Bone Painting Coroner

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When hearing the two words, Ji Wanxin's heart suddenly tightened, so he listened more carefully.I heard the fat embroidered lady say: "I heard that the reason why the emperor dismissed Lu and Zhou was to suppress Rong Wang, so Rong Wang came back to Beijing immediately after learning that. During this time, the emperor He Rong It was a fierce battle in secret, just a few days ago, the emperor ordered the Rongwang to be imprisoned. The crime was that Rongwang had committed the crime and angered the Holy One! Yesterday, some people saw that Rong Wang was put into the Fuyang Palace, and there was still a sound of fighting in it. Soon, Rong Wang came out with a wound, but he was outside.

The people did not dare to stop, but as a result, the emperor made three decree this morning.Blame it?"

I even asked twice.

strange!

Everyone looked at each other and speculated.

"Is it what King Rong said? So the emperor released him?"

"I think King Rong threatened the emperor."

"What you said is wrong, that's the emperor. Since King Rong didn't dare to commit the following crimes, how could he threaten the emperor? I don't think we can guess the strangeness of this."

"..."

Say everything!

Messy.

Ji Wanxin listened more and more distractedly, and was speculating about the possibility!Although she has been in Jinjiang for such a long time, things in the capital can be heard, and people with a clear eye can see that what Wei Yi has done in the past few months is to suppress the power of the scenery and expand her "military horses" "Since the battle is so fierce, why did you suddenly change your mind?the Lord

How about "strangling" all the "troopers" that you worked so hard to build?

This one is really strange.

Could it be that Wei Yi was awakened?

Or... is it really threatened by Jingrong?

She thought about it... the embroidery needle in her hand accidentally poked on her finger.

"Uh!"

Her beautiful eyebrows were so painful that she tightened her teeth, and she sucked the punctured and bleeding fingers into her mouth a few times.

"What are you doing? Are you doing nothing?" A voice came from the door.

Everyone's nerves tightened instantly.

Grandma Jiang with black face came in from the outside.

Very sternly stared at the embroidered ladies in a circle.

The embroidered ladies who had been talking about each other immediately saw Grandma Jiang come in, and immediately bounced off each other, sat back on their workbench, and worked hard.

Concentrate on doing your own thing!

Grandma Jiang scolded the lesson: "Have listened, you are not any storytellers in the teahouse, don't talk casually with your mouth open, be careful to be listened to by someone with heart, and when you get into trouble, it's your head. Serious sin! Ten lives are not enough for your compensation."

"Yes!" everyone answered in unison.

Never dare to speak again.

Grandma Jiang's anger gradually suppressed. She walked to Ji Wanxin and saw that her hand was injured. She quickly cared: "Why didn't you care so much? Does it hurt? If it hurts, go to the rest first."

She knows she can’t specialize in the palace, otherwise those who originally wanted to stifle her will become jealous of her, and the end result is that a gun is unanimously directed at her.

Is that okay?

"Thank you Grandma for your concern, I'm fine."

"It's fine if you're fine. If you're tired, take a break."

"Yes."

After hearing the embroidered lady on one side, they all had a jealous and disgusted expression, and their eyes were cut off like Ji Jianxin's body like a knife.

As Ji Wanxin thought, if Grandma Jiang was so good to herself, everyone's previous stubbornness might become jealous, and finally kill her!

Grandma Jiang patted her lean shoulder lightly before turning around.

But at the next moment, Ji Wanxin seemed to think of something and immediately got up and chased him out.

"Mammy." shouted at her.

Grandma Jiang stopped: "What's wrong?"

"I have something to ask you."

Ok?

Grandma Jiang couldn't ask for it: "You said, if I can help you, I will certainly help you."

"In fact, it's a trivial matter. I have a cloak stained with ink, which was dyed before entering the palace. It can't be washed even if I wash it. I heard that there is something in the palace's lavatory that specifically cleans ink. I don't know whether it will Send my clothes to wash?"

"This……"

Somewhat embarrassing.

After all, the Huan Xiong Yuan is the clothes of the palace people, but the private clothes can not be washed.

Ji Wanxin grinned: "That cape was given to me by my grandmother. I have been reluctant to throw it. Now that she is dead, I can think about that thing by my side. Please help me."

Plead!

"This……"

"Can't it?"

Grandma Jiang thought about it and said quickly, "That's not the case either, you just brought the clothes."

accepted!

Ji Wanxin fetched her clothes for her, and Grandma Jiang ran in person.

That day, the clothes were washed, and they were sent by the people in the lavatory, and the people who sent them were none other than Sang Lan.

The girl beside Xiao Niang!

Ji Wanxin pulled her into the house, closed the door, and Zheng Se told her: "You're finally here."

Sang Lan put down the clothes in her hands. "You just wanted me to come to see you on purpose? That's why the cloak you wore on that night was sent to the washing house for washing."

"Yes."

"What do you see me doing?"

"I want you to do me a favor."

Sang Lan puzzled: "Me? What can I do for you? And... why should I help you?"

Ji Wanxin's face was sullen, and he slowly approached her and said, "Because we are the same boat."

Uh!

...

That night, Wei Yi was sitting in the Fuyang Temple, and he had been sitting inside since he had given the three decree.

Do not eat or drink!

At this time-

Gong people brought the ginseng soup prepared by Yushanfang.

"Emperor, you haven't eaten all day, so let's eat something first."

He sat with his head propped up, eyes closed, motionless.

Gongren had no choice but to put Shen Tang on one side and went out silently.

I do not know how long it has been--

Wei Yi only raised his head and sighed deeply.

His eyes were awkward, and people were haggard a lot.

Completely without a spirit.

Three imperial decree, like three knives, stabbed him fiercely.

It's also like acknowledging your mistakes and slaps your face!

Hey--

His eyes dissipated in the temple, and finally fell on the bowl of ginseng soup placed on his side, more precisely, on the thing under that bowl.

It's a note!

Ok?

He was curious and took out the note.

Take a look!

There are only four words written on it

Wen Wu Ke Zhen!

His palms were tight and his eyes widened.

He knows who wrote it.

I also know what the man meant to write these four words.

Slowly, the note was crumpled into a ball in his hands...

Threw it into the incense burner and burned it clean.There was only a ray of green smoke!