The warm sun slowly broke through the water, and the waterfront was crimson, but Yangzhou in early spring still had a little coolness.

The streets of Yangzhou have begun to be lively, the traders carry the flat shoulders through, the footsteps are gentle, but the baskets are heavy, the two ends of the flat shoulders are rhythmically sinking and stilting, making a gentle squeak...

The door of the Jiang family in Guanwei Lane has not yet been opened, and the lord of the Jiang family has already gone out of the hall at this time in the past. There were a few old women at the door, and you were discussing it word by word: "What's going on, right?" The woman in the green dress asked as she pulled the twine in her hand, and the other woman said, "Don't be the fourth girl of his family." "It's been more than two years since I've been sick, right? ", "It's been three years, and I don't have my mother at a young age, which is really distressing", "Isn't it, the day before yesterday, I went to the house to send hair oil to the four girls, and they were all thin", "Ouch"...

There was a panic in the Wangjiang Pavilion in the backyard of Jiangfu, and people were carrying water, busy washing handkerchiefs, and people were constantly coming in and out, mixed with soft sighs and cries.

"The weakness brought by the mother's womb is not easy to forcibly continue to live until now... Hey, destiny is not blessed, the old lady mourns. It was an old man who spoke, and by the way he shook his head, he knew that the man on the bed was really bad.

The girl in front of her, who is no longer alive, is the eldest daughter of the former baby in the Jiang Mansion, the only daughter of Jiang Ling, the lord of the Jiang family, and Lin Yueqing, the master mother, Jiang Qinghe.

Originally, it was a family of harmony and beauty, but Lin Yueqing died of illness when Jiang Qinghe was ten years old, leaving only Jiang Qinghe and her three elder brothers.

After her mother died, she was sick and crooked all day long, and her father first took a concubine for herself in order to give her a concubine, and then married her stepmother, and I don't know who this joy was for.

Rao is like this, Jiang Qinghe has been suffering for more than three years, and now she is still out of breath, she is already thin, and the house has begun to work for her.

Although it is a motherless concubine, a hairless phoenix is also a phoenix, and this funeral still has to be done according to specifications.

When Jiang Tao woke up, he saw a very rich eldest sister lying beside him crying, crying while making the bed hammer, Jiang Tao felt that if it wasn't for his big head, his head would be upside down by the hammer.

This eldest sister's cheeks are slightly round, a pair of almond eyes are slightly raised, her lips and teeth are exquisite, although she is covering her mouth and crying, but her body is filled with a layer of red mist, and the mist slowly ripples with her action of beating the bed, why are you so happy? .

Jiang Tao looked at the fog around the eldest sister and blindly guessed that the BGM in her mind at the moment was "Today is a good day".

Observe this eldest sister carefully, with a delicate high bun on her head, the top of the bun seems to be inserted into the mosquito net, the bun is wrapped with a lot of delicate gold branches and flowers, and there is a crown of bright topaz on the forehead, and there are many silk phoenix hairpins around it...

The last time Jiang Tao saw so much gold was in the gold trading center.

Seeing Jiang Tao open her eyes, the eldest sister in front of her was so frightened that she retreated again and again, and the tassel that was hung by the hairpin almost swept Jiang Tao's face, so frightened that Jiang Tao also hid in the bed.

The mist around the eldest sister also instantly turned orange, then green, and finally back to red.

There were also a few alternating voices from the side, "Ah! Jiang Tao followed the prestige, there was a man sitting next to the bed, and an old man with a sheep's horn beard stood behind him, and there were several little girls kneeling underneath, all dressed in ancient times.

What kind of cosplay scene is this, Jiang Tao thought to herself, she organized an arrest yesterday, is it a celebration party? I don't have to act so real, but these people don't know each other, and there is still a tumbling fog in front of me.

Jiang Tao couldn't help but be surprised, is the acting skills of the masses so high now, this sad emotion is so real.

Just now, the eldest sister switched so many emotions at once, and the relationship between happiness, fear, jealousy and anger was vividly expressed in one action. Now that he has played "hate", looking at the red mist rolling around his eldest sister, Jiang Tao secretly praised it in his heart.

Jiang Tao killed two gangsters with his bare hands in the first arrest operation, one of whom was still a young woman. As a result, he briefly suffered from "post-war stress disorder syndrome", and after recovery, he could see that the people around him were surrounded by a fog, with different colors and different emotions, sometimes although they were all red, but the actual emotions were different, and the exercise intensity of the fog was also different.

In the past few years, Jiang Tao has seen seven colors: red, orange, yellow, green, basket, black and gray, and they all basically correspond to emotions.

When he and his comrades-in-arms took the oath in front of the party emblem, all rolled around them was a rolling blue mist, which represented everyone's loyalty and inner peace.

The eggs of newly enlisted recruits are often full of energetic green mist, and the tumbling one is called a vigor, representing a positive and enterprising mood.

