Chapter 39: Tenderness

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"Miss, how did you start saying that the second son killed the person, but just now said that the second son was wronged?" Fu Ling stayed outside at night, only watching people coming and going, not knowing what happened.
Qin Guan walked ahead, "It's only that the government office hasn't checked it clearly, and this is a misunderstanding."
Fu Ling nodded and suddenly shrugged his nose, "Miss, what's your smell? How does it smell strange?"
Qin Guan stopped talking, "The damp, musty smell in that room is too heavy."
Poria eyes wide open, but this is Hou Mansion, how can there be musty smell in the hospitality......
Although thinking in this way, I didn't say in the end, Lvyun walked in the front to lead the way, and whispered in a short time, "Nine Girls, arrived."
Qin Guan master and servant looked up, and as expected, Mei Yuan was near.
This is an independent small courtyard with blue tiles and white walls. The garden is covered with bamboo and green plum trees. Because the flowers are not seen in the season, the lights are bright at the moment, and several servants are waiting outside.
Qin Guan and Poria entered, and Lvyun followed, "Everything is prepared here. The Nine Girls just...you can just freshen up now, and the lady will come later."
The decoration in the house was all elegant and elegant. Fu Ling looked at the decoration inside and outside and was secretly sighing, and thanked Lvyun quickly. Lvyun didn't dare to speak, and sent Qin Guan to the side room.
The hot water in the side room has been prepared, and the green cloud said, "The slave girl is waiting outside. What do the nine girls have to ask to be called slave girl?"
After Luyun finished speaking, she retired, and Fu Ling exhaled. "Miss, Hou Man is really kind to us. This courtyard is probably as exquisite as the courtyard of the little master, ah, what is on the skirt of the lady--"
Fu Ling saw the blood stains of the stars and was shocked. "Miss is hurt?"
Qin Guan was helpless. "It was left for the treatment of Princess Taichang earlier."
As soon as the voice fell, "Bang Dang" dropped an object. Fuling lowered his head, and at a glance saw the cold moon inlaid with gold pliers. Fuling quickly picked it up, "Miss, what is this?"
Qin Guan was helpless when he saw Hanyue, "It is the thing of His Royal Highness, and he used me to help Princess Taichang treat the disease."
"Is His Royal Highness Prince Shizi?"
Seeing Qin Wan nodding her head, Fuling's eyes were slightly bright, and when she looked at Hanyue, there were two points of awe in her eyes. She carefully put aside and served Qin Guan into the bath soup, "Miss is tired today, too The long princess has been treating her for half a day, and she has been delayed for so long at night. Fortunately, the long princess has stabilized.
Fu Ling said, frowning and curiously, "How did the second son of Fushang tell the story? Miss Shicai has been with his wife, can you hear it?"
Qin Wan's lips twitched slightly, "I made it clear after the autopsy."
Hearing the word "post-mortem", Fuling Meifeng trembled. "The post-mortem...if you think about it, you are afraid..." Then she suddenly thought of something pale, "Speaking, Miss knows, where is the bride?"
Fu Ling said that the bride is naturally Miss Song Song Song Rong, Song Rou is dead, and is still the scene of the wedding dress Xi Jiao, Qin Guan thought that his heart was tight, the quietness of Po Ling asked out, it is even more chilling .
"It's time to send it to Yizhuang."
Yizhuang is where corpses are parked. Usually unclaimed corpses and corpses related to the bureaucratic homicide case will be temporarily stored in Yizhuang, and Poria shakes again, "Miss Song died so miserably, I don’t know if it will Come to this house."
Fu Lingyue said that she was more and more afraid, and she couldn't stop looking out the window, for fear of what it might look like.
The bath soup was warm, and the smoked Qin Guan's cheeks were powdery. She closed her eyes slightly, her tone was somewhat helpless, "People die like lights, the ghosts and gods are not credible, you should not scare yourself--"
Fu Ling shut her mouth and dared not say anything, but she still felt a little dazed.
