Li Xinming rubbed his eyes, looked blankly at the red curtain in front of him, and in the distance were several dressing tables, bamboo roller blinds, red curtains, and landscape screens.

There was a faint pain in his forehead, for some reason, in an unfamiliar environment, Li Xinming looked vigilant, looked around, lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

Through the window, you can see that the sky outside is slightly bright, and on the case, Li Xinming stared at the young man in the mirror for a long time.

Black eyes, long black hair, thin figure, attractive facial features, and well-defined contours......

In addition to the negligible scar on the forehead, it can only be described as handsome.

It's just that this face is not his, this is the face of a strange teenager.

Li Xinming kneaded and touched his face, and the young man in the mirror also moved......

This retro room is not my room, but I slept in it, the room has changed, not to mention, the whole person has become a strange teenager.

With ten years of forensic experience and the handling of emergencies, as Li Xinming, who has walked from the edge of life and death, the changes in front of him only made him stunned, dazed, and puzzled......

After thinking for a moment, eliminating the reasons such as dreaming of plastic surgery and changing rooms, an impossible answer echoed in Li Xinming's mind.

I'm ...... I've crossed over.

There is no fear and fright, Li Xinming is even a little excited, he can get a glimpse of the ancients from the scales and half-claws left behind in the history books, but after all, it is only in the history books, and now it feels like Li Xinming is immersed, and there is an indescribable sense of wonder.

Excitement is excitement, excitement is excitement, now Li Xinming has to solve a small trouble, he doesn't know who the owner of this body is, he doesn't know his character, he doesn't know which dynasty he is in, he doesn't know ......

In short, I don't know a lot, but it's just a small trouble, which can't help him Li Xinming.

This room is arranged as a wedding room, so there must be something like a marriage book in the marriage room, Li Xinming rummaged through the cabinets and found a diary, a wedding book draft and a marriage book in a red box.

The words on the diaries, drafts and stickers are all in regular script, and the sketches of the marriage book are written on the birthplace and address of the groom and the bride, the eight characters of the individual's birthdate, ranking, descendants, ancestral background, and dowry.

The owner of this body is called Yu Qiye, 16 years old this year, a person from Jiangning County, Jiangning Prefecture, his father died, his mother is a doctor, because he is smart and understands the medical science will conduct an autopsy, and he is in Jiangning County, Jiangning Zhixian is the father-in-law of Yu Qiye.

It is now the third year of Jiayou, and Li Xinming has seen the history secretary, which is the year name of Renzong of the Northern Song Dynasty.

The wedding letter is a series of ornate wishes that indicate the formal establishment of the marriage contract between the two parties, and there is no important information on it.

Li Xinming remembered the family background of Yu Qiye and the family background of the bride, put away the wedding book draft and sticker, and carefully read the diary written by Yu Qiye.

Judging from the content of the diary, Yu Qiye writes most about daily life and some life insights.

The middle part of the diary is a bit abnormal, it is written that Yu Qiye assisted Jiangning Zhixian in the matter, after helping Jiangning Zhixian solve an unsolved case, although the font has not changed, but the wording of the sentence has become depressed, disheartened, as if looking at the whole world is dark. The murderer behind this unsolved case is the teacher of Yu Qiye Academy, a teacher that Yu Qiye respects and loves, Yu Qiye doesn't believe that his teacher is the murderer, but the truth is still found out by himself.

A person often keeps a diary to record his daily life, and according to psychology, this person is a thoughtful, introspective, and sensitive person in life.

Jiayu 3rd year, February.

Yu Qiye wrote in his diary: "Light and darkness, like day and night alternate, the moment the night recedes, is the dawn of dawn, the hope of light." ”

The diary passed day after day, and Li Xinming was amazed to find that Yu Qiye began to come from depression and gloom under self-regulation, and became mature and stable, thoughtful.

Such an ancient, such a young man, with a tenacious heart, is amazing.

In the third year of Jiayou, March 21.

There is only one sentence on this page of the diary, and this is also the last page of the diary, the content is as sharp as a sword, ruthless, and with a bloodthirsty light.

"All are going to die!!"

On March 21st, on this day, what happened to Yu Qiye made his mature and steady mentality so unbalanced, so ruthless and angry.

Li Xinming could feel the anger when Yu Qiye wrote this sentence, which was a kind of hysterical anger that wanted to kill everyone.

March 21, this seems to be the day of the fish seven nights of marriage.

Li Xinming took out the put away marriage book and took a look, the date on the last page was really the day of Yuqiye's wedding.

Hiss~~~

There was another throbbing pain on his forehead, Li Xinming held his forehead and stopped thinking.

After reading the diary, Li Xinming has basically mastered the daily character and attitude of Yu Qiye, as long as he is careful in the details of life, he is not afraid of being exposed.

Squeak~~~

At that moment, the door was pushed open from the outside, and a figure slowly entered.

Li Xinming sat on the bed and looked at the fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl who entered the room through the gap in the screen.

The girl is dressed in a white narrow-sleeved short coat, wearing an apricot yellow gown with a placket, and a pink and white long skirt underneath, she is white and beautiful, childish and childish, with her hair combed behind her head, and two high bulging buns, which are cute and full of love, like a small steamed bun that Yingying holds.

The girl bypassed the screen and saw Li Xinming wake up, sitting on the bed and looking at her calmly, the girl happily put down the basin in her hand, and said happily to Li Xinming as she walked: "Uncle, you finally woke up." ”

Listening to his name for Yu Qiye, I think that this girl should be a dowry maid who married with the bride, and there is only one name of the dowry maid on the wedding book, which is called Xiao Gu.

According to the customs and habits of marriage in the Northern Song Dynasty, the maids who serve the bride every day, when the bride gets married, the bride will let them marry together.

There is only one name of the maid on the draft of the wedding book, so the bride only brought one maid over or there is only one personal maid who usually serves the bride.

With the bride's family background, it is rare for this to have only one personal maid to serve.

In addition to the scar on his forehead, Yu Qiye has no other wounds all over his body, and his body is not sick, Yu Qiye's death is caused by the injury on his forehead, Li Xinming is ready to throw out a question to lead to the cause of Yu Qiye's death.

“……”

It's just that Li Xinming hasn't spoken yet, this girl named Xiaogu, when she walked up to Li Xinming with a smile, she suddenly made a force to pounce, and the girl's hands tightly wrapped around Li Xinming's hands and fastened them around Li Xinming's waist together, Li Xinming was caught off guard, and the whole person was pressed down on the bed by the girl.

This series of actions is like flowing water, and it comes naturally, like a rehearsal.

The girl's smile just now was too fake, Li Xinming was careless, and was just about to struggle to get up, he found that the girl's strength was very strong, and he didn't break away, it must be the reason why his body was too small and weak.

Xiao Gu looked at his uncle under him, his eyes swirled, and tears fell down and dripped on Li Xinming's face.

Li Xinming turned his head, his tears were too fake, and he burst into tears in a second.

"Uncle, don't kill yourself again." Xiao Gu cried and said bluntly: "Lord Monarch and the two master mothers said that the relationship between the aunt and the lady can be cultivated slowly, and it is just a temporary separate room to sleep." ”