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Murong An is not stupid, he can hear the meaning of his mother's words as soon as he hears it.

"Could it be that the doll is ......"

Murong An was slightly surprised, the puppet ......

It's the handiwork of the mother?!

From Concubine Wan's face alone, Murong An was convinced.

The doll is really the handiwork of the mother!

And what surprised Murong An was not only the puppet, but also a problem!

"How did the concubine place the doll in my aunt's house?"

Murong An thought about it and asked.

"An'er, that puppet is not the one where the palace placed the eldest princess's mansion!"

Wan Guifei almost didn't think about it, so she retorted.

The dolls were indeed made by her.

But it was not her act to frame the eldest princess An Le!

Murong An couldn't help frowning, "Not the mother concubine?" Who is that? ”

Murong An vaguely felt that this matter was not so simple...

The water behind this seems to be very deep and muddy!

"I don't know who did it!" After all, it was a bad thing, and it involved the head of the eldest princess An Le, Wan Guifei was still a little weak-hearted, "That puppet, this palace is placed in Concubine Rong's palace, and this palace doesn't know, why did you run to the eldest princess's mansion?" ”

"Concubine Rong?" Hearing this, Murong An probably understood.

The mother wanted to borrow the doll to design Concubine Rong's mother, but unexpectedly, the doll would appear in the aunt's house!

"Although there are only a few stitches of snow silk thread, the palace will not panic, and it will not easily affect the palace, but be careful to sail the boat for ten thousand years, the snow silk thread, the emperor not only rewarded the palace, but also the eldest princess, so ......"

Concubine Wan paused slightly, her expression became fierce, and her tone was cold, "If An'er can't destroy the snow thread on the puppet, then the eldest princess will have to bear this matter!" Even if it is traced, Hongu does not know anything. ”

Wan Guifei smiled proudly after speaking.

When I first heard the news, I did panic.

But after thinking about it, the snow silk thread was also found by the eldest princess An Le, and the puppet was searched from the eldest princess's mansion.

No one can doubt her.

On the contrary, the evidence is in her favor!

Looking at Concubine Wan's smiling face, Murong An knew it, and muttered for a while before he spoke, "Erchen understands, don't worry, concubine." ”

……

At the same time, Shuoyang brought Fu Hong to the Criminal Department.

Fortunately, Shuoyang still has the name of 'princess', and the officials of the Criminal Department are not too embarrassed by her, plus Fu Hong is an important minister of the imperial court, so he and Shuoyang entered the Criminal Department quite smoothly.

However, Fu Hong didn't quite understand why Shuoyang brought him here?

"Princess... The princess brought me to the Ministry of Punishment because she wanted to ......"

Fu Hong looked at Shuo Yang thoughtfully.

He thought that Shuoyang had brought him to see Princess Anle?

But didn't Ya'er say that she would tell him the truth?

Why did Princess Shuoyang come to him again?

And Princess Shuoyang also sold a pass, saying that she came to the criminal department with her, and the truth could be revealed!

Therefore, Fu Hongcai followed Shuoyang to the Criminal Department.

It's just that along the way, Shuo Yang didn't say a word, and the eldest princess was detained in the Criminal Department, and he still thought it was ...... Shuo Yang thought about the sisterhood with the eldest princess, so he asked him to come to see the eldest princess?

As everyone knows, Fu Hong's idea this time is very wrong...

"Fu Hong, do you think I'm a person who understands righteousness? Or, in your eyes, am I a person who repays grievances with virtue? ”

Shuoyang suddenly asked some clueless words.

Fu Hong, who listened to it, didn't know why for a while!

Obviously, Fu Hong didn't understand what Shuoyang meant by asking these at this time?