Bone Painting Coroner

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In front of Yin Guan and the guards, Jing Rong held the collapsed Ji Yunshu, got into the carriage, and left the east gate.

Ji Wanxin naturally followed suit!

Seeing the carriage moving away, Yin Guan's nervous heart barely recovered.

In the distance, Jing Yi's eyes also picked up very clearly as the carriage moved further and further away. He clenched his fists tightly, as if he had caught the banner of victory.

Success is only one step away!

"Jingrong, Ben Wang is waiting for you to leave Beijing, and don't want to come back in this life!"

The voice is somber!

Immediately, waved towards Douquan.

"Go home."

Put down the car curtain.

Douquan responded and drove off the east gate.

Rongwang Fuzhong!

When Ji Yunshu was brought back, he was covered in blood, his face was pale, his head was cold and sweaty, and his weak body was trembling.

In a little while, Mo Ruo came.

When he saw Ji Yunshu lying on the bed, he was startled. The woman on the bed was lying on her stomach, and the light-colored clothes were all stained with blood, like a piece of broken meat patty.

A moment later, he took a deep breath, shook his head, walked to the bed and sat down, ordered someone to hit a pot of hot water.

Jing Rong stood aside, gazing closely at the back of Ji Yunshu's head.

His face dignified.

For a long time, he said to Mo Ruo: "You can't let her have something."

Mo Ruo narrowed his eyes.

Question: "If she died, what about you?"

"I can't live anymore." Without any hesitation.

Mo Ruo was not surprised by his answer, only saying: "Jing Rong, sooner or later, either you killed her or she killed you."

With a hint of reminder, with a hint of blame!

Jingrong said nothing.

All these words were heard by Ji Wanxin on the side. She bent her fingers, pressed her fingertips tightly against her palm, and her pointed nails pressed against her skin. It seemed that she would sink deeper if she tried harder.

At this moment, she really hopes that Ji Yunshu will never wake up!

But in her weak appearance, she concealed all her thoughts, revealing only full of distress, and looked at the people on the bed with tears in her eyes.

Later, Mo Ruo expelled the people in the house, leaving only Zi Zi and Ji Wanxin.

It took Jixiang to take medicine for Ji Yunshu's back, and gave her another pill. With the help of Ji Wanxin, she bandaged the wound and changed her clothes.

Mo Ruo wiped the blood on his hand, sorted out his clothes, lifted a brush and wrote a few medicine names on the paper, and gave it to Shi Ziya.

Instructed: "Go to the Yuhua Pavilion and let the child deliver it according to the medicine on the list."

Shi Ziya grabbed the list and turned and disappeared!

At this moment, Jing Rong was sitting by the bed, his hand in the sleeve was raised a few inches, and after half a ring, he put it down again, and clenched his fist into his sleeve, his deep eyes, looking at Ji Yunshu's pale face, After looking at the eyes for a long time, don't look away.

He got up and walked to Mo Ruo and asked, "How?"

Mo Ruo didn’t look at him: "I was weak, but now I have suffered this kind of crime. I lie for a few months, or lie for a month, but with me, it won’t be so serious, at most, seven. Just eight days."

Shake hands!

"Yes!" He nodded, coldly said: "You stay here first, I will go out."

Speaking, I stepped out.

Mo Ruo caught up and caught him and asked, "Are you going to see Yi Wang?"

Clear is not a question, but affirmation!

Jing Rong was not surprised why Mo Ruo would know about it. After all, the kid was very well informed.

So he nodded.

Mo Ruo sighed: "It's really a destiny, no one can change it, Jingrong, Jingrong, this is life!"

Jing Rong did not say much and left.

When Mo Ruo folded in, Ji Wanxin coughed very badly.

He pulled her over and sat down: "I will check your pulse."

"Thank you."

Mo Ruo put a piece of veil on Ji Wanxin's wrist, gently putting his fingertips up.

After a while, move your hands away.

"The girl was physically weak and belonged to the cold body again. Since she was a child, she suffered from wind and cold and did not take good care of herself.

"Mo Gongzi really is a magician. My illness is old and cannot be cured."

"Sickness starts from the heart." Mo Ruo said a sentence, then raised the pen, wrote a prescription on the paper, and handed her: "After going back, grab a few stickers according to the above medicine, take it on time every day, although not Govern the root, but it has a mitigating effect."

Explain one by one.

Ji Wanxin took the prescription and thanked: "Thank you Mr. Mo."

"No need!" he said lightly.

"Mo Gongzi and Rong Wang are close friends?"

"Yep!"

Ji Wanxin's eyes dropped slightly, and then he casually said: "Rong Wang is very good at Yunshu. Presumably, Mo Gongzi has never seen Rong Wang be like this to a woman?"

Strangely ask these!

Mo Ruo looks like a man with no heart and no lungs, but his heart is very smart.

He put down what was in his hands and looked at Ji Wanxin with a critical eye. Peach blossom eyes tightened a bit: "Girl Ji Ji cares about Rong Wang very much?"

Uh!

Mo Ruo is Mo Ruo, straight temperament, what is what, if you are too lazy to hide.

Ji Wanxin didn't expect his careful thoughts to be caught, and after a moment of uneasiness, his palm suddenly sweated, but the dress was calm and explained: "Mogongzi misunderstood, I just asked a few words."

Mo Ruo smiled and did not answer.

Ye Wang Mansion!

Jing Yi was sitting on the table in the hall. A thin piece of paper was placed on the table in front of her. She held the brush in one hand and dipped it in ink. She held the wide sleeve in one hand and began to write on the paper. What is it?

Be interested!

On the bamboo mat, a small incense burner was placed, and the scent came out of the small mouth and lingered in the room, permeating the heart and spleen.

In a quiet environment, it seems that you can hear the sound of the brush pen on the paper.

Until a burst of footsteps broke the silence at this time-

Jing Yi didn't lift his head, and continued to write on the paper, and his cold and light lips picked up evilly.

He knows who is coming!

Jing Rong came in coldly and stood before him.

He does not call him!

He ignored him!

It wasn't until Jing Yi's strokes fell to the last stroke.

Putting the pen on the ivory pen holder, he looked at the words he wrote and admired: "Okay."

shameless!

Then he looked up at Jing Rong in front of him, and said with a smile: "Dang Dang Rong, why are you free today? Only then I heard that Mr. Ji, who is so smart, knocked on the imperial drum outside the East Gate. , What? Was it struck by a forty stick and knocked? Or..."

died?

In the last two words, Jing also kept his morals.

Jing Rong was expressionless and didn't have the leisurely time to listen to him, so he asked him directly.

"Dali Siqing is yours. Believe this case, did you also intervene?"

Jing Yi thought carefully and didn't understand: "Case? What case?"

I don’t know what case!

Pretend to be crazy and sell silly expressions.