The mood of happiness is a calm, almost static red mist, while the criminal is generally a tumbling red mist, which represents anger and greed.

It was the red mist rolling on the eldest sister just now that it was no less than the first criminal she caught back then.

Psychologically, different emotions have corresponding colors.

The team doctor was also at a loss for Jiang Tao's situation, and only said that it might be a conjecture caused by nervousness.

But through continuous exploration and accumulation, Jiang Tao has been able to judge more than a dozen emotions, and he has never missed it.

And now the room is filled with a slowly churning black fog, which is obviously a very sad emotion.

The little girl at the front was black and chubby, crying the most sadly, her snot was about to fall to the ground, and Jiang Tao was even a little distressed when she saw it.

It is not easy for the people at the bottom to make a living, and they cry too seriously to earn some money.

However, in the past, I needed to hold my breath and concentrate my willpower to see the fog on others, and I could only distinguish the emotions of one or two people at a time, so what's wrong today? Could it be that it was the reason for waking up?

"Miss is awake! Miss woke up" Jiang Tao came back to her senses and didn't see who was talking clearly, but she was grabbed by a pair of big hands: "Qinghe! You're awake Qinghe!"

Jiang Tao retracted his gaze and saw a man in a slim robe in front of him, his neckline extended straight down along his neck and chest, his hair was neatly tied up on the top of his head, and his hair was hairpinned with an ink-colored hairpin, his face was very haggard, and the dark mist around him gradually disappeared, replaced by a soft red mist.

This big brother's acting skills are not bad, and this emotional switch is also a masterpiece.

The eldest brother said that he would join the play, and he was very excited to grab Jiang Tao's shoulders and shake them twice, the frequency of shaking and the seamless coordination of this person's sad and joyful emotions, Jiang Tao admired it even more, which was much stronger than the acting skills of some criminal suspects.

But this power is also great, could it be the leader of the military region next door?

"Who are you?" Jiang Tao's shaking internal organs wanted to struggle together, and asked.

After speaking, Jiang Tao subconsciously held his throat.

How can this voice be so gentle! This... Is this your own voice? I stick to the border line all day long, and every day I am either training or fighting, and I almost forget that I am a 'woman'.

After that, he looked down and saw that he was dressed in white, thin and boneless, his skin was tinged with a sickly pale, and the calluses on his hands due to the perennial gun were gone.

It's not my body! A chill instantly rose in Jiang Tao's heart.

The three words "crossed" hit Jiang Tao's nerves like thunder in his mind, could it be that he died last night? Seeing so many emotions today is also because of this?

Jiang Tao tried hard to recall the details of last night's arrest, only remembering that he chased the bandit into an abandoned construction site alone, turning left and right and gradually forcing him into a dead end, but he couldn't remember the rest.

"Hiss..."The more Jiang Tao tried to recall, the more blurred the picture in his mind became.

A headache struck suddenly, Jiang Tao was caught off guard and pressed her temples, and memories poured into Jiang Tao's mind like a tide.

"Jiang Qinghe." The name of the main owner of this body in front of me.

As the memories gradually calmed down and the pain gradually faded, Jiang Tao suddenly spit out these three words in his mouth.

Jiang Ling and the female envoys beside him all breathed a sigh of relief and instantly jumped up.

I just heard Miss's inexplicable words, and I thought Miss was sick and stupid, but now I cried with joy when I saw Miss say her name.

Only the "eldest sister" just now, Jiang Qinghe's stepmother, gradually calmed down from her fear at this moment, and a malice rose in her eyes, Jiang Qinghe also noticed this aggressive emotion, and the rolling red mist seemed to be about to penetrate Jiang Qinghe's skin.

Thinking of what Jiang Qinghe had experienced before his death, Jiang Tao slowly looked at the stepmother of the main lord at this moment, and said, "I'm awake, isn't my mother happy?" ”

Jiang Qinghe's voice like a weak willow supporting the wind hit Li Yingmei's nerves, and the stepmother of Jiang Qinghe in front of her instantly sat on the ground, speechless for a while, completely lacking the strength to pound the bed just now.

"Don't be sad father, daughter is fine." Jiang Tao took her eyes off the eldest sister and turned her head to the 'old father' in front of her, who obviously didn't look very old but was very hasty.

Jiang Qinghe's vain and weak words were still a little hoarse, as if he had walked out of the underworld, and Jiang Ling only felt sad when he heard this.

"Good boy, you're suffering." After that, he hugged Jiang Qinghe tightly.

Jiang Tao was strangled by the father of the main lord in front of him, and it seemed that the main body's body was very weak, and he coughed violently with the gradually accelerating breathing.

"Qinghe! How are you, Qinghe! Jiang Ling, whose eyes were red, let go of Jiang Tao in a panic, turned his head and shouted to the old man behind him, "Langzhong, Zhang Langzhong!" ”

Jiang Tao rolled her eyes helplessly by this father's operation.

You didn't do anything to strance me!