I don't know what's wrong, as soon as Ji Liu arrived here, his body began to get hot, and his whole body seemed to be full of strength, and everywhere he was full of energy and high morale, completely out of his control.

It was too hot, Sheng Li wanted to push away the thin quilt, but Ji Liu was on the side, even if he persuaded him to come down and no longer go to Meng Lao, he was still worried that something would happen to him, and a pair of eyes stared at Sheng Li, refusing to stagger for a moment.

He didn't dare to look at Ji Liu, and glanced down, so he had to wrap the quilt tighter. He swallowed his saliva, the current situation, a man in the room is embarrassed to lift the quilt, but at such an urgent moment, it is a woman by his side, except for embarrassment and avoidance.

The two of them have their own thoughts, each holding on to one place, the whole room is so quiet that even a needle can be heard on the ground, the lonely man and widow stay in one place, and there is no county government study lively.

"Eleven people, twenty-two eyes, what do you mean you can't draw?!" The sound of Wenyue City's atmosphere came out of the study, scaring the group of men outside the house into silence, and ran away in a puff of smoke, leaving Zhao Zhuang alone to face the storm inside.

Zhao Zhuang was about to bury his head in his chest, ashamed, he really didn't expect that just a human face could be so difficult to draw! He had been paying close attention to it, but it didn't work.

Zhao Zhuang tried his best to describe the face in his mind, but the old painter's painting was always unsatisfactory, he looked at the portrait of the old painter over and over again, and always felt that the face could coincide with all the faces, tightly fitted, and there were no flaws.

There are twelve people, and none of them can tell whether the man on the portrait brought by the prison department can match the old painter's drawing, and it is embarrassing to say it.

Zhao Zhuang trembled and said, "...... It feels like it, but when you think about it, it's not. ”

Wen Yuecheng raised his forehead after hearing this, he didn't even bother to sigh, he spent an afternoon, just finished writing the letter, let the carrier pigeon send it away, and was about to relax, Zhao Zhuang stupidly ran to him and handed him a crumpled portrait, saying that it was the man who was found by the prison department.

He was about to praise Zhao Zhuang, but he added the word "like" when he came, and he was stunned to hold back his words.

Wen Yuecheng doesn't expect to be able to get in touch with the things in the Criminal Prison Department, but he must have some concepts, and he can't be like the stupid people before, being a county lord who has no real power and only knows how to covet small profits.

He picked up the painting brought by Zhao Zhuang and looked at it twice, except for the sharp-beaked monkey's cheek face, there was really no feature on the facial features, and he couldn't distinguish it in the crowd, he said helplessly: "You take the painter to Uncle Zhang to get the money, and talk to the people who go out, if you think of any special place, reward." ”

"Uh......" Zhao Zhuang listened to his instructions, and explained embarrassedly: "The painter has already left, and he doesn't want any money." ”

The corners of Wen Yuecheng's mouth twitched, and he slapped the case: "Although the five dollars are small, Lord Ben can't help but give it!" Zhaofeng County is not the place to pick the door! There was no pause in the words, and there was no sense of shame at all, as if he didn't set the price of a painting.

Zhao Zhuang: "......" really has nothing to refute!

"No," the more Wen Yuecheng thought about it, the more angry he became, he couldn't control the pain in his palms, and walked up to Zhao Zhuang and said, "Where is the painter setting up a stall?" Ben-sama went to the hospital to see Reiko and brought him the money by the way. ”

"My lord, are you kidding?!" Zhao Zhuang kept praying in his heart, hoping that Wenyuecheng would not go out and lose face for five yuan, and no one in the entire Zhaofeng County now knew that this steamed bun face belonged to the county master.

The old painter was obviously not happy when he left, if Wen Yuecheng took advantage of the fact that the streets were lively at night, he would have to force the old painter to accept the inconspicuous five cents, and the dispute would not be all known.

There are very few people in the yamen who are as shameless as Wen Yuecheng, and if they are asked about this matter in the future, they will not even dare to go out of the door.

"Who's kidding you?! Say it! ”

Under Wen Yuecheng's repeated questioning, Zhao Zhuang said the location of the old painter, and silently wiped a cold sweat for everyone in the yamen, thinking that no colleague would be willing to go out on an errand in a few days.

After Chen Ba finished the case, he was called back by Chen Fuyue, Wen Yuecheng walked slowly on the street alone, and when he arrived at the place described by Zhao Zhuang, he didn't see the fairy wind and bones in his mouth, the handsome and elegant old painter.

I only saw the woman selling rouge gouache, Wen Yuecheng stood in front of the stall for a long time, and couldn't help but suspect that Zhao Zhuang had deceived him.

"Isn't this Lord Wen?" Wen Yuecheng frowned, her eyes lingered on the rouge stall, and when the woman saw this, she hesitated for a while before greeting.

Wen Yuecheng is a celebrity in Zhaofeng County, he served as the county lord at a young age, and his side is even cleaner, and he never participates in those things that are flies and dogs, and his temperament is also happier than that of Sheng Li Zhao girl, and many people are staring at it.

When the woman raised her eyes and saw him standing in front of the rouge stall, she thought that he had gone to the wrong place, who knew that Wen Yuecheng's eyes had never left the rouge, and she guessed in her heart that it was not the young man with golden eyes who had a sweetheart, and she asked gossipingly: "The adults want to buy rouge?" What girl is so blessed?! ”

“？” If you talk about the girl, there is only the willow left, but if you buy her rouge, Sheng Li will lie back angrily.

