Bone Painting Coroner

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Another sip of wine!

Ji Yunshu looked at him, took a breath, and asked, "Mogong, can you ask a question?"

"Please, please."

"This glass of wine can relieve your worries, but one less?"

Yep?

This question is interesting!

Mo Ruo narrowed his eyes and thought for a moment. He tapped his temples and said, "One more cup to relieve your worries, one less cup... you won't wake up."

Start drinking again, bit by bit.

Ji Yunshu, "Mo Gongzi's heart has never been able to let go of someone. The wine can make you forget everything, but it can also make you think of everything.

The sound is as warm as jade.

Mo Ruo didn't say a word, you just smile with your lips.

...

Ji Yunshu himself did not know why that picture flashed in his mind.

Perhaps, she really hoped that Mo Ruo would not be drunk at that time, and would always live in his own world.

And she did not wake him up!

She wished that Mo Ruo was the drinking teenager.

I also hope that Tang Si is still the one who likes to be noisy.

Nothing has changed!

With tears in Ji Yunshu's eyes again, she said: "You can rest assured, I will take good care of your children, and I promise you that I will never let him know what happened today and let him live without hatred."

The tone is so uncomfortable.

Later, Jing Rong took out a piece of jade from the waist and put it into the baby's swaddle.

"This is the only thing your dad has left behind. Wear it by your side."

The sleeping baby suddenly wriggled a few times and opened his eyes slightly.

Finally went to sleep again!

After this fierce battle, San Ye was seriously injured and was not as good as before. When he looked at the tombstones of his daughter and son-in-law, he burst into tears.

The pain in my heart is simply beyond words!

After Ji Yunshu let people take her arms away, she comforted the third lord: "Three lords, no one can be born again!"

Sanye is sad!

It took a long time to hold on.

He asked Ji Yunshu: "Couldn't it be possible to leave Mo Zhi?"

Ji Yunshu gently shook his head: "Why should a child bear these? I promised Tang Si, in any case, he will not let him know what is happening today, Sanye, you can rest assured, I also assure you, Mo Zhi will be healthy Kang grew up, but now Hou Liao cannot live without you."

"I understand!"

Sanye is so helpless!

But it has to be like this.

After everyone left this hill.

Ji Yunshu threw himself into his arms, crying with tears on his face.

Jing Rong said, "Uh".

Chest hurt for a while!

Ji Yunshu immediately left his arms, "What's wrong?"

Jing Rong touched his chest.

"Are you injured? Let me see."

Jing Rong grabbed her hand, hugged her into her arms, and buried her face in her delicate neck.

"I'm fine, but I was injured by thorns in the dead river, but the wounds are not too bad."

She pressed her hands against his waist and exerted a little effort, saying, "No, you can show me the wound."

"Yunshu!" He did not want to let go of her, but held her tighter and said, "Let me hold you like this."

At that moment, Ji Yunshu no longer pushed him, so he let him hug himself.

She was crying with tears in her face and shaking all over.

Jing Rong closed his eyes and enjoyed the time he was in at the moment.

After a long time, he said, "Do you know? At the moment I jumped down, I was full of you in my head, I don't know, you don't know how much I miss you, I don't know how scared I am to see you again ."

He was most afraid of losing Ji Yunshu.

And Ji Yunshu is most afraid of losing him!

one day later.

Jing Rong and Ji Yunshu returned to Beijing.

Baiyin remained in Hou Liao.

The death of Muzhar, Hou Liaoqun has no head, all hope that Sanye can lead everyone to start again.

The third man was seriously injured, and the death of Mo Ruo and Tang Si hit him so much that he fell ill in bed that day.

Mo Ruo went in with the medicine and placed it beside his bed.

Did not bother!

Just when he was going to go out, Sanye suddenly opened his eyes and yelled at him.

Baiyin stepped and sat down beside his bed.

"Sanye?"

"I have one thing... to tell you."

"what's up?"

The third man coughed and sat up from the bed.

His face was pale and his eyes were weak, and he slowed for a while.

Bai Yin brought the medicine and said, "Drink the medicine first."

Sanye took the medicine that night and put it down after half a drink.

This medicine is still made according to Moruo's prescription.

When I got into the throat, I felt a little more energetic.

"You took out the sign and the portrait."

Bai Yin took out the square and the portrait of his mother.

Pass it to him!

"Sanye? What do you want this for?"

The third man didn't speak, his hands trembling took the two things.

When I held it in my hands, tears burst out of my eyes.

A pain in my heart!

Bai Yin looked at him silently without saying a word.

Sanye looked at it for a while, then lifted your tearful eyes and said, "This thing I want to do with you is related to these two things."

Ok?

Bai Yin is unclear, "Did you say everything you already said?"

"Just said half, and half did not tell you."

You mean Bai Yin and Ji Yunshu.

Could it be that there is something behind this thing?

The white tone is straight, frowning: "What the hell is that?"

"It's about your life experience!"

Uh!

Bai Yin: "..." "I had planned to keep this secret forever. I would rather you never know, but the moment I felt like I was dying, I realized one thing, some things are not It is possible to avoid it, and it is impossible to escape. I am afraid that if I am really dead, I will also carry this legacy

Sorry to go."

"what exactly is it?"

Sanye sighed for a long time.

...

Beijing!

In the Royal Study.

Wei Yi sat quietly inside, gazing calmly at the scene in front of him. He wore a dragon robe and a crown on his head.

Dressed up.

Like the day when he became king!

It has been a year since he sat in this position!

There have been too many unpredictable things in this year.

Things are right and wrong, probably the most appropriate to describe him this year.

Now, this empty temple seems to be involved in a chill, making people tremble cold.

A stack of zigzags lay on the table in front of him.

Immediately, he opened a book and wrote a batch of words on it. This should be the last batch of words he wrote.

At this time, outside the palace, kneels were filled with ministers!

A young eunuch ran in: "Emperor, Rong Wang returned to Beijing."

He put down the pen in his hand and smiled lightly.This day, still here!