The two of you, you look at me, I look at you, I don't understand how it can become so embarrassed. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Fu Yanwu guessed that it might be because he took away the sachet where Fu Ling was sleeping. That would take Fu Ling away, and Princess Zhan also encountered one or two unlucky things, but then it was fine.

Qin Che reached out and pressed lightly on her leg, she frowned slightly, and he eased his strength. After rubbing it for a while, Yanwu felt less painful and motioned for him not to press it.

With her left hand raised, she felt a faint fishy smell on her arm. Blinked, looked at the bed, there seemed to be a few white wet marks on the sheets.

Fu Yanwu instantly understood, so it was. No wonder he's so weird today, it turns out to be ......

Well, at the age of eighteen, it is normal and understandable to stain the sheets.

Yanwu lifted the bamboo knife hanging from his waist and motioned for him to get the paper.

Qin Che could be said to be obedient to his fate, and put a book under a stack of papers, and was sincerely afraid to hold it in her hand.

Yanwu wrote: Let the Liuliyuan serve you in the twilight.

Qin Che is a man, it is indeed inconvenient to be injured without a little servant by his side, her maids are all girls, how can they serve closely.

Qin Che's eyes widened, and he was surprised. "You, you know?"

Yanwu nodded.

Qin Che was a little angry. "How do you know that?" Generally, only fireworks women will understand the affairs of these men and women, and where does the daughter's family know what is going on.

Yanwu wrote: We people there understand. She looked calm, as if this was nothing new.

Qin Che's face finally turned from red to white and then to normal. Yes, she comes from another world, she can farm, heal, divination, and know everything. Now, he knows, she even understands this **** thing.

Fuchen waited outside for a long time, and the lotus clothes were finished, and the three young ladies were still missing, so they ran into the house together. This is unbelievable, half a cup of tea, the two people in the room are as if they have been beaten, one has blood on his body, and the other is lying sick.

Lotus asked, "Miss, what's the matter?" ”

Qin Che regained that imposing and threatening appearance, "Your master fell just now, go back and rub some medicine on her to rub the blood away." ”

Yanwu scolded secretly, this guy who treats other people's maids as his own family and doesn't recognize his life, he should be embarrassed a little more.

But when she got out of bed, she understood Qin Che ten thousand times.

Fuchen and Lotus wanted to help her, but she didn't want Fuchen to touch her left sleeve, so she could only reach out and put it on her hand.

The three of them walked like crabs, and it took a long time to get out of the gate of the glass courtyard. The dust was too slow, and said, "Miss, I'll carry you." ”

The smoke was very awkward, and I couldn't say no, so I had to rub off the outer smock and lie on the back of the dust. The one holding the smock was, of course, a lotus flower.

When she arrived at Hehuan Garden, Lotus was about to wash the clothes without saying a word, but Yanwu hurriedly stopped her and asked her to prepare hot water. Finally, after taking a hot bath, I finally threw the obstructive clothes into the wooden bucket, changed a few more cold waters, bleached them with my own hands, and threw them into the wooden basin again.

When Lianhua went in to clean up, she said, "Miss, you have soaked all these clothes, then I will wash them here and dry them out." ”

Yanwu nodded, slapped his chest twice, and finally covered it up. It's really embarrassing.

When such an embarrassing thing happened, she fell and hurt again, and it was not good to go out to do business again today. I didn't dare to wear the sachet back closely, so as not to encounter any bad luck. Fu Ling likes to lie still the most, and that sachet should not change hands frequently.

The next day, Yanwu took the dust to the underground palace of Mangdang Mountain again, and went with a temple of Dali Temple.

The group of soldiers on duty at night spent the night in the underground palace, and they were all freezing miserably. The fire at the door had not yet been extinguished, and there were traces of animal blood left on it, and there were still skeletons of bones and a few animal skins that the soldiers had eaten on the ground. It seems that they caught a lot of hares and pheasants and roasted them on the spot.

This destroys the whole scene, and it is difficult to find clues.

"My lord, why haven't the people on duty come here yet, look at us, we've been freezing all night."

Dusty pointed to the mess on the ground.

Lord Sicheng said: "Thank you for your hard work, you can clean up here, and you can go back after cleaning." ”

"My lord, the brothers on duty haven't arrived yet, how can we go?"

Si Cheng glanced at Fu Yanwu and said, "Hurry up and clean up, and get rid of these quilts, clothes, wooden sticks, and the meat and bones you spit out." ”

The soldiers did not quite understand, but they still carried out the orders of the superiors. One of them quickly went outside and cut some branches with leaves, made a broom, and swept away the garbage they had made.

After all the explanations of the temple were done, the soldiers all dispersed, except for the sweeper who refused to leave, and had to follow behind Yanwu.

After rolling up a few quilts, Yanwu saw clearly a few baby swaddling clothes underneath, and her eyes lit up.

It's great, I was in a hurry to save the child before, and I didn't bother to look for clues here.

She walked over and flipped through it, finding a soft, short black feather in one of its swaddling clothes. The sweeper also noticed it, and couldn't help sighing: "Why didn't I find this, does this mean that the murderer can be caught soon." ”

Whisk glanced at him disdainfully, but didn't squeak.

Yanwu sat in the carriage with the dust, and the man shouted loudly: "Aren't you going to catch the murderer, why are you leaving?" ”

Fuchen snorted, raised his horsewhip fiercely, and shouted: "Drive." ”

The man was not in a hurry, and untied his horse to the trunk. The horse ran as fast as he could, and soon overtook the dusty carriage, and the man waited at the fork in the road. When the dusty carriage had determined its direction, the man continued to ride his horse. So back and forth, the man followed the dust to the house of Mrs. Liu, who was the first to lose the baby.

The dust was already half angry along the way, and even more angry when he jumped off the wheel.

Did he think he was very good at equestrianism, if it wasn't for the young lady in the carriage, the brigadier would have thrown him so that his father and mother didn't know him.

"Why do you keep following us? Do you know who our young lady is? ”

The sweeper tied the horse to the door, "You know, the inside of the car is the divination operator, and you are the maid of the divination operator." ”

Fuchen wanted to say something, but Fu Yanwu had already gotten out of the car by herself, walked to her side and grabbed her.

Fuchen looked at Yanwu's expression, and then he reined in his temper.

In fact, she didn't have a bad temper, but she was provoked by the face of this sweeping horseback rider who overtook and turned back to demonstrate. has the ability to turn around and go head-to-head, who is afraid of whom.

After entering the house, Fuchen explained to the mother-in-law and her daughter-in-law that the third lady wanted to use their little grandson to lure the murderer out.

Fu Yanwu observed the feathers left on the swaddling clothes just now, and speculated that they were from birds of prey, because ordinary birds would never be able to fly in the air with a baby in their mouths. And she can't dream of this "real murderer" who took the baby, it should be the old monster who did it. (To be continued.) )