Bone Painting Coroner

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Tea bitter!

Can be swallowed, but very sweet.

Definitely comparable to Jinjiang's tea!

Mo Ruo looked around the room and found...

"Huh?" He suddenly pointed at a large vase and strangely said, "I remember there was a pot of Polan tree here last time. Why is it now replaced by such a tacky vase?"

The potted tree in the pot, which was very beautiful, was placed in the room and was full of vitality. How could it be changed?

Jing Xian sighed: "The pot of Polan tree was bitten by a bug a few days ago and was thrown out, but this place put a vase in space."

"But the Polan tree does not attract insects."

"Oh? Then... maybe for other reasons, I don't know." Jing Xian took a sip of tea.

Morrow's brows and invisible wrinkles.

Just happened to be seen by Ji Yunshu!

Jing Xian suddenly asked, "However, Master Ji comes today, what is the so-called thing?"

This……

She couldn't answer.

It was Moruo who pulled himself.

Before she spoke, Mo Ruo said for her, "This is the case. Lord Ji heard that you have been recuperating in the palace and said she wanted to come and see you."

"That's it!" Jing Xian said, "Senior Ji has a heart, but I heard that Sister Ji has been busy with the "Linjing Case" during this time. I don't know what happened now."

Ji Yunshu: "This case has been around for 15 years. There are dozens of bones in the Imperial Palace, but now there are only a few left. I believe it will not be long before they can be fully identified."

"That's good," Jingxian said in a heavy tone, and continued, "Although I am in this deep palace, I also smelled some things in this case. At that time, the fire in the Imperial Palace, I was only about ten years old. When things happened, It was a little sad. I remember that when my mother-in-law refused to allow me to eat sugar when I was a child, the uncle/Yu Guogong secretly brought it to me. I loved me the most. The deepest impression was that I wanted a shadow puppet. There wasn't any in the palace. The uncle made it for me, but it was bitten by the insect in the box a few years ago. It's a pity, a pity..."

Somewhat sad.

Ji Yunshu said nothing more.

Suddenly there was a wind.

The window creaked!

She was the closest, so she immediately got up and closed the window. As soon as she grabbed the iron buckle on the window, she saw a few pigeons flying outside. The little eyes are turning, extremely cute.

It’s not surprising that there are pigeons in the palace, just—

When she dropped her gaze on one of the pigeons, she was surprised.

A round black mark was printed on the hair feather on the left side of the pigeon,

This pigeon?

Isn’t it the one I saw in the rain-proof temple on my way back to Beijing?At that time there was a small bamboo slip tied to the pigeon's leg.

Just the pigeons in the temple, why are they here?

She asked sideways, "How many pigeons are raised by the prince?"

"I raised it when I was bored, but the little guys were disobedient, and they always flew without a trace, and only flew back when I was hungry."

"This is a carrier pigeon?"

"Really? That's what I bought Fulu from several eunuchs. I don't know if it is a carrier pigeon." Jing Xian showed an unknown look.

Ji Yunshu said nothing more.

Silently close the window!

Go back in place.

Have a sip of hot tea!

Mo Ruo said to Jingxian, "Your disease is now intact. The eradication is complete, and the state of hypocrisy is gone. I heard that a few ministers and emperors in the DPRK recommended you to go up."

"Hmm?" Jingxian frowned. "How come I don't know about this? But how can those ministers suddenly have such thoughts? I'm sick all year round in the palace, not to mention the dynasty, not even the kimono, let alone those. It's a big event in North Korea and China. When asked, I'm afraid I don't know.

He is not the same as Jing. In his eyes, he can't see the desire for power, but he is indifferent to fame and fortune.

Mo Ruo: "I hope the emperor is accurate."

"Precise or not, as far as I am concerned, it doesn't matter."

then--

This topic will not continue.

Subsequently, the three greeted again.

It is not too early to see the hour, and Mo Ruo and Ji Yunshu will leave.

But before leaving, Jing Xian Ming Fulu took two wines he had brewed before and gave them to Moruo.

Although he took it, he gave two bottles of wine to the two guards at the gate of the palace as he did last time.

The two guards were so happy that they couldn't close their mouths!

Go back inside the carriage.

Mo Ruo kept his face calm.

Silently.

Sitting across from him, Ji Yunshu couldn't help but asked, "Speak, you take me to see the king, should it be more than just a cup of tea?"

indeed!

Mo Ruo raised his eyelids, opened the curtain and looked out a few times, and when he retracted his gaze, he sighed slightly.

Ji Yunshu's fingers flicked a few times on his thighs, his jaws flicked up, and said directly: "Is it related to the king?"

Not asking!Yes sure!

Morrow nodded, "Yes."

"Then just say it."

"I want you to help him out of the palace."

"Out of the palace?"

She was shocked!

Mo Ruo raised his eyebrows together and said seriously, "I said when I was in Tongren Hall, now that the king is getting better, and many ministers in the DPRK recommended him to join him, but the emperor seemed hesitant. He hasn’t interfered in North Korea’s politics, and the emperor hasn’t paid attention to him in these years, or even ignored him. I’m afraid he has forgotten to have a son, and even if Jingxian’s body is good, the emperor will probably not allow him to come out. Gong, you should know that the fight between the princes is not your death, I am the death of my princes, and the prince and the king are lessons for the past, because the party disputes, the emperor has lost two sons, naturally worried that the king will also step up for power. Go home and ask, how would you let him out of the palace and build a self-supporting portal? It must have kept him trapped in the palace for the rest of my life! But I have promised him that as long as he is ill, I will find a way to let him From the palace, that is what he has been looking forward to over the years, so he can only leave the palace if the emperor nodded and allowed him to enter the dynasty."

Uh?

"So what do you really mean is you want me to help the king to enter the dynasty?"

"This is the only way."

"You know it's impossible!"

"But you also saw that the wise king did not have the heart of fighting. Even if he entered the dynasty, he would not be the second prince or the second king, and he would never be the object of the battle with Jingrong!" Mo Ruo said .

Ji Yunshu clenched his hands and said seriously: "Mo Ruo, I tell you the truth, this man seems to be invincible, but...it's not simple at all."

Uh?

"Why?"

"Have you ever thought about why the minister of the DPRK and China suddenly recommended a sick prince who never entered the DPRK?"

"..."

"If I guess right, you should have a question in your heart!"

Uh!

Mo Ruo was stunned, his own thoughts were actually seen through the woman in front of him.

I have to say, Ji Yunshu is very smart!

just--

"How did you know?"