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Sihan stood up from the ground and raised her head to look at Sir Zhuang with an icy expression. She clasped her hands and replied, "Sir, the corpse was examined by this commoner."

"What makes you think Xiu-Er had a baby two years ago?" Lord Zhuang looked at Sihan with cold eyes.

The First Lady was sitting aside, holding a cup of tea in her hand. She wanted to drink it. When she heard that Xiu-Er had given birth two years ago, her hands trembled and the cold tea nearly spilled onto her dress. She secretly glanced at the man sitting next to her, but he didn't notice her. She slammed the teacup onto the table, then reached out her hand to cover her forehead.

When the first wife heard the sound of the teacup being placed heavily on the table, he instinctively turned to look at the first wife, only to see the first wife leaning on the table with her face slightly flushed and a frown on her face. He looked at the first wife worriedly, "Shishi, what's wrong?"

"Lord Prime Minister, I don't know why but chenqie's head suddenly feels a little dizzy." Chenqie wishes to return to the Residence to rest. " The First Lady frowned, her expression extremely ugly.

"Alright, I will accompany you back to the manor." With that, the prime minister took the first wife and helped her up from her chair. The first wife leaned her head against his shoulder and prepared to leave the hall.

The First Wife and the Prime Minister's every movement was noticed by Nanhai, who was sitting behind the table. When he saw the prime minister preparing to leave the hall with the first wife, he secretly gave her a look, which was immediately understood by her. She walked up to the prime minister, stood in front of the first wife, clasped her hands and said respectfully, "Master, the first wife is a suspect in the murder of Xiu-Er. She can't leave here for now."

The prime minister turned his head and looked coldly at Nanhai, "Sir Patrol Officer, this prime minister's wife has a headache. I'm going to take her away from here." The voice was flat, but the tone was thick with displeasure.

Nanhai stood up from the chair and looked at Master Jing calmly, "Master, someone is incriminating the lady who killed Xiu-Er. She can't leave until the truth is revealed."

The first wife could not help but look at Nanhai in displeasure, and angrily questioned him, "Didn't you already capture the murderer? Why suspect me? "Xiu-Er is my personal maid and I am like a sister to her. I have no reason to kill her."

"The reason you killed Xiu-Er is that the young lord in the House of General was born by Xiu-Er!" Bing-Er stood up from the ground and pointed at the lady.

As soon as Bing-Er said it, everyone looked at her in surprise. This included the commoners who had come to the Shuntian to follow them on the streets.

The eldest lady's body stiffened, and she lifted her head from his shoulder, looking at Bing'er angrily, "The cotton is mine, you're right. Don't slander me, do you know how heavy the crime is?"

"Hmph, won't you know if it's your birth after checking if it's real or not?" Sihan, who was standing to the side, looked at the first wife and snorted coldly.

The first wife's face turned deathly white. She looked at Sihan angrily. How do you want to check? Do you think I can let you do whatever you want? "

Sihan smirked and looked at the first lady sarcastically, "I can check that Xiu-Er has given birth to a child, but I can also tell if you have." Don't even think about denying it. There are some facts that you can't deny just because you want to! " After finishing her sentence, she looked back at the eldest wife with an ice-cold expression.

"You!" The first wife pointed at Sihan. Her face was red with anger, and her eyes were filled with mist. "Master." She gently tugged at the sleeves of the Prime Minister who was standing beside her. She felt extremely wronged as she looked at the Prime Minister who had been silent the entire time. The tears that had accumulated in her eyes were on the verge of falling down.

The prime minister turned to the first wife and gave her a comforting smile. He patted the back of her white hand and said gently, "Don't worry."

The first lady wiped the tears off her face and took a deep breath. She smiled at the prime minister and lowered her head to take a breath of relief. When she looked down, she glanced at Bing'er smugly.

Bing-Er glared at the lady angrily. Her small hands unconsciously clenched into fists. She was truly impressed by the eldest wife. She knew how to act, even more so than she did. She had clearly committed a crime and killed someone, yet she still pretended to be innocent and wronged. She really wanted to go up and tear off the First Madam's false face so that everyone could see her true face.

The prime minister turned around and solemnly looked at Sihan, his voice firm, "The cotton is indeed the son of this prime minister. This prime minister has already verified it. Besides, this prime minister was present at the scene when the doctor was working on the cotton brocade." So, there's no need for you to verify with the Madam anymore. "

"May I ask the first lady if you saw her giving birth to the cotton?" He looked at the Prime Minister with a thoughtful expression.

He didn't think that Sihan would ask him this. He coughed awkwardly and answered immediately, "Ben Huang, although I didn't see Shuzhen give birth to the cotton, there was only the first wife, the newly born cotton wool and the shocking amount of blood. The cotton didn't belong to a doctor, who else could it have been?"

"Xiu-Er. It was Xiu-Er who gave birth to the cotton brocade, not the First Lady. After Xiu-Er had given birth to the cotton, she dragged her tired body to the Full Moon Pavilion to find you. When you rushed to the house and saw the blood on the bed, you thought it was the first wife who gave birth to the cotton. " While she was talking, Bing-Er's eyes were fixed on the lady's body. She was secretly watching her every move. She wanted to see if the First Lady was really calm and at ease.

Sure enough, the first wife's face changed a bit, but it calmed down soon after. She looked at Bing'er with a calm face. She pointed at Bing-Er with a cold face and asked, "Don't talk nonsense and sully my reputation, can you bear the responsibility?"

Although the first lady's face only changed a little, Bing'er still saw it. She believed that the Jinmian must have been born of Xiu-Er.

After hearing what Bing-Er said, the prime minister frowned and turned around to look at the first wife standing next to him in confusion. The first wife looked up with a wronged expression and said, "Master." As she finished her sentence, tears of grievance slowly rolled down her face.

The Prime Minister looked at the eldest wife with a pained expression as he raised his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes. Originally, he had some doubts in his heart about his wife, but when he saw the tears in her eyes, he immediately rejected them, "No, I won't." If the child is Xiu-er's child, Shu-zhen will tell the original, Shu-zhen is simple and straightforward, and frank. This prime minister believes in Shuzhen, and she won't lie to me. " With that, the first minister gently embraced the first lady in his arms.