Although at this time, Sheng Li estimated that he had been assassinated by Meng Lao, and he must be lying still.

When Wen Yuecheng thought of this, he immediately became energetic, he was anxious to see the tragic situation of the ceremony, so he hurriedly asked the woman: "Dare to ask the eldest sister, didn't this stall sell paintings originally?" ”

"Yes," replied the woman with a smile, "but the apportionment in the bazaar is a bit more expensive, and the old man and I use it during the day and the other at night." Master Wen wants to find the old man, but he has to come during the day tomorrow. ”

Knowing this, Wen Yuecheng didn't stay any longer, and after thanking him, he hurried to the medical hall.

Meng Lao only said that if the two medicines were mixed together, there would be unexpected results, but he didn't say what kind of situation it was, Wen Yuecheng thought of these and walked more energetically, looking at such a good thing, how could he miss it.

At the same time, Ji Liu is tormented in the house.

She is not the kind of person who likes to tidy things up all the time, but there is always a piece under the Sheng Li quilt, and it is really uncomfortable not to press it, Ji Liu has been staring at it for a long time.

She didn't know how much effort it took to suppress her imminent thoughts.

However, Ji Liu couldn't help it at this time, the main reason was the bowl of medicine brought by Meng Lao, she was going to feed the medicine, and she was going to take this opportunity to straighten out the thin quilt wrapped tightly on Sheng Li's body, thinking about it, the medicinal soup was also smoothly sent to the table next to Sheng Li.

"My lord, it's time to drink the medicine." She shook the pomp of her sleep.

Sheng Li kept his eyes closed, not daring to open them, the strangeness of his body made him at a loss, he didn't understand what was wrong in the middle, and the whole person couldn't be quiet.

Heat, even the internal organs are hot, Sheng Li did not dare to tense his body, lest it affect the healing of the wound, the pain was entangled, so that he kept panting, so as to calm the beating abnormal heart.

He was so focused on controlling himself that he didn't pay attention to Ji Liu's light walk, and when Sheng Li was suddenly pushed by Ji Liu to wake up his senses, he almost wet his pants.

Sheng Li's shy face was completely red, frightened and ashamed, his face was pale, he didn't dare to move, for fear that he would not be able to control his disrespect, so he could only continue to pretend to sleep.

"Your Excellency, Your Excellency!" Ji Liu pushed it twice, Meng Lao said that the medicinal soup needs to be drunk in time, and the effect of the medicine is poor when it is cold, so she does not give up and pushes hard.

With such strength, Sheng Li didn't like to pretend to be asleep again, he slowly opened his eyes, the red under his eyes was exposed in front of Ji Liu, and replied: "The hard girl Ji helped me up." The man's magnetic voice, accompanied by hoarseness, reached her ears and made her heart sway.

She picked up Sheng Li, felt the temperature of her palm, and it was even hotter, so hot that she almost spilled the medicinal soup, and asked again: "Don't you really need to call Meng Lao to come in and take a look?" It's very hot on the adult's body, don't be serious! ”

After receiving Sheng Li's repeated assurances, she had no choice but to let go, put the person down lightly, pretended not to care and pulled the quilt covering Sheng Li's body up, and then wiped the surface of the thin quilt.

The action was swift and the attack was ruthless, so that the two of them were stunned at the same time.

Sheng Li's lower body was in severe pain, and he was about to faint, but he couldn't scream, as if he was blocked by the smoke rushing out of the tuyere.

Ji Liu, who had done something bad, only felt that her hand was as hard as a cone for a moment, and the position rose again after her hand left.

She was stunned and muttered, "It turns out that the quilt is not empty." ”

"My lord, there's something in your quilt," Ji Liu turned his head to look at Sheng Li's almost violent pupils, and asked with a little kindness, "Do you need the folk girl to help you take it out?" ”

When Sheng Li heard it, Hutchison Liu, who didn't know what kind of expression to put on, looked at each other, and the corners of his mouth twitched twice.

"What did you say, sir?" Sheng Li's mouth kept opening and closing, and a subtle sound came from his side, Ji Liu couldn't hear it clearly, and then turned his head sideways and brought his ear closer.

Seeing that she didn't hear it, Sheng Li endured the pain and raised his head slightly, and said hoarsely: "Old Meng! Go find Meng Lao! ”

It was so weak that it seemed that she was going to fall down in the next second, Ji Liu was so frightened that she was at a loss, her hands were in the air, she didn't dare to fall if she wanted to, regardless of her image, she shouted out with her throat: "Meng Lao!" Meng Lao! Come on, something has happened to you!! ”

At this time, the heads of two people, one black and one white, were tightly pressed against the door, and Ji Liu's terrible screams made the two of them even more panicked, especially Wen Yuecheng, who was planning everything, he poked Meng Lao with his hand crutches: "Call you, go quickly!" ”

"The old man is not going," Meng Lao was also full of remorse, believing that Wen Yuecheng was the most serious crime he had committed in this body: "Lord Wen, this idea was your idea, and it has nothing to do with the old man if something happens." ”

He tried to clear up the relationship, but his brain was hot at the time, and he thought that there was something lively to see, so he didn't look at it for nothing, and if he didn't notice it for a while, he was seduced by Wen Yuecheng.