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Chapter 133 There must have been something fishy back then

To ordinary people, Xuan Bao was talking to herself, but both Dong Xue and Xia Yu knew that she was indeed talking to Lao Zhou.

Without Xuan Bao's instructions, Xia Yu moved away the small round stool where Qiu Yu was sitting just now, and Dong Xue pushed Zhang Taishi's chair over.

"You two maids have trained you well." Although he knew that the two little maids could not see him, Lao Zhou still bowed his hands to them and thanked them before taking his seat.

"Hey, you are becoming more and more popular, and your etiquette is quite thoughtful." Xuan Bao finished his joke and spoke for Lao Zhou, "He saluted you and thanked you."

"You don't have to be polite." Dong Xue and Xia Yu said in unison and stepped aside.

Lao Zhou sat down on the Taishi chair, that is, he assumed a sitting posture, but he was still floating an inch or two away from the cushion of the chair.

"How can I be popular? At most, I am becoming more and more ghostly."

"You already know how to joke with me. This is great. Don't keep a cold face all day long. If you are in a good mood, you may be in a bad mood one day, so why bother yourself?"

"Miss Qi, why do I feel that you are secretly scolding me again?"

"No." Xuan Bao said righteously, "I'm not scolding, I'm teaching."

"Ha ha--!"

Xuan Bao looked at Lao Zhou: "You must have improved a lot in your cultivation during this period. When the second wife leaves and calms down, I will use the merit beads to help you advance to become a ghost."

"Then thank you in advance, Miss Seven." Lao Zhou exuded an aura of peace, "But I'm afraid the second wife won't leave so willingly."

"I know, it would be weird if they didn't make a fuss." Xuan Bao changed the topic, "Old Zhou, I want to ask about Xiao Youduo."

"That young man from the second room." Lao Zhou was a little surprised, "Why are you asking him?"

Xuan Bao frowned slightly: "I just feel that getting along with him is quite harmonious. I want to get close to him from the bottom of my heart. It feels very weird."

"Miss Seventh, old Zhou Yi has been telling you a few words. The eldest and the second are incompatible with each other. You are the one who is at odds with each other. You want to get close to him from the bottom of your heart. What does this mean?"

"Lao Zhou, don't talk about you. I can't even figure it out myself. Anyway, I just feel that way."

"You have been wandering around the house for so many years. Is Xiao Youduo really the eldest son of the second wife?"

"Yes, Old Zhou, I watched the children in the house grow up. Xiao Youduo is indeed the eldest son of the second wife." Old Zhou's eyes flashed with confusion, "What on earth is the seventh lady suspecting?"

"I do have suspicions in my heart, but I can't say what I suspect specifically." Xuan Bao said honestly.

"This kid wasn't very good when he was a kid, but when he grows up, he's actually quite good. He's much better than that guy Xiao Youfeng."

Xuan Bao's eyes flashed and he continued to ask: "Do you know that Xiao Youduo hurt his head when he was seven years old?"

"I know." Lao Zhou said immediately without thinking, "There was a lot of chaos in the house at that time. He hit his head and fell into a coma. Your eldest brother Xiao Kezhong fell into the water and fell into a coma."

"What happened then?"

"I wasn't there either. I heard that two young men got into an argument at the lakeside and pushed each other. One was pushed into the lake, and the other was pushed down and hit a tree trunk by the lakeside. As a result, both of them were unconscious."

Lao Zhou remembered it very clearly, because the incident was quite a big deal at the time, and Fang Rongru and Princess Rouping almost fell out. Fortunately, brothers Xiao Yuan and Xiao Liao persuaded them rationally.

"Later, they all recovered and the matter passed." Xuan Bao guessed.

"Yes, after all, it was just children playing around. Besides, they are blood cousins. But those two boys also had bad tempers, and they basically stopped interacting with each other from then on." Lao Zhou asked casually, "

Why did Miss Seven ask about this?"

"Cousin Youduo said that after the collision, he forgot everything that happened before."

"So that's it." Lao Zhou obviously didn't know about this, "I haven't heard of it, and the second bedroom didn't mention it. Is there such a thing?"

Something was wrong, Xuan Bao felt more and more intense in his heart. According to the temperament of the second uncle and the second aunt, if cousin Youduo really lost his memory because of this, they would have to make a noise to everyone and use this to take advantage of the big house.

Or blackmail in exchange for benefits.

"Your eldest brother is lucky and has recovered as before." Lao Zhou muttered casually.

"Thank you, Mr. Lao. The house is not peaceful recently. Please take a look around and tell me if anything is wrong."

Lao Zhou stood up excitedly after hearing this: "Miss Qi is right, I will patrol around immediately."

"Sorry to trouble you." Xuan Bao got up and walked to the door to open it himself and send Lao Zhou out.

"County Lord, has Old Zhou left?" Xia Yu moved behind Xuan Bao and looked towards the door.

"Let's go." Xuan Bao turned around and came to the bed and climbed up.

Dongxue closed the door and came to Xuanbao with Xia Yu.

"It's quite late. It's time for the County Lord to go to bed."

"Okay, I'm sleepy too, you all go to bed." Xuan Bao motioned to Xia Yu to put down the bed curtain.

After closing the window and looking around, Dongxue picked out the wicks and signaled Xia Yu to go back to her room to rest, while she herself lay down on the couch outside to watch the night.

Xuan Bao waved his little hand, and a gust of wind blew out the lamp on the table, and the little doll immediately entered the space.

"Master Taoist, how is Cuihuan?"

"Fortunately, I was protected by your drop of blood. Although I was seriously injured, I didn't lose my soul."

"Miss Seventh." Cui Huan greeted Xuan Bao weakly as she lay on the ground unable to move.

Because Cui Huan was lying down, her clothes were all stuck to the ground, and her limbs were clearly empty, which made people feel pity for her.

"Are you okay?" Xuan Bao squatted down and asked with concern.

"Fortunately, thank you Miss Seven for the magic talisman."

"Who did you see when you went back?"

"Fang Rongru, the person who raised me is Fang Rongru." Cui Huan's voice couldn't help but rise, and she was obviously very excited.

Xuan Bao patted Cui Huan on the shoulder comfortingly: "Don't be in a hurry, speak slowly."

Cui Huan took a few deep breaths to calm down her emotions and then spoke eloquently. She drifted around the Marquis Mansion based on her feelings, and soon drifted into the Qimei Hall in the West Cross Courtyard. This place felt familiar to her subconsciously.

"You're back. Is that bitch Rouping dead?" Fang Rongru, who was sitting in the main seat in the hall, asked when she saw Cuihuan floating in.

"Can you see me?" Cui Huan asked doubtfully.

"Tell me, is that bitch dead?"

With a face full of vigilance, Cui Huan said: "I have practiced hard and finally waited until now. Naturally, I cannot let my enemies live in the world."

"good very good."

Before she finished speaking, Fang Rongru threw the object. Cuihuan felt bad, turned around and wanted to fly away, but unfortunately it was too late, she was imprisoned in the darkness again, it was that familiar feeling.

"Second Madam, is it you, the one who raised this ghost like me?" Cui Huan suddenly understood, "It's you, you are the real murderer of me."

Fang Rongru smiled proudly: "Haha, yes, I have never seen such a stupid ghost. Let me tell you, when Rouping was ill in bed, I moved you away from your mother because she was seriously ill."

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