"Isn't it the corpse of Fulai? I'll give you what to go to. Jiang Yufan slapped his chest: "Don't say blessing, what is happy, fate, bitter, sweet." As long as you open your mouth, it's all wrapped around me. ”

"It doesn't need to be that much trouble." Jun Qinglan smiled and said, "I don't want there to be dead bodies in Yanjing City every day that need to be examined, just one blessing is enough." ”

"No problem." Jiang Yufan straightened his chest and back, but his voice suddenly paused. With the corner of his eye, he quickly glanced at Yuanbao: "You just said that you were going to give Fulai an autopsy?" ”

"That's right." Jun Qinglan frowned slightly, this person's memory is too bad at a young age.

"You actually brought ingots with you for Fulai's autopsy?!" Jiang Yufan's voice suddenly rose, and his face was full of shock: "Fulai is not his father?" ”

"So what?"

Jiang Yufan took a deep breath, it turned out that they all knew that they were going to give Fulai an autopsy? Take such a young child to see the autopsy, or to test his own father. That kid also persistently followed, what kind of world is this!

Jun Qinglan glanced at Jiang Yufan and slowly opened his eyes. Mo said that it was Jiang Yufan, even if it was herself, it was unbelievable when she heard that Yuan Bao was going to go with her to the autopsy. But she agreed, she wanted to see what kind of energy was hidden in the child's young body, and whether it was really as fearless as he said.

This is also the reason why she insisted on calling Jiang Yufan. She and Rong Han can naturally rely on Liu Quanzhong's hand edict to enter Dali Temple smoothly, but Yuanbao cannot. He is the son of Fulai, the nominal bitter master, and a child. Under any circumstances, he would not have been allowed to enter the morgue in the back hall of Dali Temple. At this time, it can show the benefits of Jiang Yufan, an unreasonable gentleman.

There are times when it is very necessary to overwhelm others.

The facts are not much different from what Jun Qinglan expected. Dali Siqing's angry eyebrows were completely disintegrated by Jiang Yufan's unreasonable cold snort. As a result, Yuan Bao became the youngest person to enter the morgue in the entire history of Northern Xia. There is no one before, and there will inevitably be no one who will come after.

In late summer and early autumn, the weather was still hot, and Fu Lai's body was stored in an ice cellar. Dali Temple saw Jiang Yufan and Jun Qinglan appear, and they all avoided it from afar, and the joint appearance of these two people didn't know when it meant trouble. No one likes trouble, and if they can't afford it, they can only choose to hide. Only Miao Youxin was good-natured and took a few people down to the ice cellar.

When the ice cellar door opened, Jun Qinglan looked at the white gas gushing out of the crack in the door and half-frowned. The woman's cold eyes were deep and serious, and she looked at the ingots for a moment.

"You can still regret it, and if you feel unwell, you can stay on it. Tolerance will protect you. ”

This place is already very close to Fulai, and there is only one door separating yin and yang. Inside the door, the two worlds outside the door were completely integrated after Miao Youxin opened the door. Jun Qinglan looked at Yuan Bao quietly, although his face looked very calm, his shoulders were clearly and uncontrollably shaking. Ingot is not the same as each of them. They are strangers, and they all come with their own purposes. Only ingots bring longing. He is only a five or six-year-old child, how can he be relieved in the face of his relatives who died tragically?

Yuan Bao bit his lip hard, and Jun Qinglan's heart softened. Tie the cloak that was put on the crook of his arm when he dismounted, and his fingers rested on his shoulder, pressing down the boy's trembling concretely: "If you are ......." ”

"Nope." Yuan Bao raised his head vigorously: "I want to go down with you." No matter what happens, with his father-in-law by his side, Yuan Bao is not afraid of anything. ”

Jiang Yufan hehe: "Your father-in-law is really delicious." ”

"Shut up!" Jun Qinglan frowned, secretly annoyed. Father-in-law or something, can you not be so serious?

"Let's go." She was the first to go down to the ice cellar. When something can't be explained, don't explain it!

The ice cellar of Dali Temple is not large, the radius is less than one zhang, but it is also cold. As soon as he came, he drove away the scorching heat at once. After being comfortable for less than a moment, it gave birth to the cold of shrinking back in the harsh winter.

"My lord, please leave as soon as possible." Rong Han frowned and opened his mouth. Jun Qinglan has just recovered from a serious illness, if he is taken advantage of by the cold air in the ice cellar, how can the prince explain it?

Jun Qinglan glanced at Rong Han and felt strange. The man usually saw himself as he saw the air. Why do you suddenly care about people? How did she know that Rong Han was entangled at the moment? He saw Li Congyao carry her back to Lanyun Pavilion with his own eyes, he was not Rong Xi, so he naturally didn't know that Jun Qinglan lived in a side hall. Only when the two shared the bed for many days.

Although he couldn't accept the fact that the prince was in love with a man, he was powerless to resist. I can only force myself to accept the future head of the house in front of me. For the sake of the prince, he can't let Jun Qinglan have the slightest mistake.

Where could Jun Qinglan know these twists and turns in Rong Han's heart, seeing that he was rare to be able to say soft words to himself, so he also hooked the corners of his lips and smiled at him: "I'm fine, you take care of the ingots." ”

"I said Miao Youxin." Jiang Yufan was so cold that he shrank his hands and feet, and while stomping his feet hard, he said to Miao Youxin: "If you set up the morgue here, aren't you afraid of freezing to death?" ”

"Of course not." Miao Youxin smiled and said, "We have prepared cotton clothes. ”

As he spoke, he walked to the side of the ice cellar, opened the iron box that was placed there, and took out a few large pieces of it from it. Jiang Yufan immediately rushed up and grabbed one and draped it on his body, and then picked the thickest one and beckoned to Jun Qinglan.

