Adorable Psychic Wife Of A Wealthy Man

Chapter 743 is sick and melancholy. I'm still there, you have me.

As usual, Gong Lisen's body was immediately taken back to the forensic department of the Jinling City Brigade for further dissection.

However, the ancestors of the palace were about to sacrifice, but the murder occurred, which was regarded as unknown.

After waking up from the faint, Gong Mingyi, supported by the second uterus Limin and the third uterus Liquan, came to Xiaoxiangyuan in grief and prevented the inspector from taking Gong Lisen's body.

"The old man means that the ancestral house is large and a spacious area is set aside. Don't take away his son's body. Even if you need to dissect it, you will do it at home. It has been a few days since the sacrifice.

Su Xing and his sister forensic doctor Su Mian said.

The entire Xiaoxiangyuan was sealed off and guarded by five inspectors to prevent the crime scene from being damaged.

Ji Yuno and the others moved to another courtyard-Yunge.

Stone bridge Liudi Yunbu stone ladder, Peony Pavilion koi pond, rockery and flowing water cascades, the scenery is better than Xiaoxiangyuan, and the three-in and three-out hall of this Yunge courtyard is also yellowish. Portrait painting.

The woman in the painting has eyebrows like distant mountains and daisies, enchanting phoenix eyes, enchanting souls, sinking fish and geese, closing the moon and embarrassing flowers, and is more beautiful than the graceful and luxurious woman in Xiaoxiang courtyard.

Signed by: Mrs. Qing Dai in the early spring of Qianlong forty-eight years.

The portrait of Mrs. Biyun in Xiaoxiangyuan was painted during the Daoguang period of 1847.

This Madam Qing Dai was even earlier, actually in the Qianlong period.

And the scenery of the Yun Pavilion is more like a fairyland, which shows that her position in the palace is extraordinary.

The biological father died.

No matter how cold-hearted and ruthless Gong Siyu is, it is impossible to be like a lonely person.

He shut himself in the room until the afternoon, when Yu Nai returned to Yun Pavilion, he did not come out.

Ji Ruchen said that he did not eat breakfast or lunch.

No one disturbed him.

"I cast the curse on the door last night. When I got up early to see it, the curse was intact, but Gong Siyu's father died. Why?"

Ji Yunai didn't understand, looked at Ji Ruchen, and asked.

"I'm also surprised. His father's wing room is separated from my room by a wall. I can hear the slightest movement, but I don't notice it." Ji Ruchen twisted his eyebrows and didn't understand.

"We will go back to Xiaoxiang Academy in the evening, and I will go to the crime scene."

"Sister-in-law, I'm going with you too." Gong Youen jumped out from nowhere, and said abruptly from behind Yuuno, "What about the forensic medicine major of Harvard Medical School?"

Ji Yuno ignored him, "I will go to see Miyajiyu."

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There is agarwood in the antique wing room, which can calm the mind.

The antique canopy bed behind the red coral bead curtain.

Ji Yuno approached, sat down by the bed, and found Gong Siyu leaning against the head of the bed, her phoenix eyes half-closed, wearing a jacket over her shoulders, leaning against the bedpost, and taking a nap.

His whole person seems to be a silent sculpture, with tightly pursed thin lips, slender fingers, even if the eyebrows are frowning, they are all beautiful, like the pinnacle of the 18th-century master's work, perfect but melancholy and palpitating.

The dim light coming in through the rhombic wooden windows penetrates the light veil and sheds light on his handsome side face. Between the light and the shadow, there is a kind of fascinating charm, but it makes Ji Yuno very distressed. .

As soon as Ji Yuno entered the door, Miyajiyu noticed it.

Familiar and unique, the fragrance that can only be smelled by Ji Yuno, made Miyajiyu's eyebrows stretched. He opened his eyes suddenly, staring at Ji Yuno's small face, dumb and low, and asked:

"Where did you go."

"Grandpa is unwell, help you stay with him for a while."

When the words fell, Yu Na realized that Miyajiyu's expression was wrong.

The lips are pale, the folds between the eyebrows are deep, and the face is exhausted and melancholy, as if sick.

But even so, he is still amazingly handsome.

Yuno reached out and touched Miyajiyu's forehead, and heard him cough a few times.

Suddenly, my heart ached, "I have a fever."

The temperature in the mountains is low, and colds occur frequently in autumn.

Dad was gone suddenly, and Ji Yuno understood that Miyajiyu was heartbroken.

However, his weak and wounded side would never be seen by anyone.

Therefore, he shut himself in the room.

"I'll let Ji Ruchen find some anti-fever medicine for you."

Turning to leave, his wrist was clasped by Gong Siyu's hot fingers.

He lifted the corner of the quilt, moved it inside, patted the bed, "Don't go, dear, you hold me for a while..."

Only in front of Yuno, Miyajiyu can let go of his gloomy indifference.

Yuno was choked in her heart, without thinking, took off her shoes, sat half-lying on the head of the bed, and hugged Miyajiyu.

Her waist was tightly bound by Gong Siyu.

He lowered his head and dropped a soft kiss on his hot forehead with his blushing lips.

"I'm still here, you have me."

The next second, the arms around her waist seemed to tighten.

Buried in her arms, Gong Siyu was inexplicably at ease. After a long silence, he suddenly muffled and whispered: "He is not a good father, nor a good husband, but I... never thought that he would I never thought that I would have predicted his death..."

Ki Yuno's cool fingertips lightly touched Miyajiyu's feverish cheeks, stroking them constantly, just listening, but not speaking.

"Dear, I am very happy now, because of you, because of our home."

"For a long time, I hated him, hated him for abandoning his wife, marrying a lover, giving birth to a younger brother, but not loving me. He was blind, that woman and his son, who have been waiting for me to die since I was a child, and I also wanted them My life. But after being with you, gradually, we have our own happy big family... The hatred for my father, inadvertently, faded a lot."

"Since he is willing to divorce that woman, it proves that he has my son in his heart, right?"

"Yes, Dad would rather come to you than to accompany the mother and son. It is enough to prove that deep down in his heart, he has always been very proud to have such an excellent son like you. He did something wrong before, but I feel Get it, he wants to make up."

"But I didn't give him a chance, and then he died."

"I'm about to tell you about this. You predicted Dad's death. In order to protect him, Ji Ruchen and I put a forbidden curse on the door. Whenever someone approaches, it will definitely attract our attention, but that forbidden curse, When I went to see it this morning, it was intact. Dad died strangely. There were many problems. I had a hunch that the wind and rain would be coming soon. The top priority is to find the murderer. If he dares to move your father, dare to move your grandfather or the palace. Other people in the family, I have suspected Gong Siyi, but because of his brain, he can't do such a thing. Therefore, Ji Ruchen and I are going to the crime scene once at night. Do you want to be with us?"

"Well, together."

"Then you have to take a good rest. If the fever doesn't go away at night, it won't work."

"Hold me to sleep." Buried in Ji Yuno's arms, Gong Siyu relied on her, slightly sad.

"I'm not going." Tucked the quilt, Yuno Yuno whispered softly, extremely tenderly.

【Interview】

Ye Nai Ryo: Young Master Gong, girls usually cling to people in love. How do you get fat?

Gong Siyu's indifferent face: I'm sticking to my woman, it's up to you?

Ye Nailiang: Do you believe that the old lady abuses you? To separate you two? pardon!

Miyajiyu: Because I can't live without her. If I lose it, I will want to die.

Ji Yuno: If you dare not leave, if you dare not leave, my man will really die. The author begs to let it go.

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bow. Amen.

(End of this chapter)