Li Ke looked at the corpse on the ground seriously: "Don't you say that you are like a streamer, you can perform an autopsy?" ”

Wen Qingwu didn't answer, and looked back at Li Ke's head.

Hearing this, Prince Li Zhen turned his head and glanced at Wen Qingwu. All professions that deal with corpses, whether they are righteous or bad, are all ninth-rate.

His crown princess is the only one he has ever seen, who is not vulgar and disdainful.

"The prince has won the award." Wen Qingwu said.

Li Ke was surprised, and turned his head to look at Wen Qingwu: "Won the award?" After a pause, he said casually: "You are really a non-vulgar person." ”

"The prince has won the award." Wen Qingwu said again.

When Li Ke heard this, he couldn't help laughing. Before he finished laughing, he was squeezed directly. Li Ke's body tilted, and he turned his head to look at Si Mu, the general of Yulinwei, who was standing between him and Wen Qingwu, and squeezed him away.

"General, this is?" He wondered.

"Stay away, we are going to carry the corpse." Si Mu's voice was cold. The body squeezed again.

Li Ke naturally couldn't squeeze Si Mu, so he hurriedly took two steps back to the side, and saw Su Jinli, who was already taking gloves next to him, and took another step back.

Wen Qingwu ignored Si Mu, who suddenly squeezed over next to him, and only looked at the corpse that had been lifted up by Yulin Jun, his brows locked thoughtfully.

"What do you think?" Su Jinli handed the gloves to the attendant next to him, took the wet handkerchief handed over, and wiped his sharpened white and tender fingers.

Cheng Yun, the left attendant of the Criminal Department, looked at Su Jinli, his voice hesitated, and said tentatively: "It seems to be ...... Poisoning? ”

Su Jinli still wiped his hands and didn't reply.

Only then did Zuo Shilang of the Criminal Department continue: "The deceased has no scars on his body, there are blood stains on his eyes, and the blood stains are black, and it is preliminarily determined that he should have died of poisoning. ”

"The silver needle has been tried, and the blood stains are not poisonous." Su Jinli handed the handkerchief in his hand to the attendant next to him.

"This ......" Cheng Yun Zhiwu, when he tried the silver needle, he was also next to him, so he naturally saw it, and the silver needle did not change. It is indeed non-toxic.

But if there is no poison, how can the blood be jet black? Cheng Yun was puzzled.

Su Jinli's gaze swept over the body of Yu Linjun, who had been lifted away, and sighed leisurely. She didn't know why, but the non-poisonous blood was jet black.

The direct cause of death is drowning.

"Early tomorrow morning, let someone from the Tai Hospital send someone over to take a look." Su Jinli said. She had a hunch that Qin Andao's death would not be simple.

"Yes." Cheng Yun replied like a stream. It is an autopsy, but if it is poisonous, in the pickaxe capital, only the people in the Tai Hospital may know best.

"Let's go, let's go back." Su Jinli looked at Wen Qingwu and walked to the boat with her skirt.

Wen Qingwu looked at the place where the body was placed, and was stunned.

After taking two steps, Su Jinli found that no one was following, turned his head to look at Wen Qingwu, who was stunned, and gently pulled her: "What's wrong?" ”

Wen Qingwu came back to his senses suddenly, and then he saw that several people next to him were looking at him.

She picked up her skirt and quickly turned around and followed Su Jinli: "No, the first time I saw a dead person, I was a little scared." ”

"I'm afraid you're still staring at it?" Su Jinli asked with a smile.

Wen Qingwu was silent.

Coming to the bottom of the boat, the race is over.

"The race is over, and General Cheng has won the leader." Su Jinli said.

Wen Qingwu glanced at the cheering people on the vermilion boat and withdrew his gaze.

At the end of the boat, among a bunch of panicked women, an internal attendant came out and waved at Su Jinli: "Crown Princess, Your Majesty is invited." ”

Su Jinli nodded and turned his head to look at Wen Qingwu.

