The Crazy Forensic Doctor Consort

At this time, the voice was heard around.

"It seems that the rumors outside are really true, the three lords, there are children."

"Look at the face of the Moon Haijun master, it is almost black."

"Why do the three lords have to take this child with him? Isn't it a scorpion, or is it brought back? The mother doesn't know anyone, but how can he be so pampered? If anyone marries in the future, how can it be good? It’s not easy to be a man’s mother, but if it’s an ordinary nephew, it’s a favor, but I don’t know how to be the next three kings.

The two ladies who spoke at the Zhou family seat next to the Liu family seat, the two of them sang together, and said that the voice was not loud, but Liu Wei’s position was just close to the two, and he heard it clearly. .

Wen Yan, Liu Wei looked up again and looked at Rong Ling.

The man is a mysterious robes, and his body is extraordinary. His strong waist is covered with a long sword. The body of the sword is black and the bustling lines on the scabbard are like some kind of totem left by the ancients.

This sword, Liu Wei has seen it many times, but not once, like this, I look so carefully.

Or from this point of view, this man, with this sword so matched, has seen a huge difference from what he saw in the past.

Liu Wei took back his gaze and knew that he couldn't read it anymore. Although he didn't know why, Liu Wei felt subconsciously, and then, it would be awful.

After a while, the men arrived, and the Prince and the Queen invited Ann, and they stepped forward and sat down on the seat next to the Queen.

Others are sitting under different eaves under the guidance of eunuchs.

After sitting down, the Queen asked the Prince: "What about your five brothers?"

Prince Edward said: "Drink too much, let him rest for a while."

The Queen’s face is not good: “Do you let him get drunk? Don’t know what day is it today?”

After the prince looked at his mother, he glanced at the female niece below and said: "Whether he comes or not, the mother is not chosen early, can't come, what is the difference?"

The Queen’s eyebrows were turned to look at his son, but the Prince had turned his eyes and looked away.

I don’t know if the Queen is illusory. I always feel that the Prince’s words are only a bit of resentment.

The emperor sank and suddenly asked: "How is Yal?"

The Prince said faintly: "These days have been better, but the fetal position is somewhat unstable. Too doctors say it is not appropriate."

"This is the first child she is pregnant with, you have to spend more time with her."

The prince said casually: "When today is not about family matters, the mother will start soon."

The queen turned his eyes and looked at the people below. Finally, he fell on Liu Xiaoli and frowned. "How did he bring the child?"

The prince did not speak, picked up the teacup on the side and drank the tea.

The queen twisted his eyebrows and glanced at his son. He sighed and said to the next one: "This is the time for the meeting, and the flowers are blooming. Every girl is a person who loves flowers. It is not necessary to start this flower." ”

When the Queen spoke, he raised his hand to the tree.

The tree shrews picking a sweet-scented osmanthus from the bottom and handing it to the queen's palm.

The queen sniffed the flower to the tip of her nose and nodded. "When it is really cinnamon, then someone can make a poem for this sweet-scented osmanthus, and don't lick it. It's a flower."

When the Queen’s voice fell, he began to whisper and began to whisper. Finally, a man with a jade face blue robe stood up and said: “If you don’t, you will give a ugly one, and you will also look at the Queen’s mother.”

The queen raised his hand and motioned that he could start.

The son looked up at the surrounding laurel trees, sniffing the flowers in the air, his eyes blurred, as if immersed in the sea of ​​flowers, slowly said: "Suxiang 袅 袅 , , 娇 娇 娇 娇 娇 娇 , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , Why is it bright?"

The voice fell, and there was a burst of applause around.

The queen handed the cassia twig to the tree raft, and the tree scorpion took it, holding the cassia twig, and went down to the son to bring the cassia twig.

The blue robe took the osmanthus and sniffed it on the tip of his nose. He said: "It is a gift from the Queen's Empress. Then, when I am down, I will use the flowers to offer Buddha. I am anxious to ask this aunt to give this flower to Miss Zhou Jia."

Sitting next to Liu Wei, Miss Zhou Jiaji, heard a smile, apparently knowing the son, the tree will send the flowers, and Miss Zhou Jiaji will put the flowers under the eyes of envy On the case, the face was flushed.

The blue robe sat down and the smug colors in his eyes slowly overflowed.

In fact, when you are sitting on so many people, who will not improvise poetry? But he is fast, regardless of whether the poem is doing well, but in the end, he took the lead, and he also got a queen's eye.

This is worth it.

The blue robe son thought so, and looked at the Miss Zhou Jia, thinking that with this situation, his family would like to give a kiss to Zhou Jia, it would be easy.

His family is a few lower than the Zhou family. If he wants to be high, he will have to plan more.

Yu Wenxin was also a bit of interest in this moment. She said in Liu Wei’s ear: "My sister, I also have a poem here. Do you want me to go up and read?"

Although there was a man who had read poetry in front, but the woman did not, Yu Wenxin was somewhat ashamed, and I wonder if it should be up to the limelight.

In fact, today, so many women gather, even if it is not for the sake of marriage, one does not want to be compared to others, rushing to rush, but also the one who is the most into the eyes of the Queen.

Liu Wei did not know that Yu Wenxin asked her what to do, missed it when she missed it, and didn’t want to read it.

However, Yu Wenxin is a tangled temper, and only one song can be tossed for such a long time. Liu Wei said: "Your poem, read it to me."

Yu Wenqian heard it next to him, pulling the sleeves of Wen Minxin, reminding Wen Minxin not to say.

Where can I read my own poems to outsiders? If she finished her reading, Liu Wei would rise up and read it herself. If this is the limelight, isn’t it a perfect person?

However, Yu Wenxin is actually not good at poetry, so she is not afraid of others stealing, and she trusts Liu Wei, she will return to her sleeves, regardless of her aunt, and read Liu Wei to the poem.

After Wen Minxin finished reading, Yu Wenqian’s face was black, and his face was wary, and he was afraid of Liu Wei’s thoughts.

Liu Wei did not care about Wen Qian’s careful eyes, but only reminiscent of Wen Minxin’s poem, and he thought about it, and he would not be able to kill people!

Liu Wei will not make poetry, but Liu Wei knows a little about Chinese classical literature. Therefore, although Liu Wei does not make poetry, he is a poet.

Qingyun is not a real ancient China, that is, there are no historical dynasties in the Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties. Of course, there are no historical celebrities, and there are no masterpieces.

In Liu Wei’s voice, Yu Wenmin’s verse is rougher than that of the blue robe. The little daughter’s meaning is too bright and difficult to be elegant, but the trust in Yu Wenxin’s eyes is too heavy. Liu Wei can’t bear it. Criticism is too much.

While Liu Wei was slightly entangled, Liu Yao was also doing his best to make poems, but Liu Yao couldn’t make it out, and just happened to hear Yu Wenxin’s work, and the eyes were bright, and Huo Ran got up, facing the queen in front. Niangniang said: "The maiden, the little girl has one, and the girl is tasting one or two."