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When asparagus looked carefully, it really saw the faint mark on the broken jade face. This face was covered by makeup just now, and there was no defect at all. But at this time, after removing the makeup and washing the face, the face became cyan and white. If you don't look carefully, it is really difficult to distinguish the faint cyan finger mark on the broken jade jaw.
Wenzhu was so angry that the blood in his body surged up, "who did it? I found it out. I must kill him..."
Zhuang Xiaoyu pressed his wrist: "don't be impulsive, lest the real murderer doesn't find out, but find a substitute for the dead.
Leave this matter to me to check. You can avoid it for a while. I'll tell you what I want you to do secretly. "
Wenzhu nodded: "the hatred of killing his wife is not shared."
Just then, the nurse came in and whispered, "Miss, young master Qingyun came and said he was going to be put in the coffin immediately, so as not to miss the time."
Zhuang Xiaoyu nodded and asked, "where is the acting priest?"
"The acting priest has important internal affairs. He has gone to the study."
It's just a small servant. He dies when he dies. He can't afford to waste his time.
After Wenzhu took the broken jade out of the bathtub, Zhuang Xiaoyu wiped the broken jade clean, dressed the broken jade together with the nursing mother, put on fine makeup, dyed cardamom on the nails, and ordered people to carry the broken jade out of the ear room and put it into the coffin.
That set of bright red wedding dress was placed in the superior coffin. Wenzhu put a concentric lock inside. Zhuang Xiaoyu put a jade bracelet and lay on the edge of the coffin. Looking at the people lying quietly inside, he couldn't help feeling sad. The more he thought about it, the more sad he was.
Zhuang Qingyun ordered someone to cover the coffin. He gently comforted Zhuang Xiaoyu and said, "madam, I'm sorry for the change. You have such a good relationship. If yusui knew you were so sad, she would go restlessly."
Zhuang Xiaoyu hid her face and burst into tears: "if she really had this heart, she wouldn't do such a stupid thing."
Zhuang Qingyun made a look at the guard and reached out to help Zhuang Xiaoyu. "Madam, the Dharma has been completed and we are going to cover the coffin."
Zhuang Xiaoyu straightened up, took a step back, lowered her head, and was about to wipe her crying swollen eyes with a veil. When she lowered her eyes, she saw Zhuang Qingyun's scar slightly exposed on the back of her hand outside her cuff.
Zhuang Xiaoyu is about to see clearly. Zhuang Qingyun has withdrawn his hand and the back of his hand has been covered by the wide cuff
Zhuang Xiaoyu chose a cemetery and buried the jade fragments.
After returning to the priest's house, Zhuang Xiaoyu went straight to find Zhuang Qingyun.
After hearing the notice from the guard, Zhuang Qingyun put down his pen, covered the back of his hand with his sleeve robe, and stood up: "please come in, madam."
Zhuang Xiaoyu raised her feet, stepped into the threshold and walked to the desk step by step. "Today, the broken jade is buried. Thank you, young master Qingyun, for taking care of these things..."
Zhuang Qingyun's tone was neither humble nor overbearing: "madam is overwhelmed with grief. Great joy becomes great sorrow. These things were entrusted to the order of the acting priest, which should be done in a humble position."
Zhuang Xiaoyu looked at him quietly. Seeing his right hand behind him, he took out a box of ointment from his arms: "I'm in a hurry today. I heard your hand was hurt accidentally. Can I see the severity of the injury?"
Referring to the injury, Zhuang Qingyun paused, put his hand behind him in front of Zhuang Xiaoyu, gently twisted up his broad sleeve robe, revealing the terrible wound on the back of his hand.
"Thank you for your concern, madam. I read very late last night. I accidentally knocked over the oil lamp and burned the back of my hand. I've applied ointment. It's much better." Zhuang Qingyun's tone is light.
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When asparagus looked carefully, it really saw the faint mark on the broken jade face. This face was covered by makeup just now, and there was no defect at all. But at this time, after removing the makeup and washing the face, the face became cyan and white. If you don't look carefully, it is really difficult to distinguish the faint cyan finger mark on the broken jade jaw.
Wenzhu was so angry that the blood in his body surged up, "who did it? I found it out. I must kill him..."
Zhuang Xiaoyu pressed his wrist: "don't be impulsive, lest the real murderer doesn't find out, but find a substitute for the dead.
Leave this matter to me to check. You can avoid it for a while. I'll tell you what I want you to do secretly. "
Wenzhu nodded: "the hatred of killing his wife is not shared."
Just then, the nurse came in and whispered, "Miss, young master Qingyun came and said he was going to be put in the coffin immediately, so as not to miss the time."
Zhuang Xiaoyu nodded and asked, "where is the acting priest?"
"The acting priest has important internal affairs. He has gone to the study."
It's just a small servant. He dies when he dies. He can't afford to waste his time.
After Wenzhu took the broken jade out of the bathtub, Zhuang Xiaoyu wiped the broken jade clean, dressed the broken jade together with the nursing mother, put on fine makeup, dyed cardamom on the nails, and ordered people to carry the broken jade out of the ear room and put it into the coffin.
That set of bright red wedding dress was placed in the superior coffin. Wenzhu put a concentric lock inside. Zhuang Xiaoyu put a jade bracelet and lay on the edge of the coffin. Looking at the people lying quietly inside, he couldn't help feeling sad. The more he thought about it, the more sad he was.
Zhuang Qingyun ordered someone to cover the coffin. He gently comforted Zhuang Xiaoyu and said, "madam, I'm sorry for the change. You have such a good relationship. If yusui knew you were so sad, she would go restlessly."
