Forensic Poison Concubine

Inexplicably, Zhou Jin's Adam's Apple moved slightly. He followed what she pointed out and looked at the liquid medicine on those tables. His eyebrows folded. He was not sure, "I can't hurt myself."

"Well!"

Zilin rushes toward the house and makes sure that his arm is loose.

Later, Zhou Jin's eyes were complicated to see his love concubine back into the busy medicine, standing beside him like this. For the first time, King Jin felt that he could not integrate into his sweetheart's world.

But he had to look and feel in the hut.

Finally, he found something interesting. Near the pink toolbox, there was a pile of thick rice paper, which was pressed by the paperweight.

After opening, some of these rice paper are blank, others are full of words.

There's a lot of records.

Acupoints, acupuncture, secret prescriptions, folk prescriptions and kneading methods for treating leg diseases.

Seeing this, Zhou Jin's heart warmed, and Aifei did it for his leg.

And the next one is the treatment of inhumane acupuncture and a series of other.

The prince of Jin has a handsome face. I don't know whether he should be angry or happy. His wife, who just made him inhumane, is now studying ways to be humane. Ha ha, what a lovely girl!

Later, there are many, including the common diseases of human body, which are closely written. After that, it has nothing to do with medical affairs, as if it is a "sketch".

Zhou Jin didn't know what it was, so he read it carefully.

Jun Zilin, who is immersed in the drug experiment, looks back and sees Zhou Jin reading her records. These records are something about medicine and painting that she can use temporarily.

Although recently did not make a sudden loss of two days of memory accident, but Jun Zilin is always ready.

This disease, she has secretly went to study, and his previous life read books in this area, are recorded in the form of information, and put to research. It's just that this matter has been postponed by her because the current drug research has not been completed.

Now her brain is like a huge library. The books she learned and read in her previous life, even if only a few glances, are finally present in her brain.

No matter what the memory will be like in the future, she will try her best to "transcribe" these memories.

She knew that something extraordinary would be lost sooner or later.

These things must be recorded before they are lost.

The pink liquid medicine and the white mist in the porcelain bowl melt together, making a "Ho" sound, and finally melting into a light green liquid medicine.

Before she could see whether the light green liquid was bubbling or not, she suddenly tightened up and regained her mind. She had been dragged to the outer room by Zhou Jin. When he turned around, he saw that Zhou Jin still had the record of the painting in his other hand. It was obvious that he had not put it down.

"Don't worry, I've made it into liquid medicine, and it will come in use tomorrow!" Jun Zilin claps Zhou Jin's hand and smiles placidly.

"Really?"

Zhou Jin asked incredulously. Seeing that the fog in the inner room was still coming out, the more suspicious he was.

"You'll know when you try."

But Jun Zilin is full of conceit and crows her eyes at Zhou Jin.

Now we can only wait for the fog to dissipate before entering the inner room again.

Jun Zilin put the light green liquid medicine into the bottle for storage, and cleaned up the other liquid medicine on the table, and put it all into the small toolbox.

She completed a series of actions, turned to see Zhou Jin, the man is quietly looking at rice paper information, did not pay attention to the appearance here. Jun Zilin knows that he will always pay attention to his own safety. Now that he has collected the liquid medicine, he will not pay attention to this side.

Seeing that it was still early, Jun Zilin's memory was very clear. She decided to write a little more.

Then he polished the ink, took the rice paper, spread it on the table, sat down and recorded quietly.

Zhou Jin was not half surprised at what she had done. On the contrary, she was recording, but the king of Jin put it aside after she finished recording a piece of paper. Then she continued to write, and he continued to read his own books.

Night, a quiet house, only the beating flame of the candle.

When Xiao die heard that there was no sound inside, she quietly opened the door and came in. She saw a man and a woman in the inner room with candlelight. One was writing, the other was standing upright and reading quietly.

In the candlelight, they were quiet and tacit, looking at the match.

At the moment, Xiaodie quietly brings her to the door and goes back to the house to have a rest. Now that there is king Jin, there is no need for a third person. The Lord will take care of the young lady.

Finally, Jun Zilin didn't remember when she wrote. When she opened her eyes again, she was wearing a man's broad brown robe, and the candle beside her had gone out. She was lying at her desk with a pile of things she had written last night.

Thinking of what happened last night, Jun Zilin goes back to find Zhou Jin.

When she heard the sound of the paper moving, she quickly turned to look at it. But she saw that the king of Jin was standing in front of the case, lifting the rice paper with a look of self-confidence, and her deep eyes were shining. He didn't look tired, and he didn't look like a man who didn't sleep all night."Lord, did you sleep last night?" Jun Zilin stood up, moved her stiff body and put aside her slack robe.

When he stepped forward to look at the objects in Zhou Jin's hands, he found that he had turned to the book of landscape painting, about the techniques of landscape painting. He watched it with relish.

"You like drawing, too?" Jun Zi Lin can't help but ask, strange, he can see into?

"Well."

Zhou Jin nodded, put down the rice paper, and said, "what Princess Ai recorded, I'll help you to make them into a book, so it's not easy to lose a few pages."

See Jin Wang Ye's serious appearance, Jun Zi Lin raises eyebrows, it seems that Zhou Jin likes it very much?

"It's not early. Go to dinner."

Zhou Jin crossed Jun Zilin's waist and walked towards the door.

"Are you not sleepy?" Jun Zilin looked back at him and stayed up all night just to see what she had written?

"Well." Zhou Jin nodded, Jun face no tired color, even the deep beautiful eyes have not leaked half tired.

Two people eat together.

Zhou Jin ordered his servant to make his bed.

Jun Zilin doesn't know, so look at him. What couch is the shop in broad daylight? Is he going to sleep? I'm not tired just now. Is it a lie?

After dinner, Zhou Jin leads Jun Zilin to eat, and then goes to their bedroom.

"Wang Ye, you..." Jun Zilin looked at him.

Zhou Jin's eyebrows and eyes were fixed, and the old God was there. "Today, all the princes and nobles who have status and status have gone to the traveling banquet. I don't have to go. I just go to bed with my concubine. I think those people are busy outside and I'm sleeping in my house. It's really a wonderful thing in life! "

Jun Zilin What kind of mentality is Zhou Jin!

"Come on, princess."

Then Zhou Jin took Jun Zilin's hand and went to the bedroom.

No wonder he stayed up late yesterday because he had a plan to drag her to sleep all day.