The Tang Dynasty’s Female Forensic Doctor

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"Go to bed early!" Liu Qingsong made up a sentence, squatting back to the house to rub iron and fight drugs.

Yan Yan took off her shoes under the gallery and entered the house.

Lying on the couch, I couldn't sleep, and I was worried that it was one thing, and she didn't take long before she got used to sleeping next to her. Whenever she had a nightmare, she would have a powerful arm to carry her into her arms. Give warmth.

Yue Dongsheng and Xishen, Yan Yan squinted and looked at the position from the lattice window on the ground quietly changed position, the heart is more anxious.

Until the day when she was about to fall asleep, the window made a slight noise, and someone quietly opened the window and turned in.

Yan Yan could hear the sound of the clothes, and soon the man went to bed with a cool breath, approached her, reached out to help her caress and scattered the hair on the face, it seems that she quietly looked at her for a while, Want to lie down.

Yan Yan knows Xiao Yu without looking at her eyes. She turned over and reached for his strong waist.

"I haven't slept yet?" Xiao Yu pulled the pillow over and placed it under her head.

Yan Yan did not say anything, just hugged him. For a long time, I opened my eyes and looked up at the black eyes, looking at her with a faint smile.

"A Yan, do you worry about me." Xiao Yu asked softly.

"Yeah." Yan Yan should have a voice.

"Is it worried that I have more?" Xiao Yu is not sure. Yan Yan is a person who is not good at hiding her emotions. Xiao Yu started to see her from the Tibetan Moon Pavilion and noticed her expression. It is clear that she had thought about Su Fu.

Yan Yan released her hand and sat up, the sound was flat and said: "You doubt me."

"A Yan, I have never asked you about Su Fu, just want to know where I am in your heart, where is it." Xiao Yu looked straight at her.

"I don't know where you are in my heart." Yan Yan's eyes did not shy away.

The brilliance in Xiao Yu's eyes was obviously dimmed. He slowly lay down, but he listened to Yan Yan and said: "Because I started to choose you, I gave it to you. You can't see it clearly."

Yan Yan lay down against him and stopped talking. She was restless for half a night, but when she came back, she encountered such a problem. It is impossible to say that she is not angry.

Behind him, Yan Yan felt the warmth behind her, and one arm put her in her arms. "Mrs, don't be mad."

Yan Yan broke away from him and moved to the side. Xiao Yu immediately posted it, and the voice softly called: "Yan Yan."

It was a bit of a spoiled taste. His fascinating and mellow voice, with a little bit of pleasing and spoiled, can be described as destructive to the murder of Yan Yan.

Xiao Yu stretched out her hand and held her slender waist. When she saw that she was not repelling, she knew that she was like the tone. She liked it, and then she went together and rubbed her cheek with her nose, and then sighed again: "Yan Yan, worry ""

"Don't make trouble, itchy." Yan Yan pushed him away.

Although the tone is still not very good, but Xiao Yu can clearly detect the changes in her state, she will reach into her arms and start to take the bitter line, "Yan Yan, I am injured."

Yan Yan turned over and the voice was tight. "Where is it hurt?"

Xiao Yu pointed to the thigh.

"There was still seven questions and eight questions." Yan Yan got up and lit the light inside the house. She found some wounds from the bed and took the clean cloth. She took a look at Xiao Yu and looked at him. The body is the middle of the clothes, the ink is moist, it seems to have just been bathed out, and the injury should not be heavy.

She sighed a little and said with a blank expression: "The pants are off."

Even though Chang'an women have always been jealous, but Yan Yan can be said to be the best of them, Xiao Yu coughed, "Nothing serious, don't take it off, ma'am."

“I didn’t bother to tell me what to do?” Yan Yanzhen sat on the couch, and when he saw the trousers that caught him, he had to cut it. Xiao Yu quickly stopped: “I’m off, I can only wear it. This piece of underwear came over."

Said, reached out and solved the pants.

There is no underwear like the later generations. When you take off your pants, you will only cover the clothes that are half-length and not short. If you looming, you will quickly turn your attention to your legs.

The grass on the left leg and the knees are covered with cloth, and the outer side of the knee is still bleeding. Yan Yan gently cut the cloth with scissors. "Does it hurt?"

"No problem." Xiao Yu sees the look of Yan Yan's worry, the lips are slightly tilted. He can't help but reflect. Yan Yan is not a passionate person. All his feelings are very subtle. In addition, he knows that Yan Yan has unusual feelings for Su Fu, so he is very unconfident. At the end of the day, he never seemed to ask Su Fu, but he was very generous. In fact, there is still a knot in his heart. Today, Su Fu was found there, and his heart was very unhappy.

"Born by a sword? What happened?" Yan Yan frowned, the wound is not deep, but it is very long, but in fact this kind of injury is more painful.

"Finally let me catch the tail." Xiao Yu with a smile on his face, but his eyes are a cold, "Li Tai and the Baling Princess teamed up to give me a set. Baling Princess ordered someone to imitate my handwriting. Guiding Bai Yi and others into the trap, and Li Tai set up an ambush on the way to Bai Yi, not only got a lot of evidence, but also wanted to capture Bai Yi.

Xiao Yu snorted, "It’s a pity, it’s still tender. Although Li Taifu has recruited many people, it’s almost all good at the history of the history, and the plan is far less than the ones under Li’s hands. People want to deal with me, innocent."

However, I guessed that Yan Yan was not separated from the ten. The action she helped Xiao Xiao was slightly tightened. "The Princess of Baling is really willing to give up the blood for you."

Xiao Yu took a deep breath and smiled. "You want to murder your husband.... She was just interested in me at the beginning. Later, I was put together and ruined the virtues she had worked hard in front of the Holy Spirit. So I hate it, I am afraid that I want to pull me down when I dream, and I have to slap on my feet and have no love for me."

Yan Yan said: "As you said, the original Princess Baling hangs your portrait is to throw a flying knife every day!"

"Hah, your statement is new. If not, do you think she copied so many things I read the dossier? I know that I have nothing to do with the confidant, but she wants to hold my fault." Xiao Yu is wearing pants. A side.

Yan Yan snorted, "But I dare to say that Princess Baling must have love for you, she wants to conquer you."

"Smell the taste of old vinegar." Xiao Yu sniffed her and sniffed, and immediately approached her ear, whispered: "She can't conquer me, only you can."

He reached out and held his hand and led her to touch the place where it had already been hot. She is very surprised, she has never teased him! And the clothes on the body are also properly dressed. Isn’t Xiao Yan thinking about her?

With this kind of thought coming out, Xiao Yu’s speech was sprayed on the face of Yan Yan’s ear. The hot heat under her hand made her cheek hot and scorned: “No seriousness.”

Xiao Yu sighed, let go of his hand, and lay down on the couch. No wife had to endure it before. Now, I have to endure more pain. In fact, he should sleep in a room, but he would rather endure it and not want to divide the room.

"How is your tail hidden?" Yan Yan no longer provokes her, lying not far from him, talking and shifting his attention.

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