He stretched out his thumb and gently wiped the blood on her lips, and breathed heavily to bring his thin lips over, and in those eyes that were as clear as stars and as deep as the sea, at this moment, she was the only one.

The confused Fu Muhibiscus seems to follow her inner thoughts, desperate to break the stalemate between the two with a kiss, and wants to take her heart into her pocket immediately.

It's peace of mind.

Shunhua was stunned, subconsciously leaned back, but his chest kept rising and falling, looking at this approaching face, his brain was blank.

Reason told her not to be confused, but her eyes closed ghostly.

At the moment when the thin lips were covered.

A loud thunder suddenly fell from the sky, Shun Hua opened his eyes suddenly, let go of his hand, Fu Mujian fell directly to the ground, and looked at Shun Hua in astonishment holding the pillar where others sold rock sugar gourds, and vomited.

"Vomit-cough-cough-cough..."

The face of the rock candy gourd seller turned white all of a sudden, and he exclaimed: "Guest officer, you vomited on your small shoes, and you vomited, can you let go of the small money-making tools?" The little ones still have to do business! ”

“……”

Fu Mujin lowered his head and covered his mouth, his face flushed.

What exactly is he doing?

He actually took advantage of Brother Yan's drunkenness just now to belittle her.

Is this the work of a righteous gentleman?

After spitting up, Shunhua sobered up a little, looked at the lanterns on the river, and sang a mountain song in a good mood.

"Eh-there's a pig here, hey, hey, hey, the old man on the other side looks over, let's sing to the mountain-"

Seeing that no one responded, she sang again: "My daughter-in-law is cute and cute, what does your wife look like?" ”

"Brother Yan, I'm afraid you'll make noise to others like this." Fu Mujin looked at the crowd of onlookers in a panic, and stepped forward to hug Shunhua, wanting to pull her back.

At this time, the sound of the old man's singing really came from the other side.

"Eh-my wife is old and ugly, and she can be diligent and thrifty—"

Hearing this, the people on both sides of the strait laughed, and the crowd suddenly became noisy.

It turns out that the old man who just sang was being chased and beaten by his wife.

"Hahahaha..."

Shun Hua laughed heartily for a while, and suddenly approached Fu Mujian's clothes and sniffed for a while.

"I've been running for most of the day, why are you still so fragrant?"

Fu Mujin retreated slightly, thinking that she was not very serious, but she was very happy in her heart.

"Ahem, Brother Yan, a lot of people here are watching."

Suddenly, Shun Hua raised Fu Mujian's right hand and bowed his head slightly.

"That's the smell, gardenia, hahahahaha... Is he stupid, which drug, which one would deliberately mix gardenia flowers into it, is it special? ”

She was smiling so hard that tears were coming out of her eyes.

"He doesn't even know that we deliberately deceived him, hahaha..."

Today in the inner hall, the murderer refused to admit his guilt, and everything seemed to be in a state of stalemate, but fortunately she thought of a trick in advance, that is, to let Fu Mujian grind the gardenia into powder and smear it on her right hand.

Then by sniffing the drug, he secretly smeared the pollen into the murderer's cuffs.

In order not to let everyone suspect that Fu Muhibiscus was acting differently, she also specially asked the three judges to come forward immediately and take turns to testify.

made the murderer think that his nose was out of order, he couldn't smell the flowers in the drug, and finally pleaded guilty under the 'conclusive evidence'.

"Okay, Brother Yan is the smartest, can I go back with Fu?"

"No, you can't let anyone know." Shun Hua raised an index finger on his lips and said mysteriously: "Shhh

"But, Brother Yan, how are you sure that the murderer is him?"

Shunhua held on to the guardrail and tilted his head very seriously to think about it.

"Ah, Brother Fu, still remember Master Ben... How many names did you get to report? ”

"Brother Yan is saying that the night before Cheng Yi, the names of several people that Fu bumped into in the Smoke Warming Pavilion? I remember, there are Xiao Mu, Cheng Yi, Lu Feichi, He Juju. ”

"Is the murderer about to come out, and where is the most likely place to come into contact with the murderer's fake token? The hot spring pool of Yannuan Pavilion, the water of the pool has the effect of relaxing people's minds, and it is also there that Cheng Yi is most likely to come into contact with the murderer's fake token. ”

"Then why don't you guess Xiao Mu?"

"Master Ben believes that if a chef loses his sense of taste and still refuses to give up and works hard, then he will never easily give up people's self-esteem and become a harmful beast."

Fu Mujin nodded, agreeing with her point of view, but at the same time feeling very puzzled, why did she speak so well, and sober up?

Before he could come back to his senses, there was a commotion in the distance.

"Which little girl, is she married? Are you married? ”

Looking up, Shunhua was pulling someone else's eleven or twelve-year-old sister to prevent the family from leaving.

Brother Yan?!!

Fu Mujin hurriedly stepped forward and picked her up, planning to prevent her from continuing to mess around.

Shunhua looked at the cute little girl, drunk, and shouted happily: "Hahaha, you want to give birth to a noble son early!" ”

*

In the early morning, the sunlight poured down from the window, and the silver-white and clear sunlight shone mischievously on Shunhua's face, a little dazzling, making her can't help but blink her eyes.

At the moment when Shunhua opened his eyes, the drunken headache and the ridiculous picture of last night came at the same time.

She was stunned for a moment, then turned her head in confusion.

Looking at the messy room, and Fu Mujian who sat by the window, as if he hadn't slept all night.

Finished?

Could it be that after she got drunk last night, she became animalistic and made the room like this, and she still used Fu Mujin strongly?

She pieced together bits and pieces in her mind in disbelief.

