The Tang Dynasty’s Female Forensic Doctor

Gangnam rain, the wind sends all over Yangtze River. Biwa smoke fainted on the shore of Liu, and the reddish aroma entered Maitian. Splashes brilliantly.

The autumn rain swept away the temperatures left during the day and washed away the blood left by Sovo as he fled the ambush. The searchers chased the clouds from the vicinity of the temple and broke the clue.

Sovo lay on the ground, carefully discerning the movements of those people, until the sound of footsteps gradually disappeared, before relaxing a little.

Braun stared straight at the roof with two eyes and had no sleep at all. She turned her back and looked at Su Fu through the cracks in the bamboo curtain. He turned his back on her and couldn't move. He didn't know whether he was asleep or not. He still had the cloth bag with the bones in his hand.

Suva would rather die five years for this corpse bone. Seriously, who's in this bag?

The room was quiet, the two of them slowly relaxed from their guard and their consciousness was seized by sleepiness.

Perhaps she thought too much about her past life before she went to bed. As soon as Valjen entered her dream country, she came across the nightmare that haunted her constantly.

In a dilapidated factory, a dozen lewd men approached a young woman of about 24 and 5 years of age with laughter. Valentine's heart mentioned her voice. She longed for something different this time. Unfortunately, a good young man still reached out in front to attract the attention of women, and another skinny middle-aged man attacked her from time to time.

Van Yeung shouted: "Yunlin, the thin man has lime powder in his hand, get out of the way!"

Qin Yunlin didn't see her scream at all. A flying kick would go straight to the young man's neck. When the dry middle-aged man saw the time, he quickly pulled out a plastic bag from his arms, grabbed it with his hand and sprayed it on the face of Qin Yunlin Xiumei.

As soon as he saw his hand, the surrounding dozen men swarmed it. They rushed up, tied Qin Yunlin up and sealed his mouth with tape.

Someone took out the prepared vegetable oil and wiped the lime powder on her face. "Such a beautiful face, if you can't see it later, it would be a shame! ”

Her face was sweating and rushed forward to kick the animals. Unfortunately, her body was illusory and could not affect them in the slightest.

“Quick, put the uniform on her.” Another man pinched Qin Yunlin's chin, snorted coldly, "Don't you policemen wear police uniforms all day long to play prestige, this time you have enough power, what do you say, wait for 13 of us alone later, you have to take out the police's bones, hold on! ”

The two men rudely tore Qin Yunlin's clothes apart, revealing her close-fitting white underwear, and her soaring breasts, hard wearing a copycat police uniform. One of them looked at the dry tongue and couldn't help but poke his hand into her underpants. After rubbing it hard, he poked with his finger. He couldn't help but be surprised, "Ha! Boss, this chick is still a baby! ”

“Huh! These days, girls of this age are rare, delicious!” The leading man took off his clothes quickly, turned around and said to the person beside him, "Get the camera out! Their bloody captain is going to love this amazing video! ”

Valen looked at Qin Yunlin's desperate struggle, sweating on his back.

“No!” Van Yan saw the man cover his face with a hood and rudely broke Qin Yunlin's leg, screaming and pounding.

Immediately after hearing the sound of fine rain and sand outside the window, a cool breeze poured into the quilt, and Valentine found herself all wet, and the silk chilled into her skin.

“You're dreaming too.” The cold voice outside the curtain carries a hint of exhaustion.

Van Yeung was weak, and Suva outside poured her a glass of water and pushed it under the curtain, "Drink some water. ”

Van Yan sat up and sipped a sip of water, remembering that he had just said "yes," and asked, "Do you have nightmares too? ”

“is often dreamed.” Sufferton went all the way, "but it wasn't a nightmare. ”

For Sovo, there are no more cruel dreams than reality. All his beauty is a memorable past. Every time the night is quiet, one tastes alone.

“Though you seem cautious, you are not cautious enough about strangers.” When Su Fu saw the blurred figure in the curtain slowly fall, and the cup was about to land, he broke into the curtain, a beautiful handkerchief, caught the cup, half a cup of water inside, still stable in it.

Sitting beside her, he stared instantly at Van's sleepy face and muttered, "I never trust anyone...”

But this time, he ended up thinking of Valjen for the first time. Over the years, he suspected that every person who approached him, either unintentionally or intentionally, had only Valjen's direct and audacity, which allowed him to ease his guard slightly.

But that's not a good thing for someone like him.

Su Fu covered Valen's quilt and flashed out of the curtain, lifting the baggage on the floor and flipping out of the window, several landings and landings disappeared into a dark rainy night.

In the early autumn, Suzhou became obsessed with the night rain, while Datang's capital city, Ann, was in the middle of the moon.

Pingkang Fang's inner mansion is wooded and embroidered by Zhu Mendou. In the moonlight, a group of sooms emerge. A pigeon landed prickly on a railing outside an attic, making a grunting noise.

The loft window opened and a small bamboo tube was removed from the dove by a gray-coated pamphlet and quickly returned to the house.

