The Tang Dynasty’s Female Forensic Doctor

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Du Jiang opened his eyes and passed through a thin layer of gauze. The first thing he saw was not Sang Chen, but the purple coat.

There is only one side face, but she feels familiar and inexplicable.

She didn't look at it instantaneously, and inexplicably had an urge to open the gauze.

"You should think about it yourself." Yan Yan said, then opened the curtain and came in.

Four eyes are opposite.

Du Jiang was wide-eyed and full of shocks - that face, already familiar, can no longer be familiar with, actually... is her own!

Yan Yan also had some worries. When she found Du Jiangli on the top of the mountain, she only thought it was a stranger, but at the moment she felt extraordinarily friendly.

Still Yan Yan first reacted and asked: "How does Du Niang feel?"

Du Jiang left his thoughts and said: "Nothing serious. Madame is..."

"My name is Yan Yan, my husband is Wu Hou Xiao Yu." Yan Yan sat down in front of the couch, reached out and explored her forehead, and took the pulse again. "It doesn't matter. One sang, Why is it so light? Du Niang’s good years are better than doing something more meaningful and youthful.”

It turned out to be the woman that Sang Chen admired.

Originally, Dujiang Centrifugal was somewhat uncomfortable, but looking at the appearance of Yan Yan, but could not afford vinegar.

She thinks that she is looking at the mirror. For a moment, she forgets that she is not the original appearance. She feels that Sang Chen is in love with her. In fact, there is not much difference between her and her love.

Du Jiang took back his thoughts and sighed: "I didn't want to jump off the cliff. It's just these days, I always feel embarrassed, dreams and reality are so real, some of them are not clear."

Du Jiang struggled to get up, but was stopped by Yan Yan.

She lay down honestly and smiled: "I only had a dream, my dreams were full, and the reality was full. Suddenly everything could be put down, but... what can I do now? What?"

"Sang Chen said everything, since you love me, he should be jealous of you." Although Yan Yan is not so conservative, but Du Jiang is in this situation, and Sang Chen is the most out of the dilemma. good idea.

"I will go to Dufu to raise my family immediately." Sang Chen couldn't help but insert words.

After I finished, I was about to turn around, and I listened to Du Jiang and I said in unison: "Stop!"

Yan Yan looked at Du Jiang and glanced at it. Du Jiang left the road: "I have already explained things well. I have no relationship with you since I left home. You are going to raise a relative now. Isn't it a trick? I am going back to the house to ask my mother to ask you."

"Is that the same?" Sang Chen is two, but not stupid.

"I have left a letter to her, saying that she is a monk. After returning home, I asked her to condone the last time. Then, if you disagree, I will be the master of her in the future, but if I don't give me this opportunity, I went straight to shave." Du Jiang had to force Mrs. Zhao once.

Although Mrs. Zhao is hard-sex, she is good for her children and even suspects of her love. Moreover, if Du Jiang can really marry Sang Chen, there is no harm to Du Shi, she just needs to cover up the eyes and ears to secretly ask the meaning of Sang Chen, and not to lose face.

Although Mrs. Zhao was killed in the ranks of her life, it was not the average person who dared to laugh at it. Moreover, although Du Ruzhen had passed away for many years, he was exhausted by Datang, and his name was clear and he could shade Du.

"Mother." A small yellow goose ran in and threw himself into his arms.

Yan Yan touched her head. "What have you done? How is it sweating?"

"Not sweat, the little brother caught the frog in the basin, spilled the water, and Yeah is swearing at him." The weak milk is milky, but the mouth is very clear. "Mother, go to save the little brother." ""

Yan Yan frowned, "Are you yelling at him to catch the frog?"

Weak and weak, squinting at the head, asked: "Mother, what is it?"

"Ask you Aye to go." Yan Yan Fu, introduced to Du Jiang away: "This is my daughter."

"Let the love is really embarrassing, and people like it." Du Jiang looked weak and weak from a smile.

"Are you sick?" Weakness climbed out from Yan Yan's arms and went to Dujiang. Before she reacted, she held her face and kissed her. "Run away."

Both Yan Yan and Du Jiang were taken by her actions.

After a short while, Yan Yancai smiled at Dujiang and said: "I will go out first."

Du Jiang left the road: "Mrs. Please."

Yan Yan picked up weak, walked out of the room, strange in her heart, weak and weak, rarely seen, some timid, the only time is bold to Su Fu, this is nothing to be strange, but Yan Yanxin is away from Dujiang Feeling very good, can not help but ask: "Weak, tell the mother, why would you kiss the mother?"

Weak and weak, and I can’t say why. Children do things, most of them feel that there is no reason, perhaps it is related to Du Jiang.

Out of an arch, Yan Yan speeded up the pace. The weak body has never been a normal child. Du Jiang is a cold and fever. Maybe it will be transmitted to her. If Yan Yan does not want her daughter to suffer the crime, she will take a pill to prevent the cold in the pharmacy. Next, write the party immediately, let the late green go to pick up the medicine.

Over there, only Sang Chen and Du Jiang are left in the room.

Sang Chen was out of the account, and there were some cramps. I don’t know if I should stay.

"Mr. Go back first, and when I am a little better, I will go back to the government." Du Jiang is so worried, just... It seems that he wants to be married with Sang Chen.

Sang Chen hesitated for a long while, said: "That is the first to leave."

