"What?!"

Looking at the black steel needles in Lu Chen's hand, everyone couldn't help but look at each other, shocked and suspicious.

They just saw clearly that the steel needle was indeed pulled out of the horse's head, and there was still blood on it.

It can be seen from this that someone has indeed tampered with it.

"No way? Is this guy's words true?"

After a brief shock, many people looked at Murong Gaochao and were about to listen to the explanation.

"The evidence is conclusive now, what else do you have to say?"

Lu Chen bounced his finger and bounced the steel needle at Murong Gaochao's feet.

"What do you mean? Are you doubting me?"

Murong Gaochao frowned slightly and said righteously: "Although I don't know who caused it, I can swear that I will never do anything to hurt Xue'er!"

"Pret, keep fitting."

Lu Chen said indifferently: "Your sister admitted it just now. Only you touched Zhuifeng, who else could there be if you weren't you?"

"I have touched Zhuifeng, but it doesn't mean that this needle is mine."

Murong Gaochao said righteously: "Maybe someone had already tampered with it before we came."

"That's right! Murong Xue has so many enemies, she is often kidnapped and assassinated. It's not surprising that someone is tampering with her right away!" Murong Yue echoed.

"Hei is also you, white is also you, you have to say everything you say." Lu Chen sneered.

"Xue'er, you know me best. Do you think I'm the kind of person who will harm you?" Murong Gaochao looked serious and turned his eyes to the other side.

"Of course not. Brother Gao Chao has always loved me, so how could he harm me? This matter must be a misunderstanding." Murong Xue shook her head repeatedly.

Her cousin has always been gentle and kind, and has never done anything that harms the world. Naturally, she is not a bad person.

"Did you hear it? Xueer and I have a deep affection. How could you point fingers here?" Murong Gaochao said coldly.

"Xue'er, you must be careful in the future, you must be careful." Lu Chen reminded.

He didn't expect to use a needle to convict Murong Gaochao, but as long as Murong Xue was vigilant, that would be enough.

"Xue'er! This person has bad intentions and deliberately provokes discord. It's better not to make friends like this!" Murong Gaochao competed against each other.

"Okay, okay, you all say less. It was just an accident just now. Don't hurt your kindness because of this." Murong Xue tried to smooth things over.

One is her cousin and the other is her savior.

She was stuck between the two of them, and she was really embarrassed.

"For Xueer's sake, I won't care about you, but if you dare to talk nonsense again in the future, don't blame me for being rude to you!" Murong Gaochao threatened.

I was almost exposed and disguised, and I couldn't help but feel a little angry.

"Wait... I was tampered with someone just now, so this game should be invalid and Xueer can't be considered a loss." Liu Yannan suddenly said.

"That's right! According to normal circumstances, the chance of winning by chasing the wind is greater." Chu Jie and others agreed.

"Hmph! There are always all kinds of accidents in horse racing. If you lose, you lose. Where can you talk so much nonsense?" Murong Yue curled her lips disdainfully.

"Yue'er, forget it, we are all family members. We should be more important in harmony. Return Zhuifeng to Xue'er." Murong Gaochao spoke at the right time.

"Why?"

Murong Yue turned his head and said with confidence: "I am willing to accept the loss of the bet. I won the chasing Feng back with my ability. Why should I return it to her?"

Zhuifeng, the good horse, had been jealous for a long time, and finally got it, so she naturally couldn't bear to send it back.

"Yue'er, be obedient, return Zhuifeng to Xue'er. I'll give you another good horse in two days." Murong Gaochao comforted.

"I don't want anything, I'm going to chase the wind!"

Murong Yue has a stubborn temper and doesn't let go at all: "Murrong Xue, you are such a big person, can you still regret it?"

"I......"
Chapter completed!