Wen Qingwu knew what Su Jinli meant, waved his hand and said, "I don't need it, the emperor will be annoyed when he sees me." ”

Su Jinli followed the chamberlain to the third floor of the boat.

Wen Qingwu stood under the boat and glanced at Li Ke, the king of Wu, and Li Zhen, the crown prince, who were standing on the railing on the second floor. I looked at the first floor again, and saw a group of young girls looking at me one after another, either curious, disgusted, or disgusted.

After thinking about it, he simply turned his head and headed towards the boat.

Since Qin Andao had an accident, the dragon boat docked. She couldn't go to the first floor, second floor, and third floor of the boat, or she didn't want to go at all.

The people on the side of the boat were very noisy, and many of them didn't know what was going on, but they felt that it was a little strange for the dragon boat to suddenly dock. They were talking about it.

Wen Qingwu walked under a poplar tree on the side of the case, looking at the silver ribbon like a long river, and his eyes were leisurely.

She looked at Qin Andao's body. She is not a pretend, she can't go to the autopsy like Su Jinli, but she knows the cause of Qin Andao's death.

Just by that glance, she knew.

Admittedly, she doesn't know how to witch. But she knows a little bit about the skin.

The grandmother is an interracial princess with extremely high witchcraft. Muzong conquered the foreign races, and his grandmother's tribe surrendered. Mu Zong was chaste, gentle, and righteous, and did not kill. When my grandmother's tribe had surrendered, she was surrendered. In order to show goodwill and to ensure the peace and tranquility of the people, the princess of the alien race, who is his grandmother, was dedicated to the Ming Dynasty.

For the Ming Dynasty, the daughter of a small tribe in southern Xinjiang is not worthy of being matched by princes and grandsons. It was not polite to let the princess of the family take him as a concubine, so he chose his grandfather, General Mu Yong, who was young at the time, and gave him a marriage.

When he was a child, his grandmother saw that he was smart and always wanted to detain him to learn witchcraft. Say that he wants to be her inheritor, if he doesn't learn, the magic of the alien race for thousands of years will be lost. At that time, he was devoted to reading the books of sages and sages, and he had no heart to learn because he was fame and fame to save the country and save the people. In order to cope with my grandmother, I only learned a little bit of the skin, which is the witch medicine that must be learned before learning witchcraft.

Wu is very broad and profound, and it takes a lot of energy to learn, but he doesn't have that much energy to learn, so she doesn't know much about witchcraft at all. But he has seen his grandmother make witches. Grandmother is a very powerful witch, so even if she can't, she can tell a lot of witches.

The general Qin Andao is a witch.

Wen Qingwu looked at the sparkling lake, crowded with people. Emperor Zhende on the third floor of the boat had already walked out, and a group of people stood on the deck, Su Jinli and the crown prince Li Zhen stood beside Emperor Zhende, not knowing what to say.

She didn't expect that in this prosperous Tang Dynasty, no, the Tianzhou Dynasty. And in Kyoto, there are witches of different races.

"Who are you?" Yuan Li's shrill voice sounded behind him.

Wen Qingwu turned his head and followed Yuan Li's gaze to look at the young man standing outside the tree. The day of the Dragon Boat Festival was very big, Wen Qingwu stood in the shade of the tree, looking at the young man bathed in the sun, and was in a trance for a moment. The face is covered with powder, which is more delicate. That's right, it's delicate. A pair of affectionate eyes were staring at Wen Qingwu

She is not even greedy for women, let alone men.

But it's a bit of a nice thing to look at.

"We're asking you! Who are you and what?! Yuan Li raised his eyes.

The young man looked at Wen Qingwu, his lips were closed, as if he had a thousand words, but there was no sound on his lips.

Facing the young man's eyes, Wen Qingwu had a sense of foreboding. She straightened her back imperceptibly and took small steps back: "Yuanli, you take the willow leaf to see if anyone is coming over from the boat." ”