The Tang Dynasty’s Female Forensic Doctor

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The stone is like jade, and the pine is like a green. Lang Yan is absolutely unique, and there are no other things in the world.

Yan Yan did not know where to read this sentence, just looking up at his moment, suddenly emerged from the depths of memory.

A dark purple 绫罗 wide-sleeved robes, chest-neckline with light-colored large group of flowers, two arms and sleeves at the corners are colored gold group patterns, Pei Baiyu belt, this luxurious dress, exceptionally fit, fit on the body lining Out his wide shoulders and thin waist.

Under the swaying and soft light, the face is extraordinarily three-dimensional, the eyebrows are slightly raised, and the deep-eyed eyes seem to be shining bright stars. Under the nose, the moist lips are slightly curved, politely The pilgrimage is slightly slim.

One of Yan’s words may not be used on him. It’s just a “exclusive”, but he is worthy of the world.

Yan Yan's gaze fell on his purple Chinese costume. As everyone knows, the Tang Dynasty has strict rules on the color of men's clothing. Only Wang Sungongqing and above officials can serve purple. If other people wear purple clothes casually, it is for them. To punish.

They said that they had to enter the city before the curfew. It can be understood that everyone knows that the so-called curfew is only for ordinary surnames. People like him, as long as they show their identity, will naturally not be locked out of the city. Does he want to reveal his identity, or something else? Yan Yan’s heart was secretly guarded.

"In the lower name, Xiao." He said. The sound is still moving.

Yan Yan slightly owed himself, "I have seen Xiao Langjun." I thought in my heart that there is no big family in the name of Xiao, and there is no Wang Sun Gongqing and no official.

Relatively silent, and Xing Niang and Shu Niang's car is not open, Shu Niang's hot **** did not even blow up, Yan Yan curiously looked at them, I saw Xing Niang eyes red, staring at the eyes Shu Niang, the handkerchief is hanged, apparently in the endurance.

Shu Niang is angry and not right, not angry and blocked, panting and looking at the side with a sigh of relief, the eyes are not bored.

"Xing Niang, go to arrange accommodation." Yan Yan interrupted the war between the two people.

Xing Niang took back her eyes and responded with a bang to the courtyard next door. There are not many courtyards in Zhuangli. There are only four small courtyards. The rest are large flower beds, fields, and single houses. Other hospitals have not been occupied for a long time. They are cleaned every month and in the middle of the month. Now it happens to be At the end of June and early July, the hospital should be clean and free of trouble.

It is not a hospitality to stand on the gallery. Yan Yan said: "There are not many people who live in Zhuangshang. I have to clean up for a while. Xiao Langjun is better off sitting in the tea room with me, waiting for a while."

"Okay." Xiao Langjun smiled faintly, and the serious and calm appearance suddenly became vivid. It didn't look like an indifferent man.

Yan Yan turned and led Xiao Langjun and Shu Niang to go to the tea room.

This side yard is the nearest courtyard to the Yan Yan Yuan. There are only two doors separated. The courtyard of Yan Yan is small and there are no extra rooms. Therefore, she simply puts the contents of the bottles and jars into the tea room. And this hospital has only one place to wait for guests.

Xiao Langjun flashed a trace of doubt in his bright eyes. The mother looked like a noble woman in front of her eyes. Even the things like lighting and packing things were very easy. If I didn’t do it often, it would not be so natural.

The room was faintly scented with a scent of medicine. The bottles on the shorts in front of the window were piled up in different sizes. The post-mortem items were placed in a small box and placed in the corner.

Just sitting down indoors, there are two acolytes coming in with buttermilk and ebony pulp. These two are the pulps that are often used in summer. The buttermilk is the pulp that is left in the production of cheese from cattle and goat milk. Children, it is very thirsty, but southerners are generally not used to the strange smell.

The acolyte put a lot of two kinds of pulp in front of everyone, and Shu Niang didn't want to choose the buttermilk.

"Do you know medicine?" Xiao Langjun seems to be not interested in the pulp water. He looks back from which bottles and cans, and looks at Yan Yan.

His handsome face has a shallow smile, which makes people feel noble but not end-of-line. Even a person with a cold face like Yan Yan is not disregarded. He said: "Slightly understand."

Yan Yan's state is not enthusiasm, nor cold, coupled with the power fence, Shu Niang feels that this is insulting their family Lang Jun, staring badly.

The fierce gaze makes Yan Yan feel that if her next second move does not suit her mind, I am afraid that the knife will fall in front of her, but Yan Yan does not care, because Shu Niang’s current temperament is much suppressed than seen during the day, obviously As long as Xiao Langjun is present, she does not dare to make it.

"冉七娘, I want to talk to you alone." Xiao Langjun suddenly said.

Yan Yan brows a glimpse, suddenly there is a feeling of being cheated. They have been sitting in the car since they entered the house. It is impossible to see the plaque on the village. This person knows that this is the 冉 庄 Zhuang, and that she is the 冉 娘 娘, is it calculated from the beginning? Is it a matter of his calculations?

