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Ye JinSu suddenly raised her head and saw the old lady leaning on her walking stick as she slowly said, ”There are words carved into Si Xiang's bell …”

Aunt Kong was overjoyed. ”Old lady, may I ask, what characters are carved into Master Si Xiang's bell?”

The old lady sat down again and looked at the bell in a daze. ”This bell was one that I went to the temple to beg for. The words' one hundred years of longevity 'are carved on it.”

As she spoke, the old lady was filled with grief. The old lady couldn't help but wipe her tears when she was brought to grief.

Hearing that, Aunt Kong grabbed the bell in Xiao Hong's hand and inspected it under the candle flame. Through a small opening, a dim light shone in, and Aunt Kong examined it meticulously.

Suddenly, the light avoided the copper pearl and illuminated one side of the inner wall.

”Old lady!” There were words! They are the words' hundred years of longevity '! ” Aunt Kong said loudly, holding the bell in the old lady's hand.

The old lady took the bell and held it close to the candle. However, the old lady was too old and blind. He could only pass it to the person beside him, ”Quickly, check if it's true or not.”

Ye Jinsu's breathing stagnated as she clenched her fists.

Damn it!

The bell was held up to the flame again, and this time it was soon seen. He even saw the blood inside the bell.

”Old lady, this is the bell Master Si Xiang had hung around her body when she was still alive!” The old servant beside the old lady bent his knees and kneeled.

The bell rang loudly.

Xiao Hong became anxious and shook its head, ”No!”

”This doesn't belong to our young mistress!”

Ye Jinsu lowered her eyes and fiercely pulled Little Red's hand. What was the use of saying all these now, it would only increase his suspicions.

In this courtyard where no one knew what was happening outside, he didn't know if anyone would come to save Meng Lan.

All she could do was try her best to get rid of her suspicions.

Ye Zheng ferociously flicked his sleeve and pointed at the bell. ”What else do you have to say?”

”Aunt Kong, may I ask where you found this bell?” Ye Jinsu raised her head and asked, staring at Aunt Kong with a fiery gaze.

She had prepared an excuse long ago.

”Under Miss's bed.” Aunt Kong added, ”At that time, everyone else was watching as I was taken out from under the First Miss's bed.”

Aunt Kong spread out the cloth in her hands and said, ”Master, please take a look. There's even dust under the bed on this cloth.”

Ye Jinsu sneered and suddenly asked about something else, ”From what Aunt Kong saw, I was the one who killed Miss Si Xiang and the one who caused a ghost in the old lady's room?”

”Of course it's eldest miss, we've already caught them all.” Aunt Kong accepted it without hesitation.

As soon as she said that, the Xie Clan's complexion turned pale.

Ye Jinsu suddenly turned around and took the cloth from Aunt Kong's hand. There was indeed a thick layer of dust under the cloth. ”The old lady's room was filled with the ghosts from last night. Miss Si Xiang's death won't last for more than a few days.”

”If it's like you said, I should have taken this cloth bag out frequently and put it inside. There shouldn't have been any dust on it.”

Ye Jinsu's words were sharp and pointed straight at Aunt Kong.

Aunt Kong could not answer for a while, so she stood rooted to the spot.

”Why aren't you speaking?” Ye Jinxiu asked frivolously as she threw the cloth in front of her, ”Don't tell me that this is your fault?”

”No!” Aunt Kong was so frightened that she kneeled down, unable to answer. She could only desperately deny it. ”That's not it. I found this under the bed. They all saw it. As for the dust …”