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In the middle of the night, Song Ci was awakened by a noise.

The vernal equinox took off the ground-falling gauze lampshade, turned on the lamp, and took water to serve Song Ci and drank it moistened her voice.

"What's wrong? When is it now? Why are there some trouble outside?"

Madam Gong stood beside her, holding a big dress and said, "It's something happened to Youranyuan."

Song Ci paused: "What?"

"Aunt Bai was stabbed."

Song Ci widened her eyes: "I heard it right, why did she get stabbed? Who made the move?"

"It was the Shuanglu next to Aunt Bai. Jiang Fulai found Shuanglu and when he was taking someone to get the girl, the girl was anxious and jumped over the wall. Aunt Bai was held hostage by her and was stabbed here." Madam Gong pointed to the abdomen.

Song Ci smiled angrily: "What did Jiang Fulai do? Can you still hurt someone by taking a girl?"

Madam Gong said, "Because it was the next night and the inner courtyard, the one who went to get the people was the several sectarian mothers from the imperial court in the mansion."

Song Ci automatically silenced.

The families in the middle of the capital have their own rules. If there are punishments, they will be punished for punishment for disciples or servants in their families, and the Song family is no exception.

Song Ci, the Song family's punishment hall, had never seen it, but he knew that it was supported by several trained punishment mothers and supervisors, and specialized in interrogating spies and spies.

And I asked Mrs. Yan to go, to avoid suspicion, and men and women should be on guard against each other.

"Those mothers can't hold a girl?"

"Shuanglu was next to Aunt Bai at that time."

Song Ci frowned and said, "What do you say about Jiang Fulai?"

Madam Gong said, "Jiang Fulai is outside the courtyard. Can the Grandma want to see you?"

If you see me, you must see me. Song Ci must know what inside information is.

"Let him report it. I, an old woman, have nothing to avoid suspicion, and serve me in dressing."

Madam Gong nodded to the vernal equinox and walked out.

Song Ci walked out of the main hall and sat down, Jiang Fulai followed Madam Gong into the door. When he entered the door, he knelt down and kowtowed to give a big gift.

"You are not young anymore, so you don't have to kneel down and kneel down, get up and reply."

Jiang Fulai said respectfully: "It disturbed the Madam's sleeping, because it was because the servant was unfavorable to do things."

"I won't say anything about it anymore, what's going on?"

"The slave found the frost and dew around Aunt Bai. From how she left the house, how she got the clothes and dirt of patients with acne disease, and then dyed the clothes and…"

Song Ci interrupted him: "Slow down, are you sure it was made by Frost Dew?"

"She left the house a few days ago, and the concierge had records and witnesses."

Song Ci frowned: "What's the reason for her move?"

"It is to take revenge on Aunt Bai." Jiang Fulai said: "After Aunt Shen entered the mansion, Aunt Bai's heart was not inconsistent, and she beat and scolded Shuanglu often. Shuanglu held a grudge, so she wanted to assassinate the fifth young master. The fourth young master suffered a disaster."

"Only?" Song Ci grabbed the words.

Jiang Fulai was silent for a while: "Shuanglu is probably the fine work that the remnants of Xia family have put in our mansion."

Song Ci coughed, no, the current detailed work is a buy one free one, why are there any remaining detailed work everywhere?

"Where is Frost Dew, could it be killed?"

Jiang Fulai nodded: "After stabbing Aunt Bai, she bit her tongue and committed suicide."

Song Ci slammed his high five: "That's right. It's right to have no evidence to die. Should I take it as a separate approach? How long did you take it? You said that you have been checking so smoothly? Does someone have prepared a link of evidence in advance? Now that this person is gone, he is just dead without evidence. Does it look like he is dead and dies to survive?"

Jiang Fulai was stunned.

?          ? That’s not that I can’t stand the criticism of my heart, but that I really feel that power and other things are my weaknesses. For example, I have been polishing this chapter for three hours, and I have written it and deleted it, and I feel that it’s wrong everywhere, but the logic is wrong. Anyway, I’m bald and I’ve been bald by the remaining hairs on my head.

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Oh, children don’t have to worry, although Zha Mo has never abandoned the eunuch!

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