The Tang Dynasty’s Female Forensic Doctor

The next morning. The breeze is gentle, the air is slightly cool with a hint of orchids and a refreshing spleen.

As Van Yan had just collapsed and had not dressed, someone came to ask Xiao Song to go to the temple.

Xiao Song is still asleep. Since the death of Mrs. Tai, he has barely shared his eyes. He sleeps for at most one or two hours a day. Plus helping the coffin to go home. He worked hard all the way home before going to sleep. He has some reluctance to summon him, but at what altitude a person must have equivalent abilities. Otherwise, he will collapse sooner or later, and Xiao Song will undoubtedly be able to resist stress.

“Husband.” Valjen pushed him gently.

“Hmm?” Xiao Song turned around and woke up a little sober. He was awake when the waiter came to deliver the message after sleepless days.

Valjen took off the vegetarian clothes on the screen and put them on for him. "I thought it was time to dispose of spring. ”

On such a morning, Valen's move made Xiao Song's heart soft and much easier.

Strong too long, so tired.

In the past, when he was alone, he didn't feel the hardship at all. All things were contrasted, there was softness and rigidity, and there was joy and there was bitterness. More than ever before, he noticed himself hiding deep inside, wrapped in layers of untouchable weakness, but he preferred it now.

Xiao Song leaned his head against Valjen's belly and enjoyed the thoughtful service of his wife.

“Xiao Xiaozhi, I find you have the potential to die drunk and gentle.” Valjen put on his outer robe sleeve and laughed at him.

“What's wrong with Hopper's red face?” Xiao Song whispered a little sleepy.

Valentine looked at him with disdain, "What do you occupy when you are proud of dry clouds, bright and bright, and lifting kilos? ”

“Nothing, but I'm sure Big King loves his woman.” Xiao Song reached out and held Valjen's waist. He rubbed it against her chest. Before Valjen was ashamed and angry, he jumped decisively, "I'm leaving first! ”

He stared angrily at him and put on his shoes under the hallway. When he left, he turned back and blinked at her, and then took care of his coat and walked out of the yard as if he were steady as usual.

Valjen couldn't help but smile and said to herself, “You can pretend. ”

Valjen most dislikes the hypocrite, but today she always feels that she treats Xiao Song differently than others. Perhaps because of the word "trust”, he is willing to remove the disguise in front of her, so his disguise is not difficult to accept.

“Ma'am, Lang Jun hasn't cleansed her face yet.” Green came in with water at night, frowned and whispered, “If the other people knew, they would say that Longjun disrespected his ancestors. ”

Van Yanguan, I'm sure Xiao Song will solve this by himself. He is also a filial person, not to mention he won't leave the handle to others to talk.

“Leave him alone and brush my hair.” Valjen handed the comb to Night Green.

After brushing, Valjen asked to go to the temple to find out. The news came back not unexpectedly to Valjen, but also to make her shush. Spring still prefers to die.

I found it strange in her face. She told me all about the spring reaction, and I really found it slightly niggardly - her attitude was clearly stronger than yesterday's!

Yesterday spring when Xiao Song came to hear that her family had been handed over to the government, she was shocked, scared, fresh in her memory. Why didn't she reveal anything after one night?

As a person, Valen thinks she is still a decisive person. If she is in this situation today in the spring, her loved ones' lives are at stake, and I fear it will be difficult to make up her mind just one night.

“Who else is at home in the spring?” Valjen asked the servant of the family.

The waiter bowed his head and replied, "There are her father, stepmother, two half-brothers of the same father. ”

Valentine's jaw, let Green reward the waiter with some money.

Other people's lives are always worse than their own. Van is now somewhat similar to Spring. She shares the Gao family. It must not be easy to think in spring. If Spring's father is also like a revelation, why should he think all day and night if he abandons?

However, in the spring, it was honest and honest, and the ancients believed that the body's hair was the result of parents. Even if there was no nurturing love, there was also a natural gift, which must have influenced the decision in the spring.

Shortly after noon, Xiao Song returned from the temple.

After he finished his lunch, Valjen asked, "How did it go? ”

“Still refuses to say that people are temporarily held in shrines.” Xiao Songton stayed, rinsed his mouth, and took the pastry handed over late Green and wiped the water stain on his lips, "he continued,“ But the man who came to the private party last night and spring was really Xirong. ”

Valjen did not answer, waiting for him to continue.

“Xirong went out yesterday, but did not bring any waiter. I ordered someone to go to the tavern where he usually used to go and find the changed clothes. He told me that the cabinet was to be thrown away, but when he saw the clothes, he hid them. They had pine incense on them, and the shoes were stained with red mud from the back mountain.” Xiao Song leaned back against his back and sighed comfortably in his breath, “and then nothing happened to me. ”

“You don't want to go in the water and touch the fish?” Valjen sipped a sip of tea and looked at him.

Xiao Song smiled lightly, “The water is too cloudy to see the fish. I don't want to go down and get wet first. ”

Sometimes the case is too complicated, but Xiao Song always knows when to catch the "fish” while the water gets messier.

If you think about it, you can see that the body of team leader Xiao Xiao is obviously less than a day. After these days of exhaustion, everyone also saw that his physical condition can no longer hold the weight of the clan. At this time, it is not Xiao Song who should be in a hurry, but the person who is the chief of the clan.

“Kowloon!” Liu Qingsong came in with a gust of wind.

Van Yan was somewhat surprised. Liu Qingsong has been guarding beside Madame and Ling Xiang's grave for a few days. It has been a long time. Today he suddenly “lively” again, and for what reason?

“Kowloon, Chang 'an has news that His Majesty may be about to take it.” A few years before Liu Qingsong rushed to Xiao Song, his voice was low and hurried.

Xiao Song looked at him and whispered, "Who? ”

Liu Qingsong did not answer, only looked at Xiao Song with his eyes. That means clearly: you.

“How sure are you of your news?” Xiao Song could not help blaming himself for his recent neglect of the news on Chang 'an's side. He has been a little tired lately. Otherwise, Liu Qingsong can hear the news, and he cannot hear the wind.

Van Yan only saw Liu Qingsong's description at this time. His face was full of blue beard. He didn't know that his gray filial clothes had been washed for a few days, and his knees were gray.

Man is such a complex creature. Xiao Songming is a strong man, almost a copper-walled iron wall. He can encounter this other blow of life and death. Inevitably, there will be some depression and neglect. Liu Qingsong missed the old, so weak that he needed to deceive himself with various stories. But at this moment, he is unusually sober.

Braun looked deeply at Xiao Song, heartfelt, sadness should still be exhaled.

She was just thinking about it, so a small page came to ask Xiao Song. Said Changan came to the angel. (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.)