The Tang Dynasty’s Female Forensic Doctor

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It was getting late, and Roche and Yan Yan said after a while.

In the next few days, due to attending the birthday banquet of Zheng’s old lady, Yan Yan will be treated at home. Although the wound was wounded deeper, but the treatment was timely, the blood circulation of the head and neck was good. Generally, the thread could be removed on the fourth day, but the wound was in the position of the back neck, and it was not convenient to disassemble it. Postpone the day, prepare to attend the birthday party, and go to Liu Qingsong for help.

"Mother, the custom things of the embroidered workshop were sent." Late Green was delighted to hold a bag and came in from the outside.

Yan Yan is embroidering the **** plum, and if she hears the late green, she raises her head and puts the needle thread down.

Xing Niang also came over: "Is that the girl who painted the pattern?"

"Exactly." Late Green handed the parcel to Yan Yan.

Even the song blue, which has always had a low sense of feeling, couldn’t help but come over, and Yan Yan quickly opened.

It is a happy thing to imagine something in the eyes, not to mention that part of this piece of clothing is involved.

The evening green and the song blue unfolded the dress from both sides, the petals of lavender swayed, and a picture of lilac spring rain showed the whole picture.

Especially when a few people saw the delicate and intricate patterns inside, they couldn't help but stay for a while. Even Yan Yan didn't think that her simple lines could be so beautiful.

Starting from the skirt, brown slender stems, leaves like jasper. In the green leaves are a cluster of petite lilacs. The delicate handle holds the pink-purple petals, and the pieces are delicate, delicate and delicate, and try to stretch outwards. The inside reveals a little bit of stamen. A cluster of clusters is very lively. The more you go up, the less you spend. When you get to the upper body, it seems that only a few pieces of the wind are blown up. I don't know what method to use. The white satin seems to be shining with starlight, and it doesn't look like the moonlight.

The corners of the clothes are locked with silver thread, not untidy, and the starlight on the material, elegant but gorgeous.

The late green eyes are full of sorrows, and I can’t think of a better adjective. I can only sigh, "It’s so beautiful!"

"This is the pattern of the mother painting? The old slave is old, and I have never seen such a good one." Xing Niang looked left and right, and she was full of praise.

Yan Yan’s self-examination was also seen in the world, but it was really shocked by this dress. Although the pictures she painted are classics, they are absolutely beautiful, but they are beautiful, and the embroidered workshop obviously took a lot of effort.

As Yan Yan guessed, the embroidered workshop owner would like to thank the new styles provided by Yan Yan for free. It is simply the best way to transfer the fifteen embroidered embroidered emperors in the embroidered workshop. Clothes, so in a short time, made such an amazing lilac spring rain skirt.

Xu Chang is a man who is crazy about embroidering. He has a lot of imagination. He knows how an embroidered figure can behave in the most beautiful state on the clothes, and he will not stick to a way. Once he has a silhouette in his mind, he will not hesitate. Manpower and materialism are achieved.

"Hey, this is the smock made of smog, is it covered on this piece of clothing?" asked the late green and the thin one underneath the bag.

Xing Niang shook her clothes and helped put a group in it.

The original Huaguang overflowing a piece of clothing, suddenly warm and beautiful, the sparkling starlight on the satin surface looming, as if the Jiangnan drizzle, but it is the Jiangnan scenery that Yan Yan thought in his mind.

"This Xuchang is really a capable person!" Yan Yan sighed. She has seen many good embroidered statues before, and it has a soul-like power. It is incredible that Xu Chang can make a business so artistic.

"Mother, put it on and try it!"

Xing Niang also echoed, "put on the shackles and see where else needs to be changed."

In the face of such a beautiful dress, don't try to be violent.

Yan Yan was about to get up, and then saw a tender green figure squatting in, and turned a circle in front of Yan Yan, hi not from the resort: "Seventeen sister, how to see?"

The tender and tender color will make the delicate and delicate skin more crystal clear and white, the moonlight silk color is gorgeous, the colorful flower tree peacock pattern is lively and pretty.

People rely on clothing, rhyme has five or six points of color, put on such a piece of clothing, suddenly looks sly, brilliance.

"Seventeen sisters are also very good at seeing this clothing!" Yan Yun looked at the blue and the clothes in the evening green, and she admired it, but she never liked the elegant colors, but she was more comfortable with her own body.

"Twenty mothers really can't open their eyes!" Green sighed.

