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Zong Zheng Shaoqing's words were cold, and his words were loud and clear, and he could not be ignored.

Baili Guyan's heart is dark. After a few days, the former Zongzheng Shaoqing seems to have returned.

Shangguan Yun has nothing to say, so he can only admit it!

He raised his head and looked at all the people in the room, and his heart was full of mixed feelings! It seems that today, there must be one person in the prime minister's mansion who is going out sideways-

The eldest lady's face turned pale, her body was unstable, and she almost fell.

The smile on the corner of the third lady's mother and daughter's mouth, as well as the indifference on Baili Guyan's face, seemed to hint at her future fate.

Shangguan Jingmei hurriedly held her up, and called in a low voice: "Mother, be careful-"

Shangguan Jingmei gave the eldest lady a look, pulled her to the side, leaned into her ear and whispered: "Don't worry, mother, grandma is not dead now, if she is really caught, it will be taken back by the government to play dozens of boards, and then you will stuff some money to the government, and we will not leave any traces on our bodies——"

The eldest lady felt that there was some truth in this, and a hanging heart settled down a little.

Zong Zheng Shaoqing sat on the main seat and waited, and Kyoto Prefecture Yin stood beside him. The room immediately fell silent, as cold as stagnant water, just waiting for a result!

After a while, the family members sent to search the Peony Garden hurriedly came back and knelt down in front of Shangguan Yun and Zongzheng Shaoqing.

Shangguan Yun asked anxiously, "How is it?" ”

Jia Ding shook his head, "I didn't find any tea. ”

When the eldest lady and Shangguan Jingmei heard this, they both breathed a sigh of relief.

"But......" Jia Ding suddenly raised his head, took out a doll from behind him, and presented it to Zong Zheng Shaoqing, "My subordinates searched this under the pillow of the eldest lady——"

Zong Zheng Shaoqing took the doll, flipped it over, stared at the row of words behind the doll, and read it out loud: "Three quarters on the seventh day of the fourth month of the fourth month of the Renshen year......

"This, isn't this the old lady's birthday?!" The red girl who was guarding the old lady's side screamed!

Honggu hurriedly stepped forward and snatched the doll.

I saw that the doll was wearing the gray and black jacket that the old lady liked to wear on weekdays, and the name of the old lady was written in the center of the doll's chest, and the old lady's birthday was written on the back. The doll was covered with silver needles, especially the seven orifices, which were pierced hard and deeply. If the doll has life, the owner of the doll is eager to stab it to death!

"It's witchcraft! It's a witchcraft of witchcraft—" Honggu believed in ghosts and gods, and knelt down towards Shangguan Yun, "Daddy, someone is trying to use witchcraft to murder the old lady!" Hurry up and save the old lady—

The eldest lady's face was like ashes, her eyes were empty, and she just shook her head desperately.

There is no one here who does not know that the Great Yasukuni strictly prohibits witchcraft! From concubines and queens to civilian slaves, if anyone touches the magic of witchcraft and is found out, there is only one end, and that is - death!

"It turns out that grandma didn't have a nosebleed because she drank Chen tea, but because she was pierced seven holes......" Baili Guyan covered her lips in horror.

"It's not! Not me! The eldest lady kept shaking her head, and her mouth was hesitant, trying to argue.

Baili Guyan wouldn't give her a chance, glared at her fiercely, and asked rhetorically: "Auntie, this witch doll was searched from the Peony Garden, and the only people in the Peony Garden who know grandma's birthday are you and the eldest sister, do you mean that this witch Gu doll was made by the eldest sister?!" ”

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