There were no lights lit in the room, the moonlight passed through the tall paper on the lattice window, reflected on a handsome face, he crooked on several sides, his head supported with one hand, his eyes slightly dropped, looking as if he were asleep. The surrounding book piles up, almost surrounding him.

“Lang Jun, there's a letter for you.” The paperman walked to his side and spoke softly.

“Hmm.” He opened his eyes slowly, his eyes blinking, instantly restoring clarity, reaching for the note, "Palm lights. ”

The paperman touched the fire from the small drawer next to him, blew it, and lit a few lights on it. The house was slowly lit by a soft orange light, revealing a pile of books in front of him.

“Someone can't wait to squeeze Liu Pinjean out.” After reading the contents, he muttered to himself and then handed the note to the light to light.

“Long Jun, it's three times over. Take a break and get ready to go to the dynasty.” The pages bowed down and asked.

“Mm-hmm.” He got up, and his legs, dressed in a colored crew neck suit, had wrinkled, apparently sitting like this for more than an hour or two.

Pages light up lanterns, carefully turn off the cabinet lights, pick the lights in front and walk to the bedroom.

In the empty courtyard, Autumn Feng Xiaoser, showed a bit of cool and refreshing. The small page sighed. In such a large yard, there was only one woman, Lang Gun's grandmother Shu, and she was often not in the house, making them Xiao house like a temple, a bunch of men, poor hair.

“Lang Jun, in the evening, Shu Ma asked Xiao to inform you that the old lady was looking for her to go back to her ancestral house and tell her that you were busy and didn't dare to disturb her.” The small page picked the lantern and turned along the trail. As she raised her eyes carefully and looked at Xiao Song's face, the old lady was not a person who liked to tell the old story. Every time Shu Xiang went back, it was nothing to do with Lang Jun's life.

“Mother wants to kiss me again?” Xiao Songton took a step and frowned unhappily. The magnetic voice was slightly angry in the dull sand. “At dawn, you let Baiyi Express send a letter and notify Shu Ma not to come back! ”

The paperman shrunk his head and answered yes.

Walking to the bedroom door, Xiao Song suddenly thought of something, "What made you look into it, how did it turn out? ”

“With some eyebrows, I found Lu's bridesmaid, forcing her to remember what happened. The bridesmaid said that before she went to the sedan, she drank only a few cups of tea and had not eaten anything.” The page replied.

“Is that called eyebrows?” Xiao Song snorted coldly. He did not believe in his life, let alone in his wife's life. He was convinced that someone had to deal with him, but had never caught a clue.

As a second-in-command of the Criminal Division, Xiao Song really had no face to say his doubts. It was a disgrace to marry two ladies, one of whom died in a new house and one of whom died in a flower sedan! He bit his teeth hard and shook his sleeves into the house.

The moon is as bright as water, and the light of the whole Xiao Mansion leaves only a lantern, and it looks so lonely.

Gangnam's autumn rain was raging and smoky in the mountains. As the clouds rang from the first morning bell of the temple, such as the picturesque quiet began to get a little angry. The monks supported the umbrella in the temple hurriedly gathered to the front palace and began the morning lesson of the day.

Xing Xiang had collapsed and were busy with their own affairs in the courtyard. After a moment, a little nun came and said that today's speech had been cancelled. She feared that Valentine would return to the sky and send a special message.

Xing didn't rush to wake up and let her sleep. She didn't go into the bedroom until she brought breakfast in the oven.

“Mama, it's time to collapse.” Xing opened the curtain and approached the inner room. She suddenly saw a man in white plain clothes sitting in front of the back window. She couldn't help but be surprised. She set her eyes on him, but it turned out to be her face. She caressed her heart. "The woman got up and didn't make a sound. ”

Valjen turned around and said, "Early on, I wanted to see the view of the mountains. Rain fog, Gangnam, is the most beautiful. ”

Xing Xiang took the satin coat and put it on her. She also sat down and looked out the window. She exclaimed, "Yo! There are still so many jade flowers behind here! ”

In the cloud of smoke and rain, a large white and elongated jade blossom stained with rain dew, appeared incredibly fresh, and the wind sent a burst of fragrance.

“This should be the day or two.” Valentine.

Haven't noticed the floral scent the other day, Jomo is not much flower. Early this morning, Van Yan woke up from Su Fu's ecstasy and smelled a floral scent. Su Fu was long gone and the house was as tidy as it had been, as if last night was just a dream.

Suzhou's lady loves jade jade jade. Every season when jade jade blossoms, the flowers are taken off and braided on copper wire as bracelets. Or jade jade jade jade jade jade jade jade jade jade jade jade jade.

“Lady, wash up and watch after breakfast. A message has been sent from the talent restaurant. Today's speech has been cancelled. You can watch it for as long as you want.” Xing smiled.

Van Nodded, got up and sat down in front of the dresser, saw Green come in at night to clean up the pavement, and said, “Green at night, don't sprinkle that half cup of water I put in front of my bed, I'll keep it useful. ”

Late Green answered and put the water out on a few before starting to clean up. Little full water comes in and waits for Valjen to wash.

“Huh? Why is there one missing from the grass table?” Speak to yourself late and greedy. (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.)