Xiao Kezhong went out first, and several others followed him. Xiao Kexiao looked back at Xuanbao and saw her sitting on the edge of the bed accompanying Princess Rouping, so he didn't say anything more and went out first.
The crowded room suddenly emptied out, and apart from the little maid serving in the bedroom, the only ones left in the bedroom were Princess Rouping, Xiao Mingzhu, and Xuanbao's mother and daughter.
"Mom, do you feel uncomfortable somewhere?" Xiao Mingzhu asked diligently.
Princess Rouping was about to say that it was okay, but Xuanbao said first, "Sister, my mother looks very uncomfortable. Please don't say any more."
After finishing speaking, Xuan Bao slid down from the edge of the bed: "Mother, can I get you a glass of water?"
"Okay." Princess Rouping agreed casually.
Looking at Xiao Mingzhu who was tiptoeing and stretching out her hands to tuck herself into bed, Princess Rouping actually felt that even if she had a problem with Xuan Bao, she would not harm herself.
However, the scene she witnessed with her own eyes was too frightening, so Princess Rouping still obeyed her second son Xiao Kexiao and chose to believe in Xuan Bao.
Xuan Bao saw that Princess Rouping's lips were a little dry, so the little doll had no other thoughts and wanted to bring her a glass of water.
Suddenly, I felt that the two ghosts in the space were extremely excited and clamored to come out, but the experienced master took action to suppress them.
Turning around suddenly, Xuan Bao calmly walked over and handed over the cup. Princess Rouping stood up and half-leaned to take the cup and slowly drank the water.
The little baby threw himself on the bed intentionally or unintentionally, the corner of the quilt was turned up, and Xuan Bao was playing around on the bed as if playing.
Xiao Mingzhu stretched out her hand to grab Xuan Bao: "Come down here. Mother is not feeling well. Go play somewhere else."
"I don't, I don't." Xuan Bao was just a willful little baby at this moment.
Originally hidden here, Xuan Bao's eyes suddenly brightened up. She lay down on the bed and took a breath, and then her eyes flashed again.
The familiar talisman is another soul-calling talisman. It is also made of yellow silk and satin, and it is also made of cinnabar mixed with painstaking efforts.
The soul-calling talisman that suddenly appeared on Princess Rouping's bed was exactly the same as the one sewn into Xiao Kexiao's hairband.
Xuan Bao couldn't help but snorted, and the little doll glared at Xiao Mingzhu without concealing it.
"Mother." Xiao Mingzhu squeezed to Princess Rouping and lowered her head as if she was frightened by Xuan Bao's glance, "I didn't provoke Xuan Bao."
Looking at Xiao Mingzhu, who had always been sunny, she completely lost her look and looked pitiful in an instant. Princess Rouping couldn't help raising her hand and gently caressing her head: "Mother is here, you didn't provoke her."
Xuan Bao coughed a few times, and Princess Rouping immediately realized that her patient had exposed her flaws. She quickly covered up her weakness and said: "Mingzhu, you are my sister, don't argue with her."
This soul-summoning talisman must have been taken out by Xiao Mingzhu and stuffed on the bed just now. Xuan Bao was sure of it, but she couldn't argue or refute it without catching her on the spot. Besides, how could she hide the talisman on her body?
For the first time, Xuan Bao felt that Xiao Mingzhu was not simple. Even if she was not a member of the Xuanmen, she at least had a close relationship with the Xuanmen or had some kind of magic weapon.
I originally wanted to put the soul-summoning talisman into the space to prevent the ghosts from attracting my mother and her son, but I was afraid of disturbing Xiao Mingzhu, so Xuan Bao was in a dilemma for a while.
At this moment, there was a commotion outside, and Grandma Ying came in to report that the Fifth Young Master had invited Taoist Priest Chong Ling from Qingyun Pavilion.
"It's not evil energy, it's ghost energy." A voice full of anger came from outside the courtyard.
It seemed that this old man was somewhat capable. Xuan Bao glanced at the soul-summoning talisman in the corner. At this moment, the ghosts in the mansion must be rushing towards Qinse Courtyard when they feel the summoning talisman. They should all be hiding in the dark and watching.
Xiao Mingzhu couldn't sit still when she heard what Taoist Chong Ling said, so she went out in a hurry.
"Mother, look at this." Xuan Bao was turned over and spread on the bed, revealing the soul-summoning talisman in the corner.
"What is this?" Princess Rouping's heart trembled when she saw it. Based on her intuition, it was definitely not a good thing.
"The soul-calling talisman is also commonly known as the talisman to attract ghosts."
Princess Rouping's expression changed drastically, and she heard Xuan Bao continue to say: "The second brother is weak because of this. I found two such talismans in his hairband before."
Clenching her fists, Princess Rouping's face looked as ugly as possible. Although she had many children, each of them was her darling. As a mother, the most intolerable thing for her was for someone to take action against her children.
"Who?" Princess Rouping took a deep breath and asked.
Xuan Bao did not answer but asked: "Who made my mother's bed?"
"My bed has always been made by Grandma Ying herself."
"Mother, do you believe Aunt Ying?"
Princess Rouping said without the slightest hesitation: "Of course I believe it."
"I also believe in Aunt Ying." Xuan Bao smiled slightly, "If she wanted to harm you or be disadvantageous to you, she wouldn't have stayed by your side for decades."
Princess Rouping nodded and said, "Yes, the one I trust most is Aunt Ying."
"Does Mom know how often Aunt Ying makes the bed?"
After being stunned for a moment, Princess Rouping replied: "Once a day."
"That means that Grandma Ying didn't find this soul-summoning talisman when she was sorting it out yesterday." Xuan Bao looked directly at Princess Rouping, "Mother, apart from you and Grandma Ying, the only ones who have touched the bed today are me and
Xiao Mingzhu."
"You, you are Mingzhu." Princess Rouping was silent for a while before struggling to squeeze out these words from her mouth.
Xuan Bao shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile: "I have no evidence, but now it seems it's either her or me."
Yes, that's the truth. In fact, Xuan Bao could have better words and explanations, but if she suddenly wants to be willful, it depends on who her mother believes.
"I believe you." Princess Rouping felt sad when she said the three words, but there was still a trace of doubt in her eyes.
"Mother, just trust me." Xuan Bao heard footsteps as he spoke.
"Taoist Master, please." Fang Rongru said with respect in her tone.
But when she lowered her head, Fang Rongru's eyes flashed with contempt. Taoist priest Chong Ling was just a magic stick. He was obviously evil, but he was talking about evil spirits. She was too lazy to listen and just said it casually.
The elder brothers all looked solemn after listening to Taoist Chong Ling's words. Talking about ghosts and gods always made people panic. He said that the cause of Princess Rouping's illness needs to be carefully examined to determine.
Xuanbao sat on the edge of the bed and blinked his big eyes, his gaze falling on the white-bearded old man beside Fang Rongru.
"What the hell?" The veteran Taoist master in the space puffed his beard and glared, "This guy dares to come out and mess around with his little Taoism."
"Old Taoist master, hello, kid, the old Taoist priest looks to be sixty or seventy years old." Xuan Bao communicated with his consciousness.
"My master is at least Qian'er eight hundred years old. He has lived so long that he doesn't even remember his age. Isn't he just a boy in his sixties or seventies?" The old Taoist master said with arrogance in his tone, "This boy has the qualities of a disciple of our Xuantian Clan.
Aura, I guess it is the disciple of one of your incompetent senior brothers who is in who knows which generation."