Qin Guan just got up with the newly-made inner shirt, and Jiang arrived, seeing that Fu Ling was twirling Qin Wan's hair, and came over quickly to take the velvet in Fu Ling's hand.
"How dare you trouble Mrs.--"
Jiang's laughed, "Why is it trouble? You treat me like a pro-daughter. Besides, you cured your mother and cleaned up for Qinger. What is this trivial matter?"
He said with a sigh, "Jia'er and Qing'er are brothers. Their father didn't allow me to spoil too much. When he was young, he let him live alone. That's Ning'er, and he wasn't in the same hospital with me when he was ten years old. , I haven’t done these things for many years. Others looked at me and felt that I was free, but I wanted to take care of Ning’er’s daily life. You and Ning’s were the opposite. She struggled on the face, but in the end did not go through the wind and waves, you The face is gentle and quiet, but the inside is tough and tight."
He said again, "I just couldn't bear the scene I lived for half of my life, but looking at the way you performed the autopsy, no one outside of us sighed and felt admired, I--"
With a snap, Jiang's words were broken, and when he looked around, it was the tea cup in Fuling's hand that fell to the ground. The tea she had poured for Jiang's, but she didn't know how to slip.
Qin Guan screamed badly, and his busy voice fell, "Poria--"
Fu Ling looked at Jiang's face with a pale face, and wanted to ask what, but Qin Guan screamed, immediately bowed his head and said, "Please forgive your sins, the slave-servant is too clumsy..."
Jiang's smiled, "No problem, are you the little slave who has been following Guan'er?"
Poria was picking up tea cups, and Jiang's said, "You are a good one."
"This is the duty of slaves." Fu Ling hurriedly turned around, and when she turned back to pour tea, she almost cried out. She had heard the wrong thing. Mrs. Hou said that it was the body of their young lady who had an autopsy? !
The autopsy... Poria has some hands and feet...
Twisting his hair, Jiang's smile made Lvyun tell people outside to come in.
There were two sets of people coming in. One set of three or four people had food boxes in their hands. They came to give food. Two sets of five or six held a tray in their hands. On top of them was Aya Luoxin clothes and two sets of pearlescent treasures. jewelry.
"The clothes were originally prepared for Ning'er, but she would never wear them. I see you like plain colors, so I chose two sets of Yunluo yarn and two sets of sky blue silk skirts. It’s childlike, so it looks beautiful.

Qin Guanwan came to Hou Mansion twice. The dress and skirt were quite expensive when the wedding banquet came yesterday. However, the materials used for dress and skirt were very common when I came here today. Thinking of the rumors, Jiang's self understood the situation of Qin Guan.
"The two sets of jewelry, one is Wushan white jade, the other is Kunlun sapphire, and the gold and silver crushed treasures on it are also top grade. They have been admired from the front palace. I have never worn them. I choose them. The suit will best suit you."
With that, Jiang took a white magnolia hairpin and compared it in Qin Guan's hair, and looked at the bronze mirror in front of Qin Guan, "Look, the jade color is more beautiful than Hua Jiao, Guan Er is so beautiful, Ling Ciding is a peerless beauty..."
Qin Guan looked at himself in the mirror and went to see Jiang's again. He instantly remembered all the love of the former Shen's father.
Her eyes were red and she lowered her head.
Jiang's face changed, and his eyes were distressed. "Look at my mouth, how did you mention Lingci, good boy, there will be me in the future, and there will be Anyang Houfu in the future, you will not be wronged."
Qin Guan hurriedly said, "No, the wife's warmth towards Qin Guan reminds Qin Guan of his mother."
Jiang's patted Qin Guan's shoulder, "Then you have to be good, Lingci is in the sky, she must be looking at you, and she will be at ease if she sees you wishing well."
Qin Guan raised his head and looked at himself in the mirror for a while.
Her family died miserably, without a father, Zhao Xue, and they would not be peaceful.
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A little warmth and a post-mortem case, then, will the bride come to Hou? December, the new month, the last month of 17 years, I hope everyone is happy.