The Tang Dynasty’s Female Forensic Doctor

Sang Chen's face was white and he stood at the bottom of the slope with some anxiety. “The woman should go back. Here, it is not appropriate to stay here for long. ”

Valjen turned slightly and turned back to the mountains.

“Mama!” Sang Chen summoned him in haste, "I sold a copy of the painting yesterday, earning fifty straight lines, and the furnace's money has been returned. ”

Watching his face as if waiting for praise, a pair of eyes as pure as a washed blue sky, his hands hidden in his sleeve slightly tight, cold spit out two words, “Rabbit! ”

Sang Chen stared at Van Yan and disappeared from the trees. He looked at the bushes around him in confusion and muttered to himself, "No rabbit? ”

When he raised his head again, he found that he could no longer see Valjen's figure, and said to himself, "I came all the way to pay my wife back, by the way... to see the scenery. ”

Speaking of the scenery, the handsome white cheek floated with suspicious red flashes, hastily reciting “Amitabha Buddha”, but the next moment, the breeze shook up, looking around, tightening the money in his arms, the rabbit rushed to the temple.

“Ma'am, the person who was spying on us just now seems to be the nun of Shadow Mae An.” Little hearts are full of palpitations.

She nodded her face and became even more angry at Sun Chen. She was a sweeping star. She never showed up late, but jumped out and yelled when the nun ran away.

As she approached the courtyard, Valjen suddenly thought of the little nun who was spying on her every time she probed her head. Wasn't she the one who followed them? If it's because of the rumors in the city, you're not curious, are you? What exactly is she trying to do?

Van Yan kept this matter in his heart for now. He ordered Xiaoman not to tell anyone, not even Xing Ma and Night Green.

Back in the yard, Xing Ma had cleaned all the food she had bought and the stove was clean.

“I'll do it today.” Valjen said to Xing, who was making a fire.

Xing Ma looked surprised and wondered how many things Van Yan would know. However, it used to be typical of ten fingers without sun and spring water, how could she suddenly cook!

“I have tried to be a master of filial piety several times before, and he feels fine after trying it.” Valjen rolled up her sleeves, put the clean shoots on the anvil board and cut them at no rush, "Brother Ten left before eating this morning, I wanted to cook them for him myself. ”

Xing wept for a moment and suddenly reddened her orbit. "Okay, okay. ”

Van frowned slightly, “Why are you crying again? You can change your personality. Crying too much is bad for your health.” She cut the dishes in her hand and looked up at Xing Ma. She described her skinny, white hair and wrinkles. She looked sixty years old, but Van Ma judged from some details that she was only in her early fifties. At this age... she would not be menopausal, would she?

“Don't hurt yourself with the knife.” Xing Niang wiped her tears dry, picked up the firewood and whispered, “The woman is so understanding, strangely distressing, alas, it's just bitter life. Now that you've changed your personality, you can learn surgery, go to the hall to get the kitchen, you're from a good family, the old Ban clan is also an old man, you won't think like Lang Jun, you have to look at the lady's face, you also have to be a few points lenient. When this wind passes, the woman will surely suffer...”

Xing looked at Van Cheng and looked alike, hiding the surprise in her heart, but in her eyes, as long as her mother was well, everything was not a problem.

“It's after noon, how come there's no news!” Xing looked out at the sky and began to rush again.

Van Yan glanced at her and thought about it. If Xing has always been this way, how can she get Mrs. Zheng's weight? Perhaps indecision is nature, but at least it is impossible to weep without moving. Probably menopausal.

From time to time, Xing Ma probes out to take a look. Van Yan almost prepares all the dishes. Just wait for Van Yunsheng to come back and fry.

“Mama! Ma'am!” The sound of the late greens suddenly broke the tranquility.

Xing immediately rushed out. When she saw only Green at night, she grabbed her hand and asked, "Has anyone been saved? Where's Shiro? ”

“In the back, Qinglan was weak and unable to walk the mountain road, Shiro found a sedan to lift him up.” Evening green excited voices all had some tremors, one pair of eyes swollen like walnuts, apparently crying before. Green saw Valjen come out of the kitchen at night, ran over and shook her arm, leaping, "Lady, it's blue, it's blue! ”

“Don't be happy. Tell me what's going on.” Valjen grabbed her.

Green barely stabilized his mood at night, and said quickly, “Slave went to send a letter to Liu Shishi. He was on the case. Slave waited half an hour at the door. When he handed the letter over to Liu Shishi, he immediately sent someone to Qingyufang. Slave's heart was anxious to follow him, and he was just meeting Shiro to rescue people, and Slave saw Song Lan...”

Green's voice suddenly weakened, her throat slightly slumped, "She can't talk, she's done, she's mute. ”

Her face held tight to her lips and Xing had long since cried silently.