Yu Yunmei sat down on the table and said: "Seventeen sisters, the mother helped you to give a gift to the old lady of Zheng family. I have seen it, it is "The Snowy Post" Ben, but it is also a good object that is hard to find. The old lady likes Ya, loves the word of Wang Youjun, this post must be in line with her mind."

The name of Wang Xizhi, the right army, Li Shimin highly praised him, often privately ordered people to find the original trace of Wang Xizhi, and often on the post. Influenced by him, Wang Xizhi was deeply loved by the Tang people. His most famous posts were "Lanting Collection", "Le Yi Theory", "Quick Snow Spring Post", etc. Since his fame, he has made many copies before and after. Among them, Feng Chengsu's "Lanting Shenlong Ben" is the most elaborate, brushwork, ink, money, and charm.

As for his copy of "Quick Snow Spring Post", it should be good to come, after all, people are masters.

"This kind of valuable ceremony..." When Yan Yan’s words were just half, they were interrupted by rhyme.

She waved her hand: "The seventeen sisters don't have to care. It's best to send this thing out of your hands. I am helping you with Aye and my mother. I got this backing and I will have different identities in Beijing. Of course, our family will also benefit, this is a good thing for both."

The rhyme of the rhyme is white, but it makes people feel very refreshed. It is the intention of combining Yan Yan. "What are you going to send?"

"I will send a jade carving of the peach, I am young, no money, the things that are widened by my Aye to do it." The rhyme is of course natural.

Yan Yan was dumbfounded, and it was difficult to change her nature. However, she was very measured. The little girls who had not given up the cabinet gave a gift to fight for a good idea. The value was second, and Yan Yan was the gift of her mother. Brought something else.

Yu Yun used lunch after going to Yan Yan. At noon, Liu Qingsong sent someone to inform her to find a person suffering from qi in Yongchongfang and asked her to go to the consultation.

Yong Chongfang was in the vicinity of Anshan Square, but it was time to go back and forth between the two teas, and Yan Yan happened to find Liu Qingsong to help dismantle the line, and went out.

The plum blossoms are fragrant, and the snow in the garden has been melted. Only the low eaves have icicles on the eaves. After the afternoon sun shines, the icicles hang on the tip of the icicles, reflecting the sunlight and reflecting the crystals. The light.

Yan Meiyu stood on the small pavilion of Xiyuan and saw Yan Yan getting a carriage from the inner doorway. The fists of her fists fell into the flesh, and the pain made her wake up a little.

These days, although Xiao Yu did not come personally, she sent people to send medicines to Yan Yan, send some delicate food and interesting things, and asked the medical doctor to come to see the doctor personally every two days. From the appearance of Xiao Qiang's imposing manners and high heights, I can't see that it was actually a careful and considerate Lang Jun. It is self-conscious that Yan Meiyu can't hurt, and why can she get a sorrowful look? Look at each other!

Yan Meiyu secretly counts, tomorrow's birthday banquet, must have the idea to let Xiao Yu turn his gaze to himself... Otherwise, this 趟 Changan line is afraid of white.

Yan Meiyu knows that unless Xiao Yu is willing, no one who wants to see him can see it. This is a rare opportunity!

The sky is getting darker, and Yan Yan is also returning to the government. The needle thread on the neck has been removed, but still dare not have a big move. She cut the embroidered pars before the embroidery frame.

Looking at the red plum above, I couldn’t help but smile.

"Mother, Xiao Shi Lang is coming." Late green is outside.

Yan Yan action, "Heaven has been black, how did he come?"

Late Green came in from the outside. "The slaves don't know. I heard that Xiao Langjun is chatting with Lang Jun and Shiro in the main hall of the main courtyard. Lang Jun invites you to thank Xiao Shilang for these days of care."

"Okay." Yan Yan just did not wash, and went straight out.

In the front yard, there was a waiter to pick up the person, and Yan Yan only led the evening green to the front hall.

The hall is brightly lit and you have not yet entered the house. You can hear the unique voice of Xiao Yu. The laughter is very happy.

Yan Yan stopped at the door and waited for the aunt to report, she only entered.

Just entering the door, Yan Yan will notice a hot gaze, can not help but look up, looking at the soft smile of Xiao Yu. Yan Yan regained his gaze if nothing happened. In the past, he bowed to Yu Pingyu and turned to Xiao Yu. "I have seen Xiao Langjun."

"Seventeen mothers don't need more gifts." Xiao Yu wants to be self-sufficient, but like a demon, his eyes are unconsciously drifting toward Yan Yan. He has been busy for a few days, and he can think of it when he has a break. I don’t know how to look at the injury, but I don’t think how worried it is