"Zhou'er?" Old Lady Mu glanced at Master Mu and then said, "Zhou'er is fine. He's sleeping upstairs right now!"

Obviously, Fourth Miss Mu didn't believe what Old Madam Mu said. She shook her head repeatedly: "No, it's impossible! If Zhou'er is fine, then why would Ling'er be...?"

"What happened to Ling'er? Tell me now!"

Old Madam Mu urged Fourth Miss Mu, and Master Mu nodded in agreement: "Yes, Fourth Sister, if you don't tell us, how are we going to save Ling'er?"

Fourth Miss Mu was truly crying out loud now: "Mother, brother... Ling'er, he... he's fainted again. It seems to be even worse than the last time. No matter how I called him, he wouldn't wake up. I don't know what happened."

"Is it... true ignorance? Or... pretending not to know?"

Master Mu kept asking, "Fourth sister, now that things have come to this, are you still unwilling to tell the truth?"

"me……"

Miss Mu opened her mouth several times, but was still a little hesitant. The key point was that she didn't know where to start.

"How about I start the conversation?"

Jiang Fugui appeared at the door of the main house at the right time and said to the elders in the main house with a smile.

And behind her, followed Mu Ning.

After the two of them entered the main house together, Jiang Fugui stood next to Miss Mu Si. After seeing Old Madam Mu quietly nod in agreement to her, she turned around and looked at the person next to her.

"Aunt Mu Si, have you ever encountered anything strange in the past?"

"Strange things?" Miss Mu wiped the tears from her face and asked Jiang Fugui with a puzzled look, "What kind of things are considered strange?"

Jiang Fugui thought for a moment, half lowered her head, and glanced at the ghost doll sitting beside her legs.

However, the ghost doll was too guilty to dare to look up, and Jiang Fugui couldn't see his expression at the moment.

After a pause, Jiang Fugui raised his head and asked tentatively, "Aunt Mu, before you gave birth... well, before you became pregnant, did you encounter any children?"

"child?"

Fourth Miss Mu repeated it, her doubts growing even more intense. "But what's so strange about meeting a child? There are so many young people in the mansion, so there are naturally a lot of children. If we talk about those outside the mansion, wouldn't there be even more?"

Hearing this, the ghost doll beside Jiang Fugui's legs shook its little body, feeling a little aggrieved.

"So, is there any child who impressed you?"

The elders in the main house also found it strange. They were clearly talking about Mu Qingzhou and Mu Twelve, so why did they bring up other children?

"Aunt Mu Si, is there any?"

"If I have to name one," Fourth Miss Mu recalled carefully and said seriously, "There really was a child who was quite special."

Jiang Fugui nodded: "How is it special?"

"It's mainly because of his miserable life experience, so I have some impression of him. Now when I think about it occasionally, I still feel a little regretful."

Miss Mu Si's face was filled with sadness and regret. "Back then, I met a little boy, a little smaller than Ling'er is now. He was so thin that only a thin layer of skin remained, and you could vaguely see the bones underneath."

Jiang Fugui helped Fourth Miss Mu sit aside and listened as she continued to tell her story. "The day we first met, I happened to be there, and he tricked me out of a piece of silver... When I realized something was wrong and went back to find him, he had been beaten because he hadn't gotten enough. He was covered in bruises and bleeding from several places."

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