Forensic Poison Concubine

"Check?"

Jun Zi Lin a look, immediately heart under smile, too good, sent to the door.

He immediately nodded, bent down and touched the king's leg. Who knows small hand just falls on that thigh that is full of hard muscle, arm is grasped by a big hand.

"Why?" Jun Zi Lin looks at him, eyes show doubt.

Zhou Jin hooked his lips and asked meaningfully, "Jun Zilin, what are you touching? Are you looking at Wang's legs or what are you doing?"

Jun Zilin's hand fell on the leg bone, but it was gently pressed. In fact, it was touching the bone. I remember what she did to the man in the secret room last night. It's just like that.

Just above the hall, in full view of the public, she had no good intention. When she wanted to do it, it was too late.

"Do you have any palace sand here?"

Jun Zi Lin Leng Bu Ding is pinched by him arm, the heart is surprised for a moment: is the fox finally exposed the tail.

If the king of Jin dared to ask such a question, there must be a purpose behind it.

Jun Zilin knows, the man in the secret room knows.

And that man has been trying to kill her, Jun Zilin depressed is, she was poisoned, lost innocence, this account she did not calculate. It was the man who took advantage of her that rushed to kill her. It was really -

thinking, suddenly Jun Zilin felt that King Zhou Jin Jin came to lift her sleeve and wanted to check her arm.

Between the electric light and flint, she saw a bowl of hot tea on the low four corner table next to her, with a little tea from Longjing before the rain floating on it. Leng buting, she picked up the teacup and poured it down to the king of Jin who wanted to uncover her sleeve

Jun Zilin thinks she can keep it from others, but the king of Jin has to come to see it himself. It's not easy for this man to see it. If he is seen, he will be helpless. How can he keep his life?

So: must not let him see!

"Ouch."

A cup of hot tea drenched down, all poured on Jun Zilin's arm, hot she directly trembled, and pushed away the king of Jin.

Immediately, Jun Zilin held her injured arm and curled up in tears, pretending to be pathetic What should I do? It hurts so much... "

As she said this, she pulled off the sleeve and saw a large red burn on her arm. And shougongsha is also in the list. But because of scald, and make that Sha mole, look is not very clear. See this kind of appearance, Jun Zi Lin secretly looked at the king of Jin, see each other handsome face colorless, unexpectedly is how can not see a little emotion.

Jun Zilin can't help but wonder, has this move deceived King Zhou Jin?

But when she was worried, the king of Jin took out a black brocade handkerchief embroidered with gold silk. His slender fingertips swept over Jun Zilin's hot arm and bandaged her in person: "Miss Jun, your bandaging skill is standard; your medical skill is excellent; how can you burn yourself so carelessly?"

He leaned over and was breathless and powerful. His tone is gentle and his voice is magnetic, which can make women submit. But Jun Zilin couldn't help shivering.

Jun Zilin, who is in a mess in her heart, can't imagine that the man who is sleeping in the secret room is king Zhou of Jin. Zhou Jin, with a heavy hand and great power, looks normal on the surface, but in fact he is moody. When I sleep with him, it's not a matter of getting cheap, it's a matter of losing my life. The prince of Jin is a noble man. How can he be easily slept by a woman?

Jun Zi Lin at the moment in the heart like ten buckets of water, up and down, even breathing also some disorder. The brain is turning fast, what kind of method should be used to completely turn Zhou Jin's attention away. First, now that he sees his palace guarding sand, he should be dubious and not be sure that it is her Jun Zilin. Second, he must suspect that the cup of tea just splashed too coincidentally. Maybe he will make a second investigation!

There must be a way out of her mind.

At this moment, Jun Zilin thought a lot.

Suddenly, a woman's sharp voice came from outside. It was Fu Ling Cui. Jun Zilin's eyes flashed, and her heart was full of malice: it's better to push Fu lingcui out. Let the king of Jin suspect her!

Think of it and do it.

Seeing that Zhou Jin had finished dressing for himself, Jun Zilin quickly withdrew and quickly reached out to open the carriage curtain, and was about to respond to Fu lingcui. Who knows, just at this moment, the carriage suddenly stops, Jun Zilin one does not prevent, the body suddenly falls forward.

"Be careful."

A rich magnetic man across, Jun Zilin suddenly opened his eyes, see that he did not fall down, the heart under some tiny happy. He was about to turn his head to thank Zhou Jin for saving himself, but he dropped his eyes to see that the man was crossing his chest with his slender arm.

Chest?!

Because the carriage accidentally rowed forward again, the arm actually rowed twice in front of her chest.

Jun Zilin on the spot anxious eyes, turned his head angrily staring at the side of this mountain collapse in front of the man without half frown, "Your Highness, how are you?"When Zhou Jin saw that the carriage stopped, he slowly drew back his hand. His thin lips opened slightly, but he was as indifferent as water? You are just a 13-year-old girl. Will I despise a girl who doesn't have anything? "

He said, the long eyes of that pair of enchantment even fair and aboveboard ground glanced at the chest of eye Jun Zi Lin.

Jun Zi Lin is angry, along his line of sight, looking down at his chest, a flat, just like the airport.

See this kind of figure, Jun Zi Lin seems to have been mugged. Some delicate scenes emerge in my mind, the life of the original owner Jun Zilin in the prime minister's house. Clothing, food, housing and transportation. Every treatment is the worst.

Because when his parents died, the emperor was very concerned about him.

But no matter how much favor you have, you can't be better than a person walking through the tea.

What's more, at the beginning, the prime minister promised that the original owner lived a life of luxury in the prime minister's house. Naturally, the emperor no longer cares about these inner houses. Besides, the original owner is a fool. Although the emperor once summoned her, because she was deliberately arranged, she made a scandal in front of Shengjia. From then on, anyone who had done by the original owner complained about her silly name.

Since then, her life has plummeted.

A 13-year-old girl of the same age, though not yet hairpin, has begun to develop. The flat steamed bread began to swell.

But the original owner is still dry bean sprouts body.

When I think of the past, I feel sad.

Zilin's head suddenly sucks. She raised her face and saw Zhou Jin's big palms with thin cocoons caressing her head. The king of Jin's action seemed to touch his dog.