Going out the door, but have not left. He has been weak, but he is not an indecisive person. However, in the face of this relationship, he feels that he is not the same. On the one hand, he feels that he should not change his mind. On the other hand, he feels the feelings of Du Jiang’s departure. The same, the only difference is that he is not afraid of Du Jiang away.

It seems that I just transferred this sentiment to Du Jiang.

Stayed for a long while, Sang Chen just resigned, and unwittingly went to the house of Liu Qingsong.

Liu Qingsong took a break today. He was lying on a hammock and swaying his legs to enjoy the beautiful massage. Someone reported that Sang Chen had come, and he got up and wore his shoes and greeted him. "Rare-hearted! Have you finally got out of the mountain?"

Sang Chen’s face was red and he gave a gift.

After the two settled, Sang Chen spoke out and said something about Dujiang’s departure. He asked Liu Qingsong with a confused look: “What should I do next?”

"What should I do, you have to be responsible for others!" Liu Qingsong inserted a piece of fruit into his mouth and said: "I really don't understand what you think, Yan Yan clearly does not have any feelings for men and women, a child. I ran all over the floor, maybe there was a small four small five small six in the belly. Do you have to keep her as a jade? Are you tired and tired?"

Liu Qingsong saw him with his head down and swallowed something in his mouth. He said: "The wine is worn in the intestines, and the Buddha's heart is left. Obviously, the Buddha is asking for the heart. You don't even hold your heart. What does it mean to keep the body? People despise you."

"Under the contempt is that I have not kept my heart." Sang Chen was dull.

This is the crux of the problem. Compared with those men whose hearts have not been rebellious and who have already derailed, Sang Chen is just the opposite. He sought a lifetime of two people, but the favorite woman and others went all the time. He severely demanded that he should die for the feelings of men and women. Even if he moved, he asked himself not to betray the feelings he once had.

"Some feelings like a meteor flashing past, some feelings like gathering sand into a tower, some feelings are for a thousand years... Who can expect what kind of feelings they will get? Who can guarantee that the generation will always be the same?" Liu Qingsong to forty-five The bright sorrow of the elevation angle slowly said, suddenly took a few shots and said: "Do you think that I am really talented?"

Sang Chen’s lips were silent for a long while, and he said: “It’s reasonable to say Mrs. Liang’s, and it’s time to come up with some courage to be a big man who dares to be a dare!”

Then he climbed up and hurriedly left.

Liu Qingsong just got up, and there was an aunt who ran in and said: "Lang Jun, my wife is going to be born!"

"Isn't I sleeping?" Liu Qingsong hurried to the backyard and hurriedly ran. "Call the woman, burn the hot water, prepare meals, and participate in the soup!"

After the determination of the soldiers, Sangchen made up his mind and ran to the East City to buy the mud, ready to burn the platform.

After half a month, waiting for Du Jiang to leave the house, this thing was slightly faded down. Mrs. Zhao went to worship the Buddha by privately. She actually went to Sang Chen to inquire about the matter. Sang Chen should go down and say a few days. Go to the government to raise a relative.

Then, on the morning of the end of the 19th year of the 19th century, the drums just rang.

In the darkness, I saw a young man with a wide-sleeve robes carrying a big bag and knocking on the door of Du.

As soon as the gate opened, the young man was sweating and shouting: "The next is to come to the relatives."

The concierge was taken aback. "Mr. I don't want to talk nonsense. My mother has already set a kiss, and the wedding period is fixed."

Sang Chen was thundered and his mind was awkward.

The porter saw him as a talented person, and it seemed to be deeply attacked. He couldn’t help but feel sympathy. "Mr. Just go, don't wait until dawn."

Sang Chen’s thoughts for a long while asked: “Here is the old house of Du Ruzhen’s Du Xiang?”

The door was suddenly realized, and eagerly said: "Mr. went wrong, Du Xiang's old house was on the east side, left the lane and turned left. He turned to the right side of the T-shaped mouth, went forward for more than ten feet, then turned left, the first one. The door is."

Sang Chen’s mind was dizzy, but he thanked him and said: “Left and left, left and right...”

He walked for a long time and thought about it. Where is the East?

"I know you will be lost." There was a chuckle behind him.

Sang Chen breathed a sigh of relief and turned to see Du Jiang from the power fence, followed by a servant, an aunt, and quickly scraped together, "Niang."

"What did you bring?" Du Jiang was curious when he looked at the big bag behind him.

"I have done dozens of things in the next section... and all the savings in the next few years, to hire a mother." Sang Chen said.

"I heard that you were also carrying a smashing scorpion to go to the priest to ask for a kiss. Are there more in your bag than in the last time?"

"As much as..." Sang Chen was ashamed.

Du Jiang left the road: "Is there a word underneath?"

Sang Chen is surprised, "How do you know?"

Du Jiang leaves Shen Shen Road: "I used to have a party... um, I dreamed of dreaming, and you have to do no words in the future, I will write."

"What do you want to write?" asked Sang Chen.

"..."

"Mother?"

"Ok?"

"What is it?"

"..."

"Mother."

"Don't tell you."

"I don't want to ask that underneath. I want to ask if I am a fox?"

"You are a fox!"

......

The dawn of the East, the golden morning light shrouded the entire Chang'an City, and the two men walked eastward toward the sun, and the shadows were pulled long behind them.

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