The Dreamer in the Spring Boudoir

When Ji Man turned back, he saw the old-fashioned milk-stricken bride squatting, and some of them were helpless: "How come you come, don't you worry about the young master?"

This milkmaid is recommended by the oldest generation of women in the government. The person is reliable, just gave birth to a child, and there are many milks. Every day, she is still in the same position, and Jiman is still very reassured.

"I just can't sleep in the middle of the night, get up and see." She said: "This child has been crying in the middle of the night, but today there is no sound."

The milk girl paused and walked over and touched her face. She frowned and said: "Hey, this is a high fever. The slaves only got out and solved their problems. How come... Hey, the slaves called the doctor. ”

Jiman heard the words, his heart also hanged up, followed by touching his nephew's face, how could a small child suffer such a crime?

Li Dafu came over the night and was not late, and Mo Yuhou was also woken up. A group of people surrounded the bed and waited for the result.

“Is the young master recently eating something that is not clean?” Li Zixiu frowned. “The room is very warm. If you take care of it, there will be no problem.”

Ning Yuxuan looked at Jiman and Jiman looked at the milkmaid.

The milk girl hurriedly shook her head: "The slaves only feed the young master every day, and the rest are not fed."

"The baby will usually eat the milk of the mother, and will not touch other things." Jiman frowned: "Is it a seasonal cold... I mean cold?"

"It's not like the heat of cold hair." Dr. Li shook his head.

Ning Yuxuan took the child over and touched the face of the red apple, silent.

"Master." The wick ran in and frowned. "Wenyan girl is looking outside."

At this time, the top of the moon, it is already three nights, how can Wenyu come over? Jiman raised his eyebrows and looked at Ning Yuxuan. He whispered: "You let her in."

Wen Yan’s head ran in, and his bedclothes were covered with a cloak. He was not afraid of cold. He once hugged the children of Mo Yuhuai’s arms, and he still had tears in his eyes: “I dreamed that my nephew was crying. Woke up in the middle of the night, what happened to you? Why is the face so hot?"

Dr. Li whispered on one side: "The young master is very hot, and it is best for the girl to put him on the bed, don't hold it."

Wen Yan’s tears fell down at once, and I didn’t listen to Li Zixiu’s words. When I hugged my child, I slammed it down: “Hou, this is the heart of the nephew. How can you be so heartbroken, let you The flesh and blood suffers here?"

She is crying so badly that it is true enough. Jiman looked at him with a slight movement, not to mention the stranger who had been sitting in her heart.

"You get up first, the child will inevitably get sick, what do you cry like?"

Wen Yan with tears, mourning and eagerly said: "Yu Xuan, the children are like this, don't you feel bad? I am his biological mother, who will never harm him, why don't you let me raise? child?"

Ning Yixuan at this time, if you answer a sentence, your identity is not enough, then Wen Wei will definitely ask, why not promote her position? The old lady is gone, he is the biggest in this house!

However, the big tail wolf of Mo Yuhou will not answer that. He just gently lifted the person up and wiped her tears away: "I am also good at deaf children. In the sang, he will not be wronged."

"It's all sick, isn't it wronged?" Wen Yan blushes, holding the child and not letting go. My nephew was probably uncomfortable, and even after a fever, I finally cried.

The atmosphere of the whole house instantly became the flesh and blood of Jiman and Mo Yuhou in the living and unspoiled family.

Jiman went up two steps, sighed and pulled Mo Yuhou back with a gentle hand, and gently held the road: "Hou, I’m looking at my sister’s sister and crying poorly. It’s better to The nephew gave it back to her, and saved her from resentment and grabbed her child."

Wen Yan looked at her with a grin.

Ning Yuxuan paused and shook his head: "The wick went down to pick up the medicine, and Dr. Li followed and looked at it. When the young master finished drinking, the nurse would continue to take care of it here."

“钰轩!” Wen Yan’s big eyes: “I’m begging you like this, are you willing to return the child to me?”

Mo Yuhou had a headache. Finally, there was no way to pull Wen Hao up and hand the child to Jiman. Then she glared at her and whispered: "Why are you so stupid?"

Wen Yan looked at him with red eyes.

"Your child is the three sons in this house, don't you know?" Ning Yuxuan looked at her deeply: "Is there something wrong with my mother?"

Wen Yan stunned, looking at Ning Yuxuan's eyes, suddenly seemed to understand what.

He still loves her, right? Just want to make a future for the children, so let the children follow the room?

However, she always felt unwilling, and the children who had finally gotten it were given to Nie Sangyu...

Mo Yuhou patted her shoulder, Wen sighed and felt that she understood the good intentions of Yan Xuan. She shouldn’t be so noisy. She didn’t love her, but changed her way for her...

