The Prince Regent’s Violent Medical Consort

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Zi An laughed: "If it is Wednesday's home, I really want to see his children."

Murong Jie remembered what she looked like when she heard the speech on Wednesday. Her eyes were clearly envious, and she couldn't help feeling ashamed of her.

Holding her soft hand, she whispered, "Okay, let's ask in the past."

The two came down from the mountain, so when they entered the village, they entered the village from the back of the mountain. They didn't see the name of the village.

Murong Jie knew how many villages there were nearby, and he remembered the names of the villages, but he had never been here, so I did n’t know what the village was. After falling, all the households lit the lights, the wind was very light, and the smoke was curling up. Zi An looked at it, and only felt the lights of the Wanjia, indescribably comfortable and quiet, and heard the barking of the dogs far away, both sides of the village road The house was lying quietly, and the voice of the father reprimanding his son came out in the courtyard

When the peace came down.

"If we can ignore everything, just come here to live our own lives, how nice." Zi An sighed.

Murong Jie's hands were tighter and he said, "Yes."

He looked up and his eyes were dark, he could not see his emotions.

Suddenly, there was a scream in front, followed by the sound of hurried steps.

Murong Jie and Zi An glanced at each other and hurried towards the place where the sound came out.

It was a hut, a small courtyard was built, and a middle-aged maid came out with a panicked expression. There was also a scream in her mouth, shouting "Dead man, dead man", which attracted the neighbors to come and visit.

Zi An and Murong Jie looked in and saw a pile of broken eggs in the yard, and the basket was swirling beside.

Looking in a little more, I saw that blood shed all around the chai house, and a woman with a tall belly fell on the ground.

Zi An and Murong Jie were shocked and rushed in.

The pregnant woman cut her neck with a kitchen knife and died of excessive blood loss. About half an hour after her death, the blood-stained kitchen knife fell to the side.

Murong Jie looked at Xianzi An, and Zi An shook his head palely, "cut off."

It was chopped towards the large artery in his neck. There was too much blood loss, and death would come soon, with little pain.

"How could this be? How could this be? What about Wednesday?"

A voice rang out from the crowd. Murong Jie looked over and saw an old man trembling with shock.

Zi An was shocked, "Wednesday?"

This is Wednesday's wife?

God, look at the belly, it is indeed almost ready.

Murong Jie suddenly took Zi'an's hand, dragged it backwards, pulled out the scar cable on Zi'an's arm, and raised his hand forward, and the scar cable tied a viper back.

Everyone was horrified, "Five-step snake?"

The snake was entangled in the scars and struggled a few times, then he lost his breath.

Murong Jie took off the lantern from the yard and took a picture of the firewood room. He saw a man lying on the firewood stack.

Everyone gasped, it was Wednesday!

Zi An's face was pale, and he couldn't believe that a person who was still alive half an hour ago died suddenly.

Murong Jie checked it. On Wednesday, he was bitten by a venomous snake. There were still marks on the venomous teeth, and the wound was black.

"I was bitten by a poisonous snake!" Murong said with a deep voice.

Zi An has seen many dead people, whether in past or present life, and has seen a lot. Especially, after experiencing the tragedy of Wolf Tail Mountain, she feels that there is nothing to shock her.

However, looking at the Wednesday sister-in-law who died of her husband and died on Wednesday, she only felt cold all over her body.

Why is this so?

Today I also heard Wednesday planning his future. It is clear that this is a path in front of him that is hard but at least happy to see hope, but after half an hour, everything stopped.

She didn't know how she left the village.

His ears buzzed, and I just remembered that before I left, I heard Murong Jie instructing people to go to the Guan Mansion and find Qian Zuo.

On the official road, she saw the carriage waiting by the road, and she also saw Xiaosun coming up, with obvious worry on Xiaosun's face.

Murong Jie hugged her up, and she suddenly felt that the sky was turning, her eyes turned black, and the voice in her ears suddenly sharpened. She heard Murong Jie shouting in panic, "Zi An!"

Everything is unknown.

She fell into a dream.

The identity is reversed, the seventh is Wednesday, and she is the wife of Wednesday.

She was pregnant, and Lao Qi came back from chopping wood from outside, kissed her belly, and then told her tenderly that she was going to cook for her.

She sat happily in the hall, stroking her abdomen, dreaming about the future.

Don't know if the child is a boy or a girl? What's the name? What will the child do in the future?

She thought about it all at once, but she was happy after all, with a happy smile between her eyebrows.

The old seven did not come back after cooking for a long time. Normally at this time, he was ready to come in.

She yelled outside the door, "Old Seven!"

No one answered.

Her voice was loud, and the seventh should be heard.

However, he did not answer.

She stood up, put her hands on her abdomen and walked out slowly to the kitchen, but she saw that Lao Qi was lying on the woodpile, and she had lost her breath.

She saw the kitchen knife, and the seventh one made mushroom bone soup tonight. That kitchen knife was bone-chopping.

There was a voice reverberating in my head. Seventh old is dead. What am I still alive for?

She picked up the kitchen knife and chopped it across her neck.

Blood splattered out and spilled across the floor. She saw the wound and the wound on her neck.

Zi An opened his eyes violently, but saw Lao Qi sitting haggardly in her face, worried.

"Lao Qi!" Zi An struggled to get up, grabbed his hand, and exclaimed: "No, the sister-in-law on Wednesday was not suicide, she was killed."

Murong looked at her softly and calmly said: "Are you having a nightmare? Don't be afraid."

"No, no," Zi An was very anxious and had a lot of doubts in her stomach, but she didn't know what to say.

Not self-satisfied. In a dream, she picked up a kitchen knife, cut off her neck artery, and cut it backhand. The knife edge will extend from the back, and the knife drop will be slightly lighter. However, she has seen the wound on Wednesday. Very well, it was a sharp knife, and the edge of the knife was harder.

It was cut down by someone, and it was cut down by someone. The force of the knife was the heaviest.

That dream was a cumulative reaction of her experience. At that time, she was panicked and her head didn't turn around, but the wound was printed in her brain. This dream was a warning.

"You believe me, really, not self-satisfied, she was killed by someone ..." Zi An said wildly, anxiously, worried, and suspicious, his mind seemed to be blocked by a mess of thread, and there was no way Clarify and straighten out.

"Zi An, Zi An!" Murong Jie hugged her and patted her back gently, comforting: "It's okay, don't worry, I've already been investigated, it's suicide, don't think about it."

His voice was low and gentle, and he was very persuasive.

"Really? Really suicide?" Zi An murmured, could it be that she remembered it wrong? That wound was not like that? What happened to her recently? I always feel trance, what's wrong?