At this time, when there was a hidden noise outside, Valjen led Green and Xing out at night to greet her, and Xiao Man followed her out immediately.

A group of people came from the Qingshi trail, Wen Yunsheng walked in front of him, behind him followed by a shoulder raised public opinion, followed by six or seven women Ni frowned. They were unhappy when they tried to break through the mountain gate.

When Val Yunsheng saw Val's face, he smiled brightly. “Fortunately, Brother Ten brought you back a man. ”

Jean smiled back, then all eyes were placed on the shoulder public opinion, watching the four sedans drop the shoulder public opinion, resting twice, bamboo curtains were opened from inside.

The first thing Valjen saw was the hand that opened the curtain, pale as paper, lean as bamboo knots, trembling incessantly because of weakness and inner excitement. When the bamboo curtains were all lifted, a tall woman in green grey cloth bowed out. Her person, like that hand, was slim and slender, wrapped in a wide, thick cloth skirt, like a piece of paper, as if a breeze could blow away.

The dark hair that grows to the bend of the leg loosens up behind the back, reflecting the pale, almost transparent face that becomes more and more pale. Goo Blue has a beautiful dark hair, black and white eyes, bright as a fountain forever.

Valjen looked at her, coinciding with the girl in the dream, this year's song blue is 18 years old, apart from a little higher and much more, hardly any change, time as if pity for her, keep her look as much as possible two years ago.

This is the woman who can spare her life to protect a person, and two years later, Google Blue still believes in the person she is trying to protect, and the first time she tells her that she is imprisoned, her heart is filled with respect and compassion, and she softly summons, "Google Blue. ”

Google Blue's foggy eyes finally couldn't help but drown tears, opened his mouth and only whimpered intermittently. His weak body slowly slipped down against his shoulders and public opinion.

Jean reached forward and held her, gently placing her back, softly saying, "It's over, Google Blue. ”

The case of Yin Fu came to a boil in Suzhou City. Almost everyone present heard that a man who thought he had died two years ago had suffered so much that he had come back to see each other two years later. It was both joyful and sad.

Xing's tears were more like a dyke, but the color between her eyebrows was unspeakable.

Xiaoman looked at Google Blue, and her heart was full of flavors, both sympathy and a little uncomfortable. She should have been a close servant next to Van Yeung, but a person who died two years ago suddenly appeared again, breaking her mind... Google Blue had once “died” for Van Yeung, and Green and Van Yeung had suffered together for many years. It was irreplaceable. She knew that she had no hope of squeezing into such a master servant.

“It's a good thing, don't cry anymore. Let's talk about it in the hospital.” Wen Yunsheng sent out the sedans and leisurely mutts while several of their master servants were holding them together to cry, which was why she called them back.

Several people received tears, Xiao Man held Xing, who was about to faint. Green and Van Yan held onto Google Blue at night and went into the yard together.

“In the evening, give Google Blue a bath. If you have anything to say, wait until it's settled.” Valjen commanded.

Sitting in the room, Qinglan's emotions stabilized a lot, holding her hands and looking at her with tears and laughter.

Van Yan also tightly gripped back. At the same time, she also remembered the pronunciation of Gong Blue. It seemed not that her tongue had been broken, but that she had been poisoned and mute.

After all, if the tongue is broken, if it is not handled properly, it can be killed, and if the tongue is broken, it only affects the pronunciation, it does not affect the vocal cords, it cannot be the mute sound that was just made. But this does not mean that it can be cured. Many legendary stories say that after being muted by the poison, it can be recovered by taking the antidote. Valjen feels ridiculous. Generally, this poison destroys the vocal cords and is difficult to recover. The cure process is long and difficult, and not every case can be cured.

A few people sat quietly for a while, without words, and the reunion filled the whole room with joy.

Goo Lan is such a smart woman. Looking around the house, she knows that Valjen is no better, especially Xing. She is more than three times older than before.

When she saw her, she seemed to have something to say, so Xiaoman went to fetch the ink and asked Xing to soak up another cup of sugar water.

The first sentence written on the paper after receiving the pen was that the woman was much more stable than before, and the slave was hardly aware of it.

She sighed in her face that the time had come, and she had thought of a way to deal with it. "If you are not stable, how can you bear to sacrifice your life for me? ”

With a quiet smile on her pale face, like a water lotus flower in the cold wind on a summer evening, she glanced back and wrote: The slave was happy.

She was happy, on the one hand, that she was alive and, on the other, that Valjen had not failed her at all. Two years later, the guard finally waited a little loose, using the old lady delivering food to send out the message, so that she knew her mother. If she was sensible, she should report it to the government, because she knew that a weak woman like that might not be able to save her, but she still gambled once in a broken cauldron. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote on recommendations, monthly tickets (qidian.com), and your support is my biggest motivation.)