Bone Painting Coroner

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update of the latest chapters of Bone Painting!Chapter 308: Eight Lift the Big Sedan and Marry You Over the Door

Rong Wang Mansion!

Wei Yi woke up and fell asleep again. She still refuses to get up in bed. Ji Yunshu doesn't close her eyes at all. Now she waits at the gate of the house to wait for the scenery.

When Jing Rong returned from the palace, it was already early morning the next day.

Looking at her thin body trembling at the door, he walked over to take her hand in distress and rubbed it gently.

"Not sleeping all night?"

She nodded!

He reached out and rubbed her head, "He said that everything will be solved by Ben Wang, you don't need to worry."

Ji Yunshu stared at him without speaking.

Jing Rong also told her all that she had said to Jing Yi.

He also said, "He will not take risks, because now there is another accident at this juncture, the father and emperor will surely delve deeper. At the end, he will find his head. The risk is too great, he will not take risks."

"What if he let it go?"

"Then the king took him and went to the mansion to see the impermanence."

After listening to Ji Yunshu, he pushed him away, disgruntled, "At this moment, you are still kidding."

"This King is serious." Jing Rong looked serious.

Ji Yunshu narrowed her eyes and was a little worried about what he had just said.

Just by--

Jing Rong smiled again and said, "Why is Mr. Ji, who is clever, so dumb at this moment?"

"What do you mean?"

"Which person is Jing Yi you may not be clear, but it does not mean that the king is also unclear. The prince is dead. For him, it is the biggest benefit of this plan. If the deal with you is not reached, it will be renewed. Let Master Zhang change his mouth and claim that the king used him to let him blame the Prince Chengqing for his prince. Do you think the father and emperor will believe it?

Even if the father emperor really believes, it is inevitable that there will be no extra branches, and Jing is a cautious person. He will not make a wrong step. Therefore, this king has concluded that he will not let Zhang Bo change his mouth, and only you, a fool, will So worried."

Yes, she is stupid!

However, she was too worried.

After all, no one can guess the final result, and if the scene really intends to let go, it will really hurt both defeats.

Seeing Ji Yunshu thinking about it, Jingrong sternly said, "But you can't forgive the prince's rebellion. Although it is for the purpose of saving me, the prince bears the blame for the fire in Chengqing Hall, but the prince is now dead, and in the heart of the king Nor is it a taste. Therefore, this matter will never be allowed for a second time, otherwise, it will never be light."

Say, roll up her fingers, and hit her forehead!

There was a huge pain in his forehead.

Ji Yunshu rubbed and stared at him, "What if it breaks down? This can't be compensated."

"If it breaks, it's broken. This king can afford it."

"difficult!"

difficult?

Jing Rong frowned, grabbed her hand, and pulled it in front of her, smiling evilly, "Why not?"

Ji Yunshu's eyes were slightly stunned, and his ears couldn't help but shoved him. "The prince's funeral hasn't been done yet. The prince should be serious."

"Oh? As you say, when the funeral is over, try it?"

She swears that she definitely has no such meaning!

Lord, do you think about it!

Looking at the angry look of Ji Yunshu's face, he raised his lips and raised his hand to hook her chin, staring at her suddenly enlarged pupils.

Say, "Little Goblin, can you promise me that when the funeral of the prince is finished, I will feel free to investigate the "Linjing Case", and ignore the things around me, if there are tricky side branches reaching out, this king will block you ."

"..."

"After the "Linjing Case" is detected, Ben Wangding's big car will marry you across the door."

Extremely serious!

Ji Yunshu shuddered. She hadn't thought about this issue, and she didn't dare to think about it accurately.

Even, unwilling to think!

Princess Rong's title is equivalent to an iron chain. In this life, she will be locked in the capital.

Before she nodded or shook her head to respond to this sentence, Jing Rong said again, "The King's funeral in these few days, this king will be busy, if you want to take Wei Yi back to Zhuxi Garden, but Langpo will still follow You, however, are under surveillance this time."

Say it directly.

She just wanted to refute, Jing Rong has left the yard.

So chic.

No lips, she did not spend a word, her fingers around, back and forth several times.

It wasn't until Wei Yi patted her shoulder gently that she could recover.

Wei Yi rubbed his eyes and stared at the west side before a blushing sky, and said, "Shuer, good morning."

Ok!

Quite early.

"I'm hungry." He touched his belly.

Ji Yun comforted her, and she found that this kid was the king of big stomachs, always saying "hungry"!

However, Ji Yunshu led him back to Zhuxi Garden for breakfast, Lang Lang followed closely.

According to Jing Rong's instructions, implement the monitoring mode.

In the next two days, Jing Rong was busy with the funeral of the prince.

Jing Yi did not ask Ji Yunshu to talk about the previous transaction. It was very quiet!

Ji Yunshu also lived quietly in Zhuxi Garden, reopened the remaining coffin in Linshan, and continued to paint the remaining bone portrait.

Wei Yi also followed her inseparably, playing with pleasure and shouting that her brain hurt, while helping her to squeeze the clay and help her grind.

even--

He also helped Ji Yunshu take out a few ribs from the coffin and look like he was familiar with the road.

There was no fear of being timid as before, and when I saw the skull of the bone, I looked at it with interest for a few more times, and while watching, I touched the outline of my face.

Mouth muttered, "My face seems to be bigger than him, eyes are smaller than him, nose is higher than him, mouth... seems to be smaller than him, why? Why is he different from me? He doesn’t speak either, and he doesn’t have any meat. Is he hungry or thin? What a pity!

Mouth bulging.

Ji Yunshu's ear was sharp, but he heard such words from his muttering, waving a brush in his hand, and with a meal, the painting almost ruined.

She determined that Wei Yi was making her laugh.

Simply--

Put the brush down and look at Wei Yi.

The kid was wearing gloves, holding his head, looking at the left and right, and frowned and pinched his face.

Ji Yunshu asked him, "Did you see what? What's different?"

"It's different everywhere. It's different from me."

He returned a sentence, hugged his head, and laid it on the table in front of Ji Yunshu, pointing, "Shuer, why am I different from him?"

"Do you think the same?"

Wei Yi nodded, poked his head and said, "He is thinner and looks better."

The eyes were full of envy.

Ji Yunshu was about to spray blood.

Brother, you two don’t have any comparability at all, he is the bone left after death, you are a living flesh and blood.

But she felt inexplicably happy in her heart, her eyes rolled, and she seemed to think of something, so she reached for a clean brush from the pen holder.

Then, gently tapped the top of the lower head—