In the picture, he is like an uncontrollable beast, first pushing people down the street, then smashing the table, and forcibly carrying Doctor Fu on his back, taking him around the street, and finally, despite the resistance of the fairy boy, forcibly kissed him?

The case has been solved, Shunhua, are you still human?

Look at Doctor Fu, he is so afraid that you are so afraid that he can't even sleep.

As the saying goes, drinking is bad.

Really, that makes sense.

"Brother Yan, are you awake?"

Fu Mujian's limbs stiffened and turned his face away, not daring to look her eyes directly.

"Uh, yes. I drank some wine last night, and I bothered Brother Fu to take care of it."

Shunhua bit her lower lip worriedly, thinking, is she responsible?

Doctor Fu won't have already reported to the official, right?

sued her for bad intentions and forcibly occupied the women and men of the good family.

It seems that for the remaining forty-eight days, she can only spend the remaining forty-eight days in prison.

Be strong, Shunhua, and get along well with the rats in prison in the future.

"Brother Yan, do you feel uncomfortable?"

Fu Mujin looked at Shun Hua with a strange expression and said worriedly.

"Yes, a little headache."

Fu Mujian gently stroked her forehead and looked at her eyes that were red and swollen from crying.

Last night, he secretly watched by the bedside, and those red eyes seemed to be full of tears at the slightest touch.

"Last night, you were in that 'Jia' building, did something unhappy happen?"

Shun Hua opened her eyes slightly, and said half-consciously: "Well, it turns out that she is not my sister Shun Ying. Just what did this master say? When did God ever agree with me so much, and I could have whatever I wanted? ”

There was a hint of desperation in her eyes, and she stared straight at the ceiling in a daze.

"Brother Yan, don't be too sad, people live in the world and can always see each other, maybe the time has not come?"

She turned her head slightly, looked at his face in astonishment, and asked nervously:

"Why are you bleeding? Could it be that I hit you up last night with a drunken madness? ”

Fu Mujin held her outstretched thumb and said in a panic:

"No, last night a rat thief and dog thief broke in, Fu happened to go out, he didn't find anything, so he smashed the things in the room to vent his anger."

"But... Master Ben clearly remembers that you were in the room at the time. ”

"Brother Yan, you must have confused your memories with dreams, nothing happened last night, and after you were sent back, you fell asleep and never got up." Fu Mujin said indifferently.

"Really? Master Ben didn't play drunk? ”

"Naturally, Brother Yan slept peacefully and never went out." Fu Mujin smiled against his will.

Hearing this, Shunhua's face turned red instantly, so didn't she have a spring dream?

Oh my God, that's fine.

Do you covet Divine Doctor Fu?

Actually started to have such dreams? She still closes her eyes in her dreams.

Luckily, there was a thunderbolt at the time...

"Huh?" How could she have the memory of thunder? It must have been drunk and drowsy.

"Brother Yan, but I feel that I have a headache, do you need Fu to give you two injections?"

"No, no, no, no, the needle you pricked me before still hurts." Shunhua touched the acupuncture points of the sore body, as if he had a fight with someone last night, and his whole body hurt.

"I'm sorry, Brother Yan, the poison in your body must be injected every seven days to suppress it, if you can find the antidote as soon as possible, you don't have to accept this kind of suffering."

Shunhua sat up and patted Fu Mujian's shoulder.

"It's okay, what is this? This little master has never seen any strong winds and waves, he was flooded, burned, and smashed, but he didn't die. ”

Looking at her confident appearance, he smiled reassuringly.

"Moreover, it is not completely clueless, last night Gu Liyue told me that she resold the herb to a person in the rivers and lakes, and that person happened to give Moissanbi Heart Grass as a birthday gift to my grandfather. Master Ben believes that my grandfather will definitely not be reluctant to give me medicine if he loves me so much. ”

"Really?" Fu Mujin nervously grabbed her hand.

"Well, just go to Jiangyuan Lake and attend my grandfather's birthday banquet on the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival."

Suddenly, Fu Mujian's face sank.

Shunhua was a little stunned.

"Brother Yan, what's wrong?"

I saw that Fu Mujin said with a serious face: "When it comes to the Mid-Autumn Festival, it will be more than 20 days later, Fu is afraid that if you can't find the antidote by then, you will be in danger." ”

Shunhua looked at his eyes with emotion, and 'complained': "Master Ben's eyes are already swollen, if you still want me to be moved to cry, Master Ben will definitely not be able to spare you." ”

"Brother Yan, in fact, Fu has some things to say, and I haven't had a chance to say it to you."

A pure white pigeon rushed in directly through the window and fell into Fu Mujian's arms, interrupting him.

"This pigeon," Shunhua said thoughtfully.

Fu Muhibiscus lowered his head and said softly while stroking: "It must be a foolish pigeon that got lost and broke in." ”

Shun Hua pointed to the white dove suspiciously, feeling familiar.

"Ah, bastard nine... That's the pigeon of the Nine Princes, who is busy investigating the case these days, and has forgotten to reply to the letter, thinking that he has given up on asking this master to help him buy a birthday gift. ”

Hearing this, the pure white pigeon was immediately choked by the throat.

Someone calmly asked quietly, "Brother Yan, how do you like to cook pigeons?" ”

"Hmm......" Shunhua thought seriously, "Braised and charcoal-grilled... No, no, no, sure enough, the soup made of stewed pigeon with coconut meat is more complementary. ”

Hearing this, someone went out silently with a pigeon, and at the moment of closing the door, Shunhua seemed to look at the red pigeon eyes until the crack in the door slowly disappeared.

At noon, the hangover Shunhua held his head with a headache, sat at the table, and looked at the pot of coconut meat stewed pigeon soup.

Cold sweat flowed in my heart.