and live with spring

Chapter 3 Makeup
The person who inspected the body just now did a rough inspection, "Bleeding from the seven orifices is purple-black, it should be poisoned and died, and the specifics need to be examined carefully."

In the dark night, behind the man's mask, the eyes were as sharp as a falcon. He passed over the lying corpse, and suddenly caught a glimpse of somewhere. The sharp light in his eyes flashed and disappeared, and he said, "Light!"

A person close to him immediately understood, hurriedly took out the torch, blew it up and handed it to him.

He held up the torch, and carefully looked at several inconspicuous blood spots on the man's clothes, and followed the winding traces all the way to the collar of the male corpse.Without hesitation, he raised his hand and pulled down the collar of the male corpse, revealing the back of his neck and a bright red bruise under his neck.

"My lord!" This time he didn't need to order any more, the person next to him immediately handed over a pair of cloth gloves with great winking, the man put on the gloves deftly and deftly, inspected the bruise for a moment, put his fingers on both sides, Luck on the finger, press down.

"My lord?" The few people around looked at the silver needle forced out from the bruise, all of them were surprised.

But the man had already pulled out the silver needle, pinched it between his fingers, squinted his eyes for a moment, and then handed it over.The people around him had already prepared, took the silver needle, spread it in the silk handkerchief and put it away carefully.

The man stood up while taking off his cloth gloves, "Take him back and hand it over to Crazy Xing. At noon tomorrow, oh no, I will see the corpse the day after tomorrow. In addition, seal all the places where it was sealed. I will check one by one carefully!"

The night rain seemed to be getting heavier, and there was a clear rustling sound when it fell on the tiles. The light of the fire folded against the water light fell on the bottom of the man's eyes, reflecting the faint coldness.The man paused, stood up, and turned around in the night rain. Someone beside him immediately opened a bamboo umbrella and covered his head.

"Where are you going, my lord?" Someone asked next to him. Normally, if there is such a case, your lord would go directly to the government office and wait for the result, or spend all night sorting out clues. But it is obvious that something is different today. .The man paused in his footsteps, turned his head slightly and looked back, wondering if the halo from the torch lighted beside him softened the coldness in the man's eyes. At that moment, those long and narrow eyes showed a softness. With the man gently lifting the corners of his lips, the whole person seemed to have closed his solar terms, and a few touches of spring appeared.

"Tomorrow I have something important to do, so I don't think I will go back to the Yamen Office, but you must not slack off the errands I have given you, otherwise you will not be lightly forgiven." When the words fell, the person had already left the alley, with few voices, and gradually drifting away.

Thousands of families and thousands of families are colored by willows, and the remaining flowers fall in the light wind and drizzle.

Spring is coming to an end, there was a rain last night, when I got up early in the morning, the flowers on the trees in the Spring Weaving Pavilion fell to the ground, and the newly bloomed green on the branches drank the rain, stretched their bodies, and became greener Be intoxicating.

The Spring Weaving Pavilion is decorated with lanterns and festoons, full of joy.The red silk scattered all over the courtyard filled everyone inside with joy.

Such a beautiful scene, but no one cares to appreciate it.The noise of people could be vaguely heard outside the courtyard gate, accompanied by the sound of lively joy from far to near.

On the small porch in the backyard, Xiang Ye was looking in the direction of the front yard while waiting anxiously, the anxious expression on his face became more and more uncontrollable.

Hearing the hasty footsteps from the other end of the small corridor, she turned her head and saw Zhui'er, whose face was sweating from running, grabbed Zhui'er and asked, "How is it? Did you find it?"

Zhui'er shook her head, bit her lower lip, and said a little uneasy, "Could the shopkeeper be drunk, where did he sleep, and forget what day it is?" I don't dare to say in my heart, could it be that the shopkeeper went back on his word and didn't want to marry, so he wanted to regret the marriage?Or, just run away?With such a free and unrestrained temperament, Zhuo'er never thought that she would have a married day. Even today, when the sedan chair is approaching, Zhuo'er still feels unreal as if she is in a dream.I don't know what will happen when the sedan chair arrives and finds that there is no bride?
Zhui'er was thinking wildly, but Xiang Ye's expression changed a few times, and he clenched his hands tightly, "Tell the person blocking the door to do his best, delay it for a while, and then send someone to look for it."

What if I still can't find it?Zhui'er looked at Xiang Ye's sister's expression, but didn't dare to ask, she nodded her head slowly, and was about to follow Xiang Ye's order to do things, but at the other end of the small corridor, Ah Nan came in a hurry, just in time He said softly, "The shopkeeper is back, and right now Mrs. Quanfu is taking care of her dressing."

came back?Zhui'er glanced at Xiang Ye incredulously, but the latter heaved a long sigh of relief, frowning slightly, just as the wind was blowing under his feet, he went to the shopkeeper's boudoir.

Arriving at Yan Wanwan's boudoir, what she saw was a newly dressed bride who was radiant.Lady Quanfu has neat hands and feet, skillfully combing her hair in a bun while reciting auspicious words.

Xiang Ye frowned and glared at the other party, but Yan Wanwan saw a flattering smile on his face.

Without saying anything, there were hurried footsteps outside the house again, and Zhui'er, who had just been sent to the courtyard gate to see the situation, hurried back, "The welcoming team is very powerful, our people can't stop it, the new uncle is already Coming this way."

Xiang Ye originally wanted to scold Yan Wanwan who was out of tune, but it was too late now. Fortunately, Mrs. Quanfu had neat hands and feet, her makeup and hair were already done, and Xiang Ye hurriedly took the red hijab hanging from the shelf beside her. Come and cover Yan Wanwan.A bright red ocean obscured his sight. Under the hijab, Yan Wanwan's black and white almond eyes slipped a dazed look. The hand resting on his lap was quietly clenched while listening to the noise of people outside. one place.

"The new uncle is the master of the academy, although I can't stop him, I still have to write two makeup poems..."

The sound of laughter and noise in my ears came from far and near, and in a trance, a clear and laughing voice suddenly entered my ears-"He and I have known each other since a long time ago, and pretended to be late once the estrangement was over. I only worry about flying to the moon rabbit, don't draw crescent eyebrows when I am in love..."

The voice is exceptionally pleasant, and the meaning of the verses is straightforward and warm. Yan Wanwan's ears suddenly felt a little hot, and she thought to herself, who knows who you are, and you are here to paint Emei?But I met a few times, and I don't know how to be ashamed.

There were cheers and shouts outside the door, intertwined into a lively group.The corners of Yan Wanwan's mouth curled up slightly, it was a smile, but there was a bit of bewilderment in it.

She really... is going to marry herself off?Married to that Mr. Yan whom she had only met three times and could not even talk about knowing a word.

It was the first time for the eldest girl to get on the sedan chair.After coming to this world for a long time, is it also assimilated?Obviously there is no fear in my heart, but it is still unavoidable to be uneasy.When he was in a daze, the door had already been opened, and the bustling noise rushed to him in an instant.

The voices in the room suddenly fell silent following Yan Wanwan's sudden heartbeat, "Lady!" Amidst the throbbing of the chest, a really pleasant address slipped past the ear, and then, a The hand was put under the hijab, slender and clean, with well-defined knuckles.

(End of this chapter)