I Only Sell Murder Houses

Xiuzhu would certainly know her mother’s name.

Once we knew her surname, we could determine whether her mother and the Ninth Concubine were sisters.

“Hong Bao’er. My mother’s name was Hong Bao’er.”

“Hong?”

My eyes widened in disappointment.

Wasn’t her mother supposed to be a Xu?

“That’s normal,” Seventh Master said. “If the Seventh and Ninth Concubines looked alike and shared a surname, anyone would have known they were related.”

“And this little girl doesn’t seem to know the Ninth Concubine’s identity. She may never have met this aunt after she was born. Perhaps the Seventh and Ninth Concubines grew up in different households.”

I hurriedly asked Xiuzhu another question. “Xiuzhu, was the Ninth Concubine good to you?”