The Tang Dynasty’s Female Forensic Doctor

Chapter 422

The windows are wide open on all sides of the Gazette. The surrounding archers have arrows on the strings, but because the Prince is in there, he can only be on guard at all times and ready for opportunity.

The sound of the Qingling Spirit came out.

Everyone pauses at the same time. The song comes out, everything knows spring, the wind is fading, and you can rejoice in the glorious early spring view, it's easy and bright.

As if this winter had passed, there would soon be a spring for all things to grow. From such a song, anyone can hear the hope in the heart of the player, as if he had taken despair and seen the light of hope.

“That Anjin... Alas!” Xie Jing sighed softly.

Anjin's art is unique. When he was still in the church, he was a very good young man.

His face doesn't understand this, but his heart feels he plays well. A person who is not too old, is very talented, resourceful, strong in martial arts… These are not the love of God for him, but the constant motivation and perseverance of his efforts when he is in adversity.

Huh?

The music stopped, followed by a loud bang in the gazebo.

It is conceivable that the violinist broke the violin without warning.

Floral array, in the cold palace, Li Chengqian was tied to the side of the soft couch and looked at the ground full of broken wood and strings with amazement.

Ann walked to the soft bed with her sword and cut the rope that binds Li Seung-dry. She stuffed her sword in his hand, “Give you a chance to kill me. ”

Li Cheng dropped his sword drastically and grabbed his hand. “Anjin, stop messing around. ”

“Let go of your hand.” Anjin looked at him cold, “your touch only made me feel sick! ”

“Anjin...” Li Chenggan slowly loosened his hand. It's not that he doesn't understand the situation, he's just afraid to face it.

“You have given me unlimited forgiveness and unlimited rights, but Your Highness, I just want me to be good. I am still a man. I can get out of my family with my own efforts, marry a wife in my home, raise all my eyebrows, and pass on the incense of my family!” Anjin's eyes were red without a tear.

His tears were long gone.

That thing was a nightmare that could never be lifted. Every night he could dream of himself fainting unexpectedly in the church. A few days after he fell asleep, he had lost something on him.

He tried to commit suicide on several occasions, but was kept under close guard. He could do martial arts, but in that case, he could not do anything but feel that his world had collapsed instantly and that it was all hopeless. He has been secretly practicing martial arts and reading for dozens of times the hardships of ordinary people, yet all his efforts, at this moment, are completely lost and meaningless.

As Van said, in despair, choosing to live requires greater courage. Be careful to support yourself with resentment and despair.

Li Seung-dry looked at the quiet but seemed already hysterical and painful. He doesn't like male style, he never even tries to touch another man in the past, and when you think about it, it's very contradictory, he's just, the person he's in love with, just happens to be a man.

On numerous occasions he fantasized about and felt safe with his skin, yet never forced. His love, to this day, is purely free from a hint of lust.

So humble, asking only the man he loves, the one who understands him, to be able to keep walking with him until he turns white.

But at this moment, Li Seung-dry's hopes were as shattered as Anjin's harp.

An Zheng looked at him and smiled slightly, no different than before.

Until now, Li Chenggan understood that the gentleness, the laughter, was all an illusion, Ann hated him, and only hatred.

When the people below felt they couldn't afford it anymore, He Temple was telling people to shout.

A polite guard said, "Peace be upon you! Let the prince go, you're dead! ”

Ang Jing was picking up a few wines and pouring the wine in the altar. When he heard this, he laughed loudly. He laughed until his hands poured the wine was a little unstable, and the wine was splashed full.

The prick, the prick, sounded, but it was the wood on which the wine corroded.

“Alcohol!” Li Chenggan shouted and wanted to take it. But he never knew that Anjin would do martial arts, and avoiding him was easy.

Anjin carried the wine bowl with her hand and walked towards the window with her hand.

Li Chenggan knew there was an archer down there and immediately followed him. He shouted out to the people down there, “No arrows! Those who dare to open arrows will be convicted of murder! ”

Anjin appeared in the window, it was a great time, but the archers were shocked by Li Chenggan's words and dared not shoot easily.

Several archers were very close to Xiao Song. He flew fast and let Li Chengqian go. He was best not to die, but it was more convenient to die. With his words, he could relieve himself of his responsibilities in front of the emperor. After all, the emperor could never say that Li Chengqian was abandoned. As long as Li Chengqian was still a prince, what he said counted.

He looked up and saw the security of the robe leaning against the window. He was comfortable holding a bottle of wine and looked down at his feathers and arrows, as if he were a stunning man with a view of the scenery.

“Whole body? Who can give me the whole body?” Ann smiled coldly.

“Anjin, don't drink, don't drink.” Li Seung Gan seems to be talking to Anjin, or muttering to himself.

However, in his voice, Ann looked up and drank up a bottle of wine and raised her hand and poured herself another glass.

Li Seung-dry jumped over like crazy, but he was quick, like an eagle falcon, flying down the attic.

A moment in his face, he secretly guessed what he was going to do, and immediately said to Xiao Songdao, "He knows martial arts and his kung fu is not low. ”

Xiao Song immediately shouted, “Be careful, criminals have martial arts! ”

At a moment when Anjin had fallen, his face clearly saw his lips bent, and his spiritual face was instantly like a demon.

With a whisper, he threw the drink in his hand at the archer, and the cold flashed in front of him, shaking his long sword from his wide sleeve, killing him like a ghost.

Bows and arrows are highly destructive within a certain distance. They are bullied into close proximity by a master like Anjing, and are almost exclusively slaughtered.

Just in the blink of an eye, there's a bloody storm down there.

Blood fell on his undyed cloth robe, blooming a red plum.

“Bow and arrow.” Xiao Songdao.

Someone immediately presented a bow, three feather arrows. His face was slightly lipless and he never uttered a word. Although sad, Ann cannot let more innocent people die tragically at his hands.

Xiao Song put the feather arrow on the bow, seized the timing, a loud and broken voice, the feather arrow approached the security like electricity, but was swept down by the blade. Immediately, the second feather arrow had been forced to the chest. The poison drank by the security guard had begun to seize. He could sweep the feather arrow and rub it against the side of his ribs. However, the third arrow had the momentum of broken stone. He still had time to lift the sword in the future, and it had been fixed into his chest!

These three arrows are false and pressing, and even if they have not been poisoned, they are unlikely to be avoided.

Li Chenggan, who had just run off from the Gazette, saw Anjin's face. Despite the arrows and arrows, he rushed in irreversibly. (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.)