Liu Ruyan was shocked, the so-called ghost belly, literally is a baby born by a female ghost, but in fact, it is a child born to a mother after she loses her breath, and is regarded as an ominous person.

"Bai's father and mother were originally pharmacists, but unfortunately they were affected by the war, and my mother was already dying when she was sent to Yizhuang, and it didn't take long for her to lose her life. When my adoptive father saw that there was still fetal movement in the belly of the woman's corpse, he immediately took scissors and gauze and carried me out. ”

He seemed to think of the lonely old man, and his face was faint with a little nostalgia.

"I have been with corpses since I was a child, and I was born sensitive to smells, and I was able to understand the ways taught by my adoptive father until I ......," he said, his voice becoming more and more difficult, "until that day, a batch of corpses came from Yizhuang, and I went to see them at the time, and they were smallpox." ”

"Not long after, my adoptive father also contracted smallpox, and he hid alone in a small, dilapidated room waiting to die." Bai Zhi covered her eyes, and the fingers in her sleeves trembled slightly.

Bai went to all the medical halls and tried countless prescriptions, but he could only watch him get thinner and thinner. I can't save it, my adoptive father can't save it......"

A medicine is hard to find, and a thousand gold is hard to find.

Unexpectedly, Bai Zhi had such an experience before she became famous in the apricot forest world, Liu Ruyan thought quietly.

There seemed to be a thin young man in front of him, reading at night, rummaging through ancient and modern medical books, boiling a bowl of medicinal soup, and serving it to the old man who was about to die.

Day after day, until finally, in the rancid stench of Yizhuang, the white lantern crumbled, and only the boy was left under the lamp.

Alone, with corpses as companions.

She pursed her lips and spoke out for a while: "Mourning." ”

"It's all gone." Bai Zhi was stunned, "Fortunately, Bai is fortunate to worship in the Medicine King Valley and learn the art of Qihuang, so that everyone can avoid the pain of illness and torture." ”

Time seems to return to Taiping Village, a village covered by heavy snow, Bai Zhi is in a green shirt, sitting in the tent, accompanied by the sound of tuk tuk researching medicine, writing down a pair of prescriptions.

"You suddenly asked about the autopsy, what are your plans?"

Liu Ruyan straightened up and said seriously: "If a person has suffered any serious injuries before death, and then burned with fierce fire oil, can he be injured before death again?" ”

"It is a heavy injury, but only a bone examination." He said bluntly, "Do you suspect that in addition to cutting the meridians, they have suffered other injuries?" ”

Liu Ruyan slowed down her voice: "In Liujiazhuang that day, only Uncle Quan died in the ancestral hall, and his posture was different from others, not like he had his hands and tendons cut off, but like he had been tortured and killed." ”

She paused slightly: "Uncle Quan's skills are far above us, and throughout the world, he rarely encounters opponents. ”

Except for Shen Yanchu's grandmaster level, she really couldn't think of anyone else who could take Liu Hanquan.

If they are outnumbered, why can't any of them escape alive from dozens of people in Liujiazhuang?

They all died on the spot.

If the traces left by the murderer can be found through the bone examination, it can also prove the fact that their Liujiazhuang was slaughtered, and she has revenge and revenge.

The crime of treason, they Liu family does not carry it.

"Tell me your plan." Shen Yanchu sat at the table, his fingers tapping the wooden case.

She cleared her mind and slowly spoke: "The batch of charred corpses transported from Liujiazhuang is already in Dali Temple, and when the case is settled, it will be handed over to the Criminal Department for approval." I will make the Holy One take back His will before they are condemned. ”

"This picture is Jinyang City, the imperial city is in the south, and it is in charge of Jiangshan Sheji; The palace is located in the north, and it is dedicated to the sleeping palace of the Son of Heaven. She took out a map of the city she had drawn earlier, spread it on the table, and her fingertips swiped over a palace, "This is Dali Temple." ”

Dali Temple is in charge of criminal prison cases in various places, and all serious and doubtful cases are tried by the Dali Temple, the Criminal Department Shangshu and the Imperial History.

