Outside the window, it rained again, and the sound of rain hitting plantains was in my ears.

Wang Zhifu looked at the baby crying loudly in his arms, and suddenly burst into tears, Wen Jing and Lin Bai glanced at each other, although they should cry with joy when they hugged their grandson, but looking at this Wang Governor's eyes were not only joyful, but also had an extra layer of sadness.

"Qi Niang has a question, I don't know whether to ask it or not." Wen Qiniang stepped forward and asked.

"Qi Niang, but it doesn't hurt to say it." Governor Wang realized that he had lost his temper and wiped his tears.

"I see that the funeral is being held in the house, I don't know who it is?" Wen Qiniang said.

Wang Zhifu sighed and said, "It is the dog Wang Junfu, that is, the father of this child, thank you Wen Qiniang for saving my grandson's life, otherwise ......"

Wen Qiniang was silent for a while, the saddest thing is that the white-haired person sent the black-haired person, fortunately, the child is safe and sound, if he loses his son and grandson at the same time, according to the violent temper of the prefect of the king, they may all be implicated.

After Wang Zhifu finished speaking, he held the child and glanced at He Shi, who was still lying motionless on the bed, and turned around and asked, "Dare to ask Qi Niang, can my daughter-in-law He still be saved?" ”

"If the young lady injures her head, it should be caused by congestion to the cranial nerves, and craniotomy is the fastest way to remove the congestion." Wen Jing said.

The prefect of the king was shocked, can he still live if he has an open skull? But after thinking about it carefully, it is also a shocking thing to open the abdomen, isn't it also successful, maybe this craniotomy can really save the daughter-in-law's life.

"But not for the time being, firstly, I have no tools, and secondly, the young lady has just finished a caesarean section and is very weak, and this matter needs to be considered in the long run, Lord Wang is not in a hurry." Wen Jing continued, secretly thinking in her heart, this caesarean section can only be regarded as a small operation compared to craniotomy, the brain is the most complex structure of the human body, even if the equipment is complete now, she may not be able to successfully operate, not to mention that in this ancient time, looking at the expression of the prefect Wang, he has obviously regarded her as a savior, this is really digging a grave for himself.

Governor Wang nodded and said, "Two great favors, the old man keeps it in mind, he needs the old man in the future, please open your mouth." ”

"Lord Wang is serious, and it is within his duty to save people." Lin Bai said.

"Wang Fu, take a few distinguished guests to the guest room to rest."

Tianya was already waiting outside the door very impatiently, and when he saw Lin Bai and Wen Jing coming out, he hurriedly greeted him, but when he saw someone next to him, he insisted on holding back the stomach problem.

Wang Fu led the group to a courtyard, which was very quiet, where raindrops fell on the eaves, making a tinkling sound, and the air was filled with the fragrance of lotus flowers.

"But the Wen family's seven mothers?" A slightly hoarse voice rang in my ears.

Wen Jing followed the voice and looked over, only to see Ji Changge standing in the rain, holding a black umbrella in his hand, staring at her, with a trace of doubt in his eyes.

"Yes."

Ji Changge looked at the indifferent woman in front of him, as if he had never known each other, her face was much brighter than before, but she was still the same Wen Qi Niang as before, but why did he always feel that it was not Wen Qi Niang who was standing in front of him at the moment, but a woman with a similar appearance to Wen Qi Niang, although she was close, she felt so alienated, this was not pretended, she had not seen him for a few months, and the little girl who blushed and couldn't even move her steps when she saw him in the past was able to look at him without being moved. How much can a person change so dramatically?

Wen Jing endured the desire to escape in her heart, and was stared at like this by Ning Xiaogong, who was the most beautiful man in the capital, I am afraid that few women can be calm, but she knew that this was the residual instinctive reaction of the original owner of this body, and she was hurt too deeply by him, so she still wanted to escape when she saw him today.

The two looked at each other for a moment.

"If Grandpa Ning has nothing to order, he will retire." Wen Jing said.

"Nothing."

After Ji Changge finished speaking, he walked out with an umbrella, still followed by the old man with a rickety body.

He just asked out of curiosity, yes or not is not so important, even if he changes someone, he is still just a plain little lady, in terms of posture and talent, the capital is full of flowers, each with its own style, and this Wen Qi Niang is at most calmer than before.

Listening to the rain all night, but the government was not quiet, all kinds of voices gathered together, Wen Jing didn't know when he fell asleep and when he woke up, it seemed that he had a dream all night, most of the people in the dream were the same person, when he first met, the white-clothed man standing at the bow of the boat on the beggar festival was pushed into the water and rescued by Ji Changge......

The intermittent picture seems to have been dreaming for a century, and since then, Wen Qiniang has lived in a dream that she has woven by herself, and she has not woken up until she dies......

There is no love for no reason, and there is no hatred for no reason, after Wen Qi Niang woke up, she found a tear stain on the pillow towel, she never seemed to have cried like this, thinking that Wen Qi Niang must be a similar character to Lin Daiyu, tears and tears dried and Xiang Xiaoyu died, but Ji Nansheng rarely cried, she was used to dealing with all kinds of problems by herself, and there was a way to solve any difficulty, she already didn't know what it was like to cry.

The next day, Lin Bai and others went to the prefect's mansion to say goodbye.

"Naluo asked if the water has three heads and six arms? Can't even be arrested in Dali Temple? Governor Wang looked unwilling.

Ji Changge said thoughtfully: "This person has strong martial arts, and he is not Han, his whereabouts are mysterious and abnormal, last time I found his nest, but unfortunately only injured him, and let him escape after the worst, next time I will not have such good luck." ”

It's Luo Wenshui again, Wen Jing vaguely remembers that the last time Nie Zhutou went out, he also participated in the arrest of Luo Wenshui, and this Luo Wenshui seems to have a lot of cases on his back.

Ji Changge's narrow eyes suddenly looked at Lin Bai, with a hint of surprise in his eyes, and said for a while: "Dare to ask this little brother's surname?" ”

"Don't have your surname Lin, and the words are white." Lin Bai said lightly.

Ji Changge opened his mouth as if he wanted to ask, but he swallowed it back.

"Luo asked the murderous devil in the water, I will definitely pay him back with blood!" Wang Zhifu gritted his teeth and said, Wang Junfu is his eldest son and his most beloved son, looking at his son who is now lying in the coffin, he can't wait to replace him.

Wen Jing picked up a stick of incense, stepped forward to worship, and saw that Wang Junfu had a knife wound on his neck.

"Lord Wang, you said that Ling Lang was killed by Na Luo Wenshui, what is the evidence?" Wen Jing asked.

Wang Zhifu was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect Wen Jing to ask this question, and said: "I have examined the wound, the wound is in the neck, and the knife is fatal, the method is similar to Na Luo Wenshui's consistent murder methods, and left physical evidence of his murder. ”

Governor Wang said and took out a willow leaf flying knife with a snake pattern engraved on it, and said: "This is the physical evidence left by Luo Wenshui after every killing, this can't prove that Luo Wenshui committed murder?" ”

Wen Jing picked up the lancet, looked at it, and said, "I think Ling Lang was probably not killed by Luo Wenshui, but just planted the blame for Luo Wenshui." ”

Wang Zhifu only felt that his head was buzzing, Wen Jing's words were like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and at the same time, Ji Changge was also anxious.