Lin family in Lihuagang. Lihua is the mark of your Song family's business community. Am I right?" Yan Yongan said coldly.

Song Jingran said nothing. Song Jingran was never surprised by what Yan Yongan said. Yan Yongan was half right about the Lin Mansion, but the Lin Mansion was destroyed, which was not what they wanted. If it weren't for someone's design and could not be spared, the Lin Mansion might not have ended up like this.

"Why, I'm saying it, don't you feel guilty and blame yourself?" Yan Yongan was also angry at Song Jingran's actions. After all, the Lin family is so rare and valuable to them.

"I don't want to say more about the Lin Mansion. I just want to resolve this matter and protect Xuan'er." Song Jingran didn't want to explain the misunderstanding that year. After all, the Lin Mansion's experience has a direct relationship with him and Gao Jin.

"Hmph, I sent someone to a dead end ten years ago, and I wanted to protect him ten years later. Aren't you ashamed?" Yan Yongan looked at Song Jingran with a sarcastic look. He just wanted to anger Song Jingran, and he wanted to know that Song Jingran faced everything correctly.

"You..." Song Jingran realized something was wrong as soon as he spoke; with a glance, he saw Shuang Muzi standing not far away.

"Xuan'er..." Song Jingran glanced at Shuang Muzi's eyes, and thought that she had heard what had just happened. Shuang Muzi wanted to thank Song Jingran for helping Cui'er in the evening. When she walked to the backyard and heard the sound, she came to look around. Unexpectedly, she heard the conversation between Song Jingran and Yan Yong'an, and her mind was blank. At this moment, she was powerless to face it, and she just wanted to escape.

"You'd better bless her." Song Jingran glared at Yan Yongan, left words, and chased Shuangmuzi.

Yan Yongan also felt guilty, how could he have thought that she would be here?

Shuang Muzi ran without direction, and saw a gate and snatching it out. Before the doorman could react, he saw a white shadow flashing, followed by a black shadow flashing.

Shuangmuzi went south and came to the Lin Mansion without realizing it. Looking at the unbearable Lin Mansion, Shuangmuzi felt even more heartbroken, and tears like rain blurred her eyes. Song Jingran's footsteps were getting closer and closer, and she knew that she could not escape Song Jingran's footsteps. She had an idea and thought of the small door of the Lin Mansion. Before Song Jingran arrived, Shuangmuzi hid over and went to the small door.

The small door was already shaking due to the rain and accumulated over the years. Shuang Muzi smashed the door panel hard and crawled into it; she just hid in a corner and vented her ruthlessly; she couldn't accept such a cruel fact;

One is the person she loves, the other is the person who loves her. It is such two people who push her into the abyss that will never be restored. Why did fate treat her like this? She once had a innocent and simple heart and wanted to stay with her beloved. However, with everything changing, she held a grateful heart. She was glad that she could live. She thanked fate and let them meet again. She was grateful to God and gave her children. She even decided that Song Jingran was the one she deserved to be grateful for, but the truth was often the cruelest.

Song Jingran was looking for Shuang Muzi all the way, but there was no chance in the empty streets; just as he was about to leave, the familiar Lin Mansion gate appeared in sight; Shuang Muzi suddenly disappeared, would he enter the Lin Mansion? Song Jingran slowly approached with a glimmer of hope, jumped up, and appeared in the Lin Mansion;

Song Jingran shuttled through every corner of the Lin Mansion; Shuang Muzi relieved her emotions and walked in every familiar place. Suddenly a white shadow flashed by, and Shuang Muzi became alert instinctively.

Song Jingran was obviously wearing black, so how could there be white shadows? Suddenly, he remembered that someone had once rumored to be haunted by the Lin Mansion. Shuang Muzi became even more frightened. Looking at the darkness around him, could it be that he had cried for too long and his eyes were blurred. Shuang Muzi felt relaxed a lot as he thought so, and suddenly the white shadow flashed by again.

"Ah..." Shuang Muzi would no longer doubt her eyes. The white shadow was clearly a human form, and she turned around and ran back.

Song Jingran rushed over when she heard the sound, and saw Shuang Muzi running with her head in her arms.

Shuang Muzi hugged her head, suddenly hit a hard object, waving her hands around, and kept shouting, "Ah... go away... don't touch me... don't touch me..."

"Xuan'er, it's me..." Song Jingran grabbed Shuang Muzi's shoulders and controlled her emotions.

"Brother Ran..." Shuang Muzi saw that it was Song Jingran, and threw herself into Song Jingran's arms.

Song Jingran looked at Shuang Muzi, who was so panicked, felt a little distressed. He reached out to hold Shuang Muzi, gently patted her back, and comforted her.

Shuang Muzi relieved for a moment and moved out of Song Jingran's arms; his heart had not yet walked out of the fear just now.

"I'll take you back." Seeing that Shuangmuzi had calmed down a lot, Song Jingran didn't say much to comfort her, so she would send her back first.

"No...I..." Shuang Muzi didn't know if he should tell Song Jingran what he saw, would he believe it?

"If you have something to do, let's talk about it later." Song Jingran thought that Shuang Muzi was still refusing to go back with him because of what he heard.

"No...I see a ghost." Shuang Muzi pulled Song Jingran away and looked at him in panic.

"Don't listen to nonsense. The Lin family is haunted. It's the rumors I sent to spread on purpose. It doesn't exist." Song Jingran took care of Shuang Muzi's messy hair like he loved his children.

"No, I really saw it, really!" Shuang Muzi looked at Song Jingran with a serious look. She also knew that Song Jingran could hardly believe it. Even she herself had some doubts. There were really ghosts and gods in the world.

"Okay, I will send someone to investigate, let's leave this first." Song Jingran didn't believe what Shuang Muzi said at all, but seeing that Shuang Muzi was so serious, he thought about leaving first.

Shuang Muzi nodded and looked at the dark yard behind him.

"Let's go." Song Jingran supported Shuang Muzi. Today, he seemed to be a little uncommon to her.

Shuangmuzi was still thinking about the white shadow, but did not pay attention to Song Jingran's abnormality, and allowed Song Jingran to support him. When he returned to the mansion, it was already late at night. In order to avoid being confused, Song Jingran sent Shuangmuzi to the west courtyard from the back door; he saw that the dark soul was still waiting in the house.

"Xuan'er..." When Dark Hun heard that there was movement in the yard, he knew that Shuang Muzi had returned, but why was it so late? Dark Hun thought about it and went out. Shuang Muzi looked dull and looked tired.

"She was frightened, take good care of her." Song Jingran handed Shuangmuzi to Darkhun; looked at Shuangmuzi, and turned around and left.

Dark Soul then helped Shuang Muzi into the house.

Shuang Muzi didn't know whether she was scared or pretended to be like this, but she didn't say a word, and her expression seemed even more dull.

Seeing this, Dark Soul gently pulled out of Shuang Muzi's clothes, went to bed to rest, and he was with him.
Chapter completed!