林 Since Lin Mengya returned from the study, she still smiled a little, but she no longer loved the gate of Liuxinyuan.

Jiang Ruqin and Lin Mengwu did not leave in the end, but it was because of Lin Mengya that he did not have such a big fanfare.

For this result, the people in the government are all very happy, except for a few in Liuxinyuan.

"You said, did the master quarrel with Grandpa?" Bai Yan lowered his voice and looked at the main house door with anxiety.

I had nothing to do. Four people, including Lin Zhongyu, sat in the small pavilion of Liuxinyuan and secretly communicated.

"I can't see it, the master and the king are all right. Don't worry about it blindly, if the master hears it, it's not good."

The oldest white cricket is very popular. The clothes and shoes of the three little guys were broken and repaired.

So, I have the most say.

"My sister is not so stingy, I want to see, the two foxes must be angry with my sister!"

Yu Lin Zhongyu's beautiful face was swollen, and for a while, he realized that his sister's life was far from bright on the surface.

But he didn't have any way to help his sister.

If, he is not so useless.

Compared with the gossip group outside, the combination in the room is even more weird.

Lin Lin Mengya was sitting on the desk, writing and drawing, and Qinghu nestled on the beauty couch leisurely.

"Little girl, what does Grandpa say, it can also be called four-colored and delicious meals. Why do you careless gadgets, every time you see Grandpa, you see the same."

Wu Qinghu was still indifferent to the tone, but Lin Mengya, who was used to it, had no interest at all.

In the past few days, Qinghu still stole the imperial decree in each house, but time has been increasing.

He said that the buyer was impatient, so he no longer had to deal with errands.

"If you really switch to flower picking thief, I warn you, stay away from the people in my yard. Otherwise, I don't mind sending you to the palace to be eunuch."

Without lifting his head, he issued a warning to shut up Qinghu.

For a long while, it was a boring Qinghu, and Mo Mo walked over, watching Lin Mengya busy from morning to the present piece of paper.

On it, there were densely packed words he didn't know.

Green fingers, nodded the dazzled paper, and asked curiously.

"Which country is this? Why doesn't Grandpa know any of them?"

Lin Lin Mengya picked her eyelids and hooked her finger away with a pen.

"Well, because you have no culture."

I ca n’t be surprised if I can understand. Lin Mengya is using the memory method of previous life to sort out the recent events.

I first had someone spend a lot of money and asked the Taohuawu killer to kill himself.

Later, the Queen sent this Mingsha Guanyin again.

In the end, it was the Qinghu who stole the imperial decree in each house.

All of this seems to be irrelevant, but she intuitively feels that these things are not as simple as they seem.

In fact, as long as Qinghu speaks of the customer behind the scenes, everything may have a definite answer.

But who knows, this guy is quite contractual.

No matter how intimidating I am, I just do n’t say, I just go to my yard every day.

Fortunately, the three girls and Lin Zhongyu are all their own confidants, otherwise, there might be some gossip.

"What is culture? If you have it, can you understand what you write? You tell me, where is this thing made?"

Wu Qinghu's eyes widened, as if he had seen something interesting.

Zhe Lin Mengya's mouth opened a helpless smile and thought about it.

"Well, if you are ugly, you will have to read more books. If you read more books, you will have culture."

I shook my hand and hurled this large piece of paper into a ball and threw it into a paper basket.

"Dead girl! You dare say Grandpa is ugly, Grandpa will not play with you!"

She smiled just beside her, but disappeared in the next second.

Lin Lin Mengya glanced at the basket without any surprise, and sure enough, the group of ghost paintings disappeared.

When she didn't know, did this dead fox come to spy?

I play infernal affairs with her, this dead fox is obviously not enough.

"The four of you, take good care of the house. I'll go out for a while. Come back soon."

I finally walked away from Qinghu, and Lin Mengya walked out of Liuxinyuan.

Lin Linkui had long been waiting for Lin Mengya in the dark, and nodded, and the two of them walked quietly to the back door of the palace.

He stepped onto a pony carriage, and the slightest pony carriage gradually disappeared into the crowd.

The carriage drove fast, Lin Mengya watched secretly, but finally stopped at a humble door.

"Here, once the largest tea house in Beijing, because of haunted rumors, it was set down by Wang Ye at a low price. The woman's body is inside the ice cellar."

Lin Kui whispered, Lin Mengya looked, and it turned out that the place where she came in was the back door of this tea house.