Zhuang Xiaoyu hid her face and burst into tears: "if she really had this heart, she wouldn't do such a stupid thing."
Zhuang Qingyun made a look at the guard and reached out to help Zhuang Xiaoyu. "Madam, the Dharma has been completed and we are going to cover the coffin."
Zhuang Xiaoyu straightened up, took a step back, lowered her head, and was about to wipe her crying swollen eyes with a veil. When she lowered her eyes, she saw Zhuang Qingyun's scar slightly exposed on the back of her hand outside her cuff.
Zhuang Xiaoyu is about to see clearly. Zhuang Qingyun has withdrawn his hand and the back of his hand has been covered by the wide cuff
Zhuang Xiaoyu chose a cemetery and buried the jade fragments.
After returning to the priest's house, Zhuang Xiaoyu went straight to find Zhuang Qingyun.
After hearing the notice from the guard, Zhuang Qingyun put down his pen, covered the back of his hand with his sleeve robe, and stood up: "please come in, madam."
Zhuang Xiaoyu raised her feet, stepped into the threshold and walked to the desk step by step. "Today, the broken jade is buried. Thank you, young master Qingyun, for taking care of these things..."
Zhuang Qingyun's tone was neither humble nor overbearing: "madam is overwhelmed with grief. Great joy becomes great sorrow. These things were entrusted to the order of the acting priest, which should be done in a humble position."
Zhuang Xiaoyu looked at him quietly. Seeing his right hand behind him, he took out a box of ointment from his arms: "I'm in a hurry today. I heard your hand was hurt accidentally. Can I see the severity of the injury?"
Referring to the injury, Zhuang Qingyun paused, put his hand behind him in front of Zhuang Xiaoyu, gently twisted up his broad sleeve robe, revealing the terrible wound on the back of his hand.
"Thank you for your concern, madam. I read very late last night. I accidentally knocked over the oil lamp and burned the back of my hand. I've applied ointment. It's much better." Zhuang Qingyun's tone is light.
When asparagus looked carefully, it really saw the faint mark on the broken jade face. This face was covered by makeup just now, and there was no defect at all. But at this time, after removing the makeup and washing the face, the face became cyan and white. If you don't look carefully, it is really difficult to distinguish the faint cyan finger mark on the broken jade jaw.Wenzhu was so angry that the blood in his body surged up, "who did it? I found it out. I must kill him..."Zhuang Xiaoyu pressed his wrist: "don't be impulsive, lest the real murderer doesn't find out, but find a substitute for the dead.Leave this matter to me to check. You can avoid it for a while. I'll tell you what I want you to do secretly. "Wenzhu nodded: "the hatred of killing his wife is not shared."Just then, the nurse came in and whispered, "Miss, young master Qingyun came and said he was going to be put in the coffin immediately, so as not to miss the time."Zhuang Xiaoyu nodded and asked, "where is the acting priest?""The acting priest has important internal affairs. He has gone to the study."It's just a small servant. He dies when he dies. He can't afford to waste his time.After Wenzhu took the broken jade out of the bathtub, Zhuang Xiaoyu wiped the broken jade clean, dressed the broken jade together with the nursing mother, put on fine makeup, dyed cardamom on the nails, and ordered people to carry the broken jade out of the ear room and put it into the coffin.That set of bright red wedding dress was placed in the superior coffin. Wenzhu put a concentric lock inside. Zhuang Xiaoyu put a jade bracelet and lay on the edge of the coffin. Looking at the people lying quietly inside, he couldn't help feeling sad. The more he thought about it, the more sad he was.Zhuang Qingyun ordered someone to cover the coffin. He gently comforted Zhuang Xiaoyu and said, "madam, I'm sorry for the change. You have such a good relationship. If yusui knew you were so sad, she would go restlessly."Zhuang Xiaoyu hid her face and burst into tears: "if she really had this heart, she wouldn't do such a stupid thing."Zhuang Qingyun made a look at the guard and reached out to help Zhuang Xiaoyu. "Madam, the Dharma has been completed and we are going to cover the coffin."Zhuang Xiaoyu straightened up, took a step back, lowered her head, and was about to wipe her crying swollen eyes with a veil. When she lowered her eyes, she saw Zhuang Qingyun's scar slightly exposed on the back of her hand outside her cuff.Zhuang Xiaoyu is about to see clearly. Zhuang Qingyun has withdrawn his hand and the back of his hand has been covered by the wide cuffZhuang Xiaoyu chose a cemetery and buried the jade fragments.After returning to the priest's house, Zhuang Xiaoyu went straight to find Zhuang Qingyun.After hearing the notice from the guard, Zhuang Qingyun put down his pen, covered the back of his hand with his sleeve robe, and stood up: "please come in, madam."Zhuang Xiaoyu raised her feet, stepped into the threshold and walked to the desk step by step. "Today, the broken jade is buried. Thank you, young master Qingyun, for taking care of these things..."Zhuang Qingyun's tone was neither humble nor overbearing: "madam is overwhelmed with grief. Great joy becomes great sorrow. These things were entrusted to the order of the acting priest, which should be done in a humble position."Zhuang Xiaoyu looked at him quietly. Seeing his right hand behind him, he took out a box of ointment from his arms: "I'm in a hurry today. I heard your hand was hurt accidentally. Can I see the severity of the injury?"Referring to the injury, Zhuang Qingyun paused, put his hand behind him in front of Zhuang Xiaoyu, gently twisted up his broad sleeve robe, revealing the terrible wound on the back of his hand."Thank you for your concern, madam. I read very late last night. I accidentally knocked over the oil lamp and burned the back of my hand. I've applied ointment. It's much better." Zhuang Qingyun's tone is light.
