After seeing this scene clearly, the servants of the patrol mansion couldn't stand the stimulation, and fled in all directions, yelling.

Because of the noise of the inspector's servants, some people who had fallen asleep and were light sleepers, but they were on duty at night, were all woken up.

When everyone heard the will-o'-the-wisps, they immediately got excited, and then ran out to have a look.

Who knew, all the servants and maids in Aunt Zhao's yard screamed in shock, waking up everyone in the mansion.

"There are... there are ghosts... there are ghosts..."

I saw a pool of bright red blood on the ground in front of Aunt Zhao's compound.

The pool of bright red blood seemed to have just flowed from the person.

Not only that, but in the center of the blood, there was actually something like a afterbirth.

Seeing this, everyone thought of Liaozhi who died of miscarriage.

"This... There are blood marks here..."

Not only was there blood on the ground, but even his snow-white face was smeared with many blood marks.

The timid one rolled his eyes when he saw this scene, and simply passed out.

If you are bold, you will carefully look at those bloody handprints, and then panic in your heart.

Because the bloodstains on the wall are not handprints, but footprints.

The most peculiar thing is that the bloody footprint is so small, even the hand of a five-year-old child is bigger than it.

Such a small footprint immediately reminds people of a newborn baby.

Moreover, the small bloody footprints, row after row, seemed to be stuck to the wall, going up.

Ordinary people, how can they use the wall as the ground to walk like this.

Then, the only thing that can do it is the ghost.

And it's still a little ghost like a baby!

One of the most serious disturbances in the Prime Minister's Mansion right now is knowing.

Don't you know that a child just happened to be lost?

"It is comprehension, today, today is the first seven of comprehension."

I don't know who said that.

"Presumptuous, what time is it now!"

Xia Boran, who was sleeping in Aunt Zhao's room, did not do anything to Aunt Zhao tonight.

Now he is sleeping with Aunt Zhao.

In order to perform well in front of Princess Chuyun and Ning Zhen, it is natural not to be close to women.

Who knew, because of those horrible things, after finally falling asleep, she was woken up by the screams of the servants.

Xia Boran's complexion was naturally not good, it was so dark that it frightened everyone to death.

He ordered the boy to go and see what happened, and the answer he got was that the Xiangfu was haunted by ghosts.

absurd!

The son does not talk strangely and forcefully.

How could there be ghosts in Xiangfu!

It's not how much Xia Boran despised the theory of ghosts and gods.

Xia Boran is only sure about one thing, the women in the palace, there are countless things that hurt people's lives and fall into their heirs.

If anything, ghosts and gods will be attracted.

Then, how can the imperial palace be resplendent and resplendent every day, and become a nest of blessings in the eyes of everyone, a place of golden mountains and silver seas.

If there are ghosts, it must be in the palace first.

However, in this case, it is generally not haunted, but troubled by people!

There is no way, the situation outside seems a bit chaotic and out of control.

As the head of the prime minister's mansion, Xia Boran had no choice but to get up and stabilize the situation.

"Master, Mr. Xiang, there are bloody footprints of children, look, there is so much blood..."

The boy on duty for Xia Boran tonight kept swallowing his saliva dryly, pointing at the bloody scar.

"Today, tonight is the first seven days of understanding..."

Although the boy hadn't finished his words, his meaning was already obvious.

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