Then she took out another organ, put it in front of her eyes and even walked to the door of the house, letting the light in so that she could see more clearly.

"Master Wen, go get a candle and open the door a little." Her mouth commanded, and her eyes were still staring at the bloody object.

Wenzao's thick eyebrows pressed deeply, and Xinchang's body couldn't help shaking. When Jun Zilin looked up, he couldn't hold back any longer, his deep majestic and cold eyes shrank suddenly, and he slammed the door away.

I only heard a faint sound of "vomit" outside.

Jun Zilin frowned when she heard this, "Who made you hold on, it's really a bad thing." I didn't expect Master Wen to be so weak. ”

She couldn't help but shake her head, and then she had to fend for herself.

The heretics examined on the corpse, Jun Zilin neatly placed them on the table on the side, and turned around to rearrange the corpse. Then he called outside: "Go get some needles and threads, and use them now." ”

There was no movement outside, Jun Zilin waited a little, and saw that no one came. She had to take a cloth and wipe her bloody hands, intending to fetch the needle and thread herself, intending to stitch the corpse together and make it again.

She was pushing the door out when suddenly a cold hand suddenly stuck in her neck, "Ugh! ”

Jun Zilin only had time to snort, but the sky was in suspense, and it was dark and unconscious in an instant.

Wei Rongrong was sent to the General's Mansion first, because she was worried that there would be extraneous branches, because she did not send a letter to the Zhuguo Mansion. After Dr. Yun finished treating Jing Zhaoyin's wife, he happened to return home, and when he saw Wei Rongrong, who was not half alive, he was taken aback and hurriedly checked his pulse.

"How's Miss?" The only maid who followed Wei Rongrong asked eagerly, even if she asked this, her whole body was still trembling.

It's hard to imagine that the person who accompanied her to wait for the young lady was actually pretending to be a maid, and he was still a killer.

She didn't even realize that there was anything else true in this world.

Miss is unconscious like this again, and when she returns home, she will definitely peel her skin!

"Anyway, let her wake up first." Yun Youzhuo said, went to get the silver needle, and acupunctured several acupuncture points on Wei Rongrong's body, and after a while, she woke up leisurely.

"What's wrong with me? What about my sister? ”

Wei Rongrong woke up and immediately asked.

The maid pounced on her young lady and hugged her young lady and cried.

"Don't cry, Miss Wei is still very weak, I'll prescribe some medicine for her to take first, and then see the effect." Yun Youzhuo was the first to speak, and then listened to the maid say, "My young lady has taken the antidote before." It was given by the princess herself, saying that she asked Yun Gongzi to take a look, does my young lady still need to take medicine. ”

As soon as Yun Youzhuo heard this, he immediately didn't dare to slack off, and carefully examined it again, and finally said, "Miss Wei is very weak, so it's better to take some medicine, what did the girl say?" ”

The maid smiled and felt that this doctor was really honest and cute. Covering his lips, he said coquettishly, "Why do you still let the slave and maid say it, it's the doctor, you have to say!" ”

"Okay, then let's prescribe some medicine." Yun Youzhuo turned around and went to prescribe medicine.

Wei Rongrong woke up and asked the people around her, "How is my sister, you're not injured, are you?" ”

"The princess is fine, just let Miss give birth to her body, and don't go to the criminal department again."

"yes, then I'm not going." Wei Rongrong honestly and obediently leaned in the chair, softly waiting to decoct herself to eat.

After taking the medicine, Wei Rongrong felt stronger, and instructed the people around her not to say what happened, and then took the carriage back to her mansion. On the road, I saw a small old horse-drawn carriage galloping in the downtown area, and the two cars almost collided. Wei Rongrong was frightened, and had to open the carriage curtain to look at the old carriage, wondering whose car it was, so arrogant and rude.

But I saw that the curtain of the carriage was lifted with the wind, revealing a corner of the pale cyan dress, which was a little familiar.

Wei Rongrong couldn't help stroking her forehead and sighed: "Isn't it bad, that skirt looks like my sister's." ”

What she didn't know was that the person in the carriage was Jun Zilin.

After being stunned, Jun Zilin seemed to have lost her soul, dizzy, and felt like she was floating in the sky, as if she had seen Rong Rong. The curtain of the car lifted a corner, Rong Rong's face was pale, and she looked very fragile.

She followed worriedly, wanting to touch it.

Suddenly there was a pain in her body, and at first glance, Jun Zilin came back to her senses, opened her eyes and found that she was surrounded by an empty house.

And Rong Rong's fragile little face left in her mind seemed to be a dream.

There was no one around at the moment, she was placed in this mansion, it was not the usual familiar scenery, and she didn't know where she was.

There was some soreness in the back of his head, and there were still some bloody scabs on his hands, which were from the corpse.

Looking at the extent of this blood scab condensation, Jun Zilin judged that she had not been away from the Criminal Department for a long time, maybe it was close to the imperial capital, maybe it was within the imperial capital, and the difference was not too far.

I didn't expect to be brought here.

Jun Zilin couldn't help but guess that the other party took advantage of Wenzao and the others to sneak into the criminal department when they were unprepared, so they kidnapped him.

It's not like Wei Wanyan's style.

That woman will only kill herself, and now this group of people, I don't know what the purpose is?

Jun Zilin secretly guessed that if they didn't kill themselves, they would have a plan.

The courtyard was empty, and she tried to go outside, but found that there were men in black guarding her, and she couldn't get out at all.

"Call your master."

Jun Zilin confessed, but saw the man in black leave and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

These people cover their faces, apparently not wanting to be discovered. Jun Zilin secretly wondered, who would do this? It must be someone she is familiar with, otherwise the other party would not be so secretive.

Jun Zilin didn't wait long, and when she was wandering around the courtyard, the man in black sent a woman dressed in an ordinary servant costume in.

Turning his head to look from afar, he saw that this woman's beautiful eyes were as bright as the autumn moon, inlaid on the snow-white little face, and even more lined with peach blossoms on the human face, making her whole person as bright as spring.

No matter what, Jun Zilin didn't expect that the person who came, the person who kidnapped her turned out to be the embroidered concubine?

Until Concubine Xiu approached, Jun Zilin's brain looked at the incomparably luxurious concubine Niangniang in Jinwu Palace, but now she looked like an ordinary woman.

Why did she kidnap herself?

Could it be because of the miscarriage that you want to kill yourself?

No, it's not.

The embroidered concubine will not be so stupid.

From inside the palace to outside the palace, if you want to avoid a lot of eyes and ears, something big must happen, so that the embroidered concubine has to go out of the palace to deal with it personally.

So what's going on?

In an instant, Jun Zilin thought of countless possibilities.

Before this, Jun Zilin thought about making the embroidered concubine miscarry, if the safflower was actually from her own hand. So who took the first step to plug the safflower to himself? How could he possibly accept it, and still accept it willingly?

At this moment, Jun Zilin was extremely entangled, and the matter of the embroidered concubine's miscarriage lingered in her heart, making her unable to break free.

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