His voice was with a momentum similar to the pressure. If the aunts in the house were chilling, and when Shu Niang let them go down together, there was no such thing as asking for Yan Yan, quietly with Shu Niang out of the house.

A guest has completely mastered his own leadership, which makes Yan Yan's heart more unhappy, and the voice is also a bit cold. "You answer me first, the traffic jam, but you deliberately?"

Xiao Langjun suddenly opened a smile, and when he was full, he said, "If I answer yes, will you just drive me out?"

Yan Yan does not say anything, it is the default of his statement.

Xiao Langjun continued: "It’s a pity. It was in the jungle, you heard my voice, didn't you? When you meet, can you recognize my voice?"

Yan Yan quietly stared at his expression, that Zhang Junyi's extraordinary face, not serious, is not like a joke. Since he can recognize his voice, he may also identify her.

However, Yan Yan knows that her voice is not special, not soft and not hoarse. There are many voices among ordinary people who are similar to her, and there is no high recognition.

"What do you say is coincidence?" Yan Yan is skeptical.

"No, I am here to visit you." Xiao Langjun sat up straight and solemnly glared at Yan Yan, "under Xiao Yu."

The anger in Yan Yan’s heart disappeared a little. If this is the case, he may have come to visit, but he rushed out, and when he was rushing back to the city, he happened to be stuck with her, and he identified his identity by voice, so he gave way to the boat. And then the name is justified by the "borrowing" one night.

It’s awkward, it’s a dark road.

"Before you are ordered to check the case of Yang Jue, I want to know something about it, and ask the mother to tell the truth." Xiao Yu is convinced, and a sultry momentum naturally emerges.

Yan Yan slowly said: "What do you want to know?"

Xiao Yan’s cold-eyed eyes flashed slightly, and he couldn’t tell what kind of look. “Mother can know the identity of that person?”

I remembered the darkness of the bottomless eyes with a world-famous desolation. I don’t know if this kind of desolation touched her, or because I didn’t want to get into trouble, Yan Yan chose to hide. "I don't know."

"Can someone tell you that when you lie, the tone is fixed?" Xiao Yu saw the lie at a glance.

Yan Yan really seldom lie, but the probability of being few is actually poked by people. There is a kind of shame that has been caught in the current situation. Coldly, "If you know that I am lying, it means that I am not. I am willing to answer you. Since I can see through the lies, I will not think about it. I will never change my mind once I make up my mind."

Xiao Yu raised an eyebrow and raised a smile on his eyes. He originally intended to force her to say it, but temporarily changed his mind and skipped the topic. "Since you know medicine, you should know where the killer hurts?" Is it life-threatening?"

Fighting in the darkness that day, he only knew that the man was shot by the hidden weapon, but did not know if he had hit the key.

"Injury to the heart." Yan Yan answered truthfully, but even if he hurt his heart, it may not be able to threaten his life. Yan Yan once took back the discarded medicine bottle and studied the composition of the powder. Up to now, he has only identified seven or eight kinds of medicines. It can be seen that Su Fu’s control over the herbs is very good, and it is definitely a deep medical treatment. Medical skills are definitely stronger than her.

Xiao Yu looked at her thoughtfully and never continued to ask. He knew that he could ask the news, I am afraid there are only so many.

At this time, Xing Niang’s accusation came from the door. “How can you keep the mother alone with your family, and become a system!”

The trembling voice indicates that she must have been crying.

Shu Niang screamed violently. "What's the big fuss, Changan's noble woman doesn't know how much she wants to get along with us alone, and there is no chance for it."

"You see that you are also a big family, and there is no such thing, you let me in!" Xing Niang is angry and will go inside.

Yan Yan turned his head and looked at Xiao Yu, his voice was flat and said: "You are so popular, the little girl is really honored."

That is to say, Xiao Yu did not see where she felt honored, but the single tone, people feel that she is angry.

"Shou Niang, not rude." Xiao Yu out of the channel.

When Shu Niang heard his words, he stopped obstructing him. Xing Niang rushed in and saw that Yan Yan and Xiao Yu sat face to face, only slightly relieved, Xing Niang had been only concerned with Shu Niang before, until this time, only to look at Xiao Yu carefully, look at it Next, my heart suddenly regretted that I rushed in and harassed.

Xing Niang is also considered to be countless people. Xiao Yan’s gentle and calm atmosphere is sure to be formed after a long time in the upper position. Under this temperament, the handsome face can only be regarded as a icing on the cake. There is also a deep purple robe on his body, which is a symbol of identity.

"Xiao Langjun, the old slave has already cleaned up the courtyard. Are you going to rest now, or do you talk to my mother for a while?" Xing Niang did not treat Shu Niang as much as she was, with a kind smile on her face and a soft tone. Ask Xiao Yu.

Yan Yan slightly opened his mouth, which also showed some obvious, Yan Yan helplessly picked her up: "Xiao Langjun will have to catch up early tomorrow, have to rest early, we will not bother."

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