She moved her finger lightly and pointed to one place: "I will disguise the two of you as small officials, and then you will infiltrate the Dali Temple and find the autopsy room." ”

She swiped her finger and pointed to another place: "Daming Palace is the palace of the Han Emperor, and there are three Praetorian Guards on duty in turn, so I sneaked into the palace of the Son of Heaven during their changing of the guard and left a proverb." ”

"That's what you're capable of?" Shen Yanchu interrupted her.

Liu Ruyan's eyelashes lifted slightly: "Don't forget, as a scout, I'm the best at spying." ”

"Don't forget, now you're running out of strength."

Liu Ruyan was dumbfounded.

Just as he was about to refute, Shen Yanchu preemptively said: "You and Bai Zhi go to Dali Temple, and I will go to the Son of Heaven's dormitory alone." ”

Using his fingers as a blade, he divided the drawing into two halves, and this move was seen by Liu Ruyan, so he was helping her?

At the beginning, she let the demon be her entourage, but she just said it casually, but these days, Shen Yanchu's care for her is like moisturizing things silently, not deliberately, not flattering, with innate naturalness and randomness.

Liu Ruyan looked at him and opened her lips.

"Thank you," she said softly.

Shen Yanchu twisted his good-looking eyebrows, sat under the candlelight, and asked rhetorically: "Don't you change your clothes for me?" ”

Liu Ruyan then remembered that she and Bai Zhi could blend into Dali Temple by changing clothes, but the Son of Heaven's bedroom was different, and the defense was tight.

Therefore, she needs to transform Shen Yanchu into the inner servant of the Han Emperor - Chang Gonggong.

Glancing at Shen Yanchu, who was in the posture of a celestial man, he suddenly felt that it was a little difficult to pretend to be a eunuch.

"Why don't you do it yet?" He closed his eyes and tilted his head slightly.

Liu Ruyan gathered her mind and walked in front of him to stand still.

first put a layer of powder makeup on his face, and his already white skin was even more pale at the moment.

She kept moving in her hands, took another box of lipstick, dipped her fingertips in carmine, swept the tails of her eyes lightly, and then opened it on her lips.

With a slight coolness on his fingertips, Shen Yanchu subconsciously tightened his eyebrows.

He doesn't like to be touched by others, but the time spent with him day and night during this period of time has made him feel at ease and have no imaginary disgust.

Liu Ruyan stared at him, and under his fingers, there was a moist touch, like petals that could not bear the spring breeze.

Extremely soft, extremely soft, with a bit of demagogic meaning......

The hand paused at this moment.

"Why don't you get it?" Shen Yanchu's voice was lazy.

His already cold eyebrows and eyes, the moment he opened his eyes, inadvertently showed a trace of style.

Liu Ruyan looked at him, and her heartbeat seemed to miss a beat.

I knew that this guy was born very well and had a delicate face, even if he was a woman, he couldn't help but envy him.

But his innate nobility makes people feel unattainable and unattainable. A pair of eyes are even cooler, with a proud posture of all things, which is like now, the corners of the eyebrows and eyes are all glow.

A little powder, the complexion is enchanting.

If it is said that Shen Yanchu, who is dressed in white, is handsome, then now, it is as sultry as a demon. It is said that the men of the Wei and Jin dynasties are all feminine, presumably, this is the appearance.

Shen Yanchu was still concentrating, a pair of eyes that had been painted by rouge, and he slanted at Liu Ruyan, who was putting on makeup for him.

A touch of red at the center of the eyebrows is the "joy" in the seven feelings.

"So what are you rejoicing in?" He asked coldly.

Liu Ruyan's face changed slightly.

She held back her thoughts and deliberately grimaced him: "Don't move, the makeup is not done yet." ”

Knowing that he didn't plan to admit it, Shen Yanchu didn't ask, closed his eyes, and let her fiddle.

After finishing the makeup, Liu Ruyan took out tweezers, hair and other things from the box one after another, followed the memory, and changed the face in her hand into the appearance of Chang Gonggong.

The inner servant Chang Gonggong is four points similar to Shen Yanchu's bones, and after her transformation, at a glance, she can't find anything abnormal.

Nearby, Bai Zhi watched Shen Yanchu change his appearance, until he changed into the costume of an inner servant, as if he was another person.

"When you meet someone else in the palace, don't open your mouth." She instructed.

Shen Yan's first voice is like his own person, and the nobility in his timbre is what a eunuch can have.