The Tang Dynasty’s Female Forensic Doctor

The two men turned their backs and each wore their clothes in silence, the atmosphere seemed a little heavy.

“I'm sorry.” Dujiang is off the road.

“Yes, you should pay the bride a gift under.” Sung Chen was ashamed of himself, he remembered that he had touched his body, "he would go to Du Fu to ask for family when he went out. ”

As Liu Qingsong said, Sung Chen will surely take responsibility once he has a skin affinity. But she wasn't happy at all.

Sang Chen is a person who, once certain things have been determined, will not return to life. If he decides that he has nothing to do with the Choi Corporation, no matter how low the Choi Corporation's attitude is, he thinks so every day for 20 years; if he decides that he likes Yan for the rest of his life, so no matter how things change, he will persevere in believing that he will always like her.

But he doesn't understand. If people can do that, why should they say so?

“Maybe I was wrong.” Dujiang muttered. Shouldn't she have more luxury waiting for him for the rest of her life? At least better than ever, previous generations could only face endless waiting, and this life could occasionally look at him.

She's too greedy to have more.

“It was a mistake.” Sang Chen drowned in his head and stubborn.

Dujiang turned away and looked at him. Under the moonlight, his handsome face still had some trendy, heartbreaking waves that had not retreated.

“Mr. Chang Anfei doesn't marry many women, why does he condone me alone?” Dujiang asked with a smile.

Tang Dynasty ran away from the women, and Dujiang was far from home. Sang Chen seemed gentle, but once he touched the bottom line, he only spoke courtesy, how many people came to throw a hug, Sang Chen refused to speak righteously, and drowned his scolded dog's blood and left crying. Only when Dujiang leaves to look for him will he flee in desolation.

Du Jiang Li looked at him with a sweaty head. He smiled and wiped his head with his sleeve. "Sir, would you like to go to the river and wash it again? ”

Sang Chen tried to escape, but her body was still there, leaving her to wipe it.

“You don't know, I had a dream before. In my dreams, I was married, and my husband was a powerful general, defending my country. I often imagine him, breaking my fingers and counting when he will return from the battlefield. Then the court sent someone to tell me that he was dead in battle. I was heartbroken, but proud.” Dujiang sat on his knees, his face against his knees, his head crooked and looked at Sun Chen, "I couldn't bear to expose him to the wilderness and took his servant to the battlefield to pick it up. I heard others say that it was already a broken limb, besides I had never seen him before, but somehow I believed that as long as I saw him, I would recognize him! Even broken limbs. ”

“And then what?” Sung Chen listened to Du Jiang Li, temporarily forgetting the embarrassment of just now, and looked up at her.

“Then I lost my foot and fell off the cliff, under your feet, hey.” Du Jiang Li knew it was a little ridiculous, but it did happen that way.

Dujiang left Sung Chen's face full of confusion and smiled. "The first time I saw you, I thought I'd found him. ”

It was a wonderful feeling that Ming Sangchen was just a scholar, but Du Jiang Li thought this was the person she was looking for. Sometimes she wonders if she sees him herself and deliberately seeks an excuse to allow herself to get involved with him.

But now she seriously regrets that this matter, which seems to have pushed Sang Chen to despair, may live his whole life in self-reproach and pain.

“In fact..." Dujiang approached Sangchen and lowered his voice. “I am not a Dujia woman at all. ”

Sang Chen stunned for a moment.

“I'm a fox on this mountain. Have you ever heard of a fox who lives a hundred years and can be transformed into a human being?” Dujiang left to say that he was a lonely wild ghost, but was afraid he'd faint. At least the fox is a living thing.

“Liar.” Sang Chen doesn't believe it.

“If I were a human being, how could I fall so high that I wouldn't die?” Dujiang is serious.

Sang Chen looked at her and said half-heartedly, "Really? ”

“Really, and I'm leaving in a few days, and I like you, so I want you to take me back.” Dujiang took hold of his hand, "he said," I'm not a fox, so it doesn't matter if I touch it. Half a month ago, I saw you touch the rabbit. ”

“But rabbits are not pussies.” Sung Chen frowned and felt the soft hand in her hand, and her heart twisted. Does that take advantage of her?

“I was just jealous to see you touch the rabbit.” Dujiang slipped inches away into his arms, "I also saw you hugging the rabbit. ”

Sung Chen lowered his head and saw Du Jiang leaving the drum, looking jealous. Really like a lovely little fox, he said, "I saw it in a miscellaneous book once, saying that a fox can become a human being. ”

He said, his eyes fell on her drummed chest, and he hurried not to start, “Better turn into a fox. ”

“I can't change myself.” Dujiang thought about it, "you kiss me and I can change, don't believe you try. ”

Sang Chen was suspicious. He felt that there was no reason for Dujiang to lie to him, so he bowed his head. The dragonfly dipped a little water on her lips and stared at her. "Why not...”

The voice didn't go down, the back neck ached, and people suddenly fainted.

“It's simple.” Dujiang smiled away, carefully helped him put on his clothes, then carried him back, "he sank. ”

She walked, sideways, “Lang Jun, I've lost my way. To this point, I can't live with my own sins. I ruined my own path, but I don't regret it... At first, I always felt too thin to be treated like a god, but after tonight, I felt satisfied. ”

Dujiang's father, who left his previous life as a sentencing officer, always liked to sneak around when his father went everywhere to close the case. Every time he remembered, he was afraid. Since it was difficult to stop him, he asked her to teach him some defensive kung fu. It just so happens that this body used by Dujiang would have been armed and in good health, so there is no problem carrying Sangchen.

After sending Sang Chen back to the house quietly, Dujiang carefully cleaned up the marks she had left behind and changed her clothes, she wrote a farewell letter and went over the wall into the temple.

The monks who had sprung up the full temple handed the letter to the abbot of the Temple of Mercy. Told him to give it to the Doo family.

The monastery was not convenient to retain female guests, and the abbot temporarily placed Dujiang away from the place where he would receive the incense guests during the normal period beside the monastery.

In the second half of the night, Dujiang snuck out and returned to the mountain forest.

She sat by the water before Sung Chen for a long time before heading up the mountain. She actually knows the way here, the owner of this body, who often plays here, and she has some impressions in her mind.

By the time we climbed to the top of the mountain, there was already a little light in the east.

The mountain breeze on the cliff hunted, Dujiang Li carefully recalled that she had explained everything, and all traces were erased. Except Liu Qingsong, no one would know that she was with Sang Chen tonight. (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.)