Sometimes a woman is such an animal that will comfort herself. Ning Yuxuan did not say anything at all. Just like this, Wen Yu took all of his next brain.

And this single-minded thought that the male owner loves his female lord is so foolishly convinced that she has never thought about it. If Jiman has a child in the future, what should her child do?

After making such a game, nothing went back and went back. Wen Wei also sent a message to the palace and said good things for Ning Yuxuan.

Mo Yuhou is like a silly and lovely woman, like Nie Sangqi, it is too difficult to deal with.

Wen Hao is not troubled, but the poor nephew is sick for several days. Ji Man has been taking care of him, and he almost never recovered.

When I finally let out a sigh of relief, Ning Mingjie came to the non-night club with Jinser and brought back a bad news.

Thousands of pity snow died.

The first reaction of Tyman is that she is swindling. How is it possible? There are countless secrets hidden behind it, and even the ones who have made themselves seriously ill to turn over, how could they die so quietly?

"She committed suicide by taking poison." Jinsei said with a faint voice: "When the case was detected, when she had not had time to confront her, the slave went to her yard and found that she died in bed, and the poison bottle was on her own. In the hand, the light bamboo is gone."

Jiman couldn't digest at the moment, but Ning Mingjie said, "There is a burden, but the case was discovered by another adult in the Criminal Department. It is also true."

What is the truth?

Jiman followed them to the Qianfu, and Qian Yingchen was kneeling in front of the room with thousands of cherished snow. The people who had funeral ceremonies were giving makeup to the dead, and buried them for three days.

The door is open, but the average person does not dare to go in. Ji Man was not afraid of the ghosts, nor did he care more about a dead person, so he went in with Ning Mingjie.

“Why is it self-defeating?” she asked.

Thousands of Pity Snow lay on the bed, and the clothes on the body were well dressed.

"There is no trace of struggling, and according to the next person, when Qian Shixue was sick, he did not wear a skirt. When he died, he was dressed well, and the medicine bottle was in his hand, so the judgment was self-sufficient."

Jiman glanced at him. Qian Shixue was unable to use rouge gouache because he was weak. He could only use her cream. Now that the person is gone, someone has used her thick rouge gouache to make her face look gorgeous.

Her funerary was slowly tidying up, and Timman glanced inadvertently, and saw a dragon-shaped jade.

I didn't pay much attention to it. The atmosphere in the house was not very good. Jiman didn't dare to stay too much. He quitted after a thousand rituals.

The deceased is big.

When I walked to the yard, I saw another adult in the criminal department that Ning Mingjie said. He wrote down the guilt of Qianshi Xue and was looking at Mo Yuhou.

Ning Yuxuan's face is particularly ugly, and it is ugly to see that Ji Man is very curious about what he wrote.

"Look, let's see." He glanced at her and handed him over.

Jiman quickly picked it up.

The dense little words are mixed with some incomprehensible traditional ones, but the general reading is no problem. Jiman finished reading and his mood is very heavy.

Should this adult be a young boy? In the three cases, in such a short period of time, he actually found all the evidence, and it was the evidence of the person’s evidence. Even the shackles that gave birth to her were found several times, and all the guilts were all guilty. Under.

Ghosts and babies are tossed by thousands of pity, and the abortions of the people in the house are tossed by thousands of sorrows. Even if her children are exchanged, it is also a thousand sorrows.

The evidence is too full, and the three headless cases that everyone thought were in his hands, but they were all accidentally resolved.

This person surnamed Fan, from now on, the folks call him Fan Qingtian.

Jiman looked at the mature and stable Fan Daren in his thirties. He was arching his hand at Mo Yuhou, and he looked like a man, but it made people feel a little fake.

A man who hides a lot of secrets, somehow died, and all the crimes fell on her head. In modern TV dramas, it is definitely a ghost.

Although it is reasonable to read the above, all the evidence indicates that Qian Shixue is the murderer. But Jiman suddenly wants to know who is the master behind her?

The big case was broken, but the child could not find it back. Because Qian Shixue was already dead, no one knew where she sent Nie Sangqi’s child.

Qian Yingchen was affected and was lowered by the emperor and dispatched to Xuzhou.

Ning Yixuan was silent for a long time, pulling Jiman’s hand back.

"Is that Fan Daren yours?" Jiman whispered such a sentence.

Mo Yuhou faintly said: "What is my person, he is the court person."

Fan Tianxing, who has been silent in the criminal department and has not been noticed by him, suddenly took the lead and solved all the problems.

Say:

I have to adjust my mood recently, so I won’t look at everyone’s comments. I will get back my rhythm and talk to everyone. Any questions can be asked in the group. bow. In addition, I have to make up the class tomorrow. I don’t know beforehand. The remedial course is the same as the normal class, so I can only have four more. Let’s understand that the qaq update is late and give a temporary red envelope.

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