"I want you to prepare something for me, can you prepare it?"

Lin Linkui's face changed slightly, and from her arms, she took out a delicate oilcloth bag.

"This is made by finding the best craftsmen, Princess-you really want to-"

I nodded, Lin Mengya took the oil cloth bag.

尸 "The corpse is the last language left by people in this world, and I must interpret it well."

This is a classmate of medical practice, often saying a word of 叨, before, Lin Mengya didn't care, but now she finds it really makes sense.

Lin Kui, who was behind him, felt cold, this princess was not really bold.

He entered the ice cellar underneath one by one, and stood in the dark and cold place, but stood a few people.

Xiaolong Tianyu stood at the innermost, carefully looked at the soaked, swollen and deformed corpse, his face was gloomy.

"Prince."

Everyone, looking at Lin Mengya's salute, she walked in front of the corpse voluntarily.

"You all dodge, and I'll dissect this corpse in a while, if you don't like it, you can go out."

Lin Lin Mengya's words instantly changed the eyes of several men.

I thought to myself that the princess was not afraid of a woman. Wouldn't it be a joke if their big man flinched?

I can do everything next, but they will never forget.

Without rubber gloves, Lin Mengya asked Lin Kui to sew the cleaned casing.

Lined up in tarpaulin bags, look for scalpels made by skilled craftsmen.

Lin Mengya also made the mask herself, with a layer of plant ash in the middle.

I carefully watched the unrecognizable corpse and refused to let go of a clue.

"Prince, is the princess a little--"

Although Zhu Qiang is a military general and has killed countless people on the battlefield, he has never looked at the corpse so much.

"Don't talk, be quiet."

A cold voice came, and Zhu Qiang shut up immediately. Later, he would have to ask the Lord for grace. If he died on the battlefield, he could not be treated like this by the princess.

She cut off the woman's clothes with scissors, and Lin Mengya dissected the body lightly.

At the beginning, I was a little hesitant. Later, Lin Mengya was completely familiar.

Proficient, as if I have done it many times.

"How long will it be for Princess Wang?"

Zhu Qiang, who was still bitter at Lin Mengya this time, was completely convinced.

He also respected Lin Mengya.

"Well, come and see."

Lin Lin Mengya looked at the few pale-looking guys, or the big men, one by one, so no seed.

Organize the internal organs into different categories. It seems that she has been studying all the anatomy courses in her medical school for three years, but she has not yet succeeded.

"The deceased woman, aged between 45 and 50 years old, had a childbirth. The cause of death was poisoning. Based on the time of death, it was not her who broke into my yard that day."

A few people looked at each other, didn't they?

"It's not a ghost, she's so dead. Someone borrowed her to make a ghost."

Lin Lin Mengya took off the gloves that had been stained dark red, and pointed at her limbs.

"Her hands and feet were severely broken before her life, her hands and feet were scratched, and her tongue was cut off. It can be determined that it was caused before death. That is to say, this woman has only been subjected to torture."

Zhe Lin Mengya looked at the blue-white body and remained silent.

She hates killing innocent people.

She will not show mercy to those who are full of evil.

I just, this woman is just an ordinary person, but was treated like this. It can be seen that this impersonator is also quite cruel.

"Lin Kui, you went to the mother-in-law's home and settled down. Let her get in as soon as possible."

"Slow, Lin Kui, you can buy a shroud. I will sew her body to make her decent."

Gao Linmengya picked up the needle and thread, and stitched it together like embroidery.

Everyone, watching the princess silently, handled the broken corpse in the same way. In her hands, even this broken corpse became a little human.

"Well, go and buy a secondary coffin."

I lowered the needle and thread in my hand, Lin Mengya walked out of the ice cellar first.

In everyone's eyes, there was a touch of coincidence.

They thought that the princess didn't care about the life or death of others. But at that moment, they saw the princess, respecting a corpse.

Perhaps, they all misunderstood her.

"You-" Long Tianyu thoughtfully, that day, in the study, he once accused Lin Mengya.

But now, everything she does is protesting silently with herself, using her way to make a protest.

"Master, is there really Yi Rongshu in this world? If, that day, the wife was made by someone else Yi Rong, how many people in Wangfu are their own people and how many are the masterpieces sent by the enemy?"

A quiet voice came, and outside the ice cellar was a small garden overgrown with grass.

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