"This is thick, you come and put it on."

"Thank you." Jun Qinglan glanced at Da Yu's eyes and narrowed.

She guessed that the Dali Temple must have dug an ice cellar in the temple, so she prepared a cloak for the ingots in advance, but she never thought that the Dali Temple would prepare a large ice cellar in the ice cellar.

"I don't know who is so careful and thoughtful." Jun Qinglan smiled and took the big sword from Jiang Yufan's hand.

Miao Youxin scratched his head embarrassedly: "It's my mother-in-law Aru's idea, I think it's very good, so I mentioned it to adults." ”

"Mrs. Zun is really ice and snow smart." Jiang Yufan listened with envy: "Being able to marry such a lady is really a blessing that has been cultivated for several lifetimes." ”

Miao Youxin scratched his head, but the look in his eyes was clearly very useful to his words.

Jun Qinglan put on a thick cotton coat for Yuanbao, looked back at Miao Youxin, and said as if unintentionally: "After Brother Miao goes home, he often discusses the case with his sister-in-law?" ”

"Absolutely not." Miao Youxin waved his hand again and again: "That time was completely guessed by Aru herself, and I didn't say a word to her." ”

Miao Youxin is loyal by nature, and he can only enter Dali Temple thanks to the shadow virtue of his ancestors, and his temperament is actually not suitable for the officialdom of deceit. There is an unwritten rule in the Six Doors that one cannot discuss the facts of the case with people who have nothing to do with the case, lest anyone with ulterior motives obstruct the justice of justice. Jun Qinglan has been to Miao Youxin's home, he has a deep affection for Aru and has no secrets, which is actually not a perfect good thing for Miao Youxin, who was born in Dali Temple. Jun Qinglan was reminding him that he must pay attention to proportions when speaking, so as not to get into trouble.

"What are Miao Shaoqing nervous about?" Jiang Yufan giggled and played a round game: "Qinglan is joking with you." Isn't it? ”

Jiang Yufan stabbed Jun Qinglan with his elbow without a trace, and Jun Qinglan immediately nodded: "Exactly." ”

Miao Youxin is such a real person, and marrying a smart and transparent lady like Aru should be a happy thing. He doesn't know how to be flexible, and he likes to drill the horns of the bull when he encounters problems. With Aru mentioning it from the side, it should be able to avoid a lot of detours.

"You're all staying away from me, I'm going to start the autopsy."

Jun Qinglan put on thin gloves and walked to Fulai's side step by step. The man had been dead for several days, but he had been kept in the ice cellar since he entered the Dali Temple, and his body had not been damaged in the slightest. Jun Qinglan pressed his finger, and Fulai's texture was as hard as iron, and he had completely frozen into an iceman. His bare skin was as white as paper, even his lips, and there was not a trace of blood. The wound with the tip of the needle in the front heart is only a black spot the size of a sesame seed, which is completely indistinguishable if you don't look closely.

"Father-in-law." Yuanbao's fingers clenched tightly, more nervous than anyone else: "How did my father die?" ”

Jun Qinglan twitched the corner of her lips: "This kind of thing can't be seen just by looking at it with your eyes." ”

can come to a conclusion so quickly, do you really treat her as a fairy?

She placed the blanket on her shoulder on the ice next to Fulai's body, and took out the cloth bag containing the autopsy kit and opened it. After taking a look, he took out a pair of scissors and cut open the clothes that had been frozen into ice. Expose the entire upper limb out.

"Master Jiang, please come over for a while." Jun Qinglan's finger pointed to the old wounds of different shades on Fu Lai's body: "Please write down the location and shape of all the wounds on his body, and draw them for me when you go out." ”

Jiang Yufan glanced at Fu Lai and took a breath, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed that there would be so many scars on someone's body in the world.

"These wounded ......" Jiang Yufan's voice condensed: "It's like ......." ”

"Whiplash." Jun Qinglan said lightly: "It's a cowhide whip with iron sand, and many of the scars were torn apart again when the old injuries were not healed." It should not be well maintained in the later stage, so it will fester. ”

Jiang Yufan hissed, he was born in a powerful family, and he walked in Jinyiwei all the year round, so he was used to all kinds of selfish means. However, a hideous scar like Fulai still made him look creepy. Before his death, Fulai offended some vicious enemy. How big a feud can this make people like this, and he can actually survive?

"Yuanbao, if you don't feel well, go to the side and rest for a while."

Miao Youxin's voice made Jun Qing's blue eyes condense, and he turned his head sideways to find that Yuan Bao had approached at some point. The child's clear grape-like eyes were fixed on Fu Lai's body, for a moment. But his face was the same as that of Fulai, pale and without a trace of blood.

"My father would never change his clothes in front of me. I....... He said slowly, "I never knew that he had been injured so much. ”

"I'll take this kid to the side to rest." Miao Youxin took Fulai's cold little hand and looked at Jun Qinglan. Everything in front of him is too cruel for a child.

"Nope." Yuan Bao raised his head and firmly shook off Miao Youxin's hand: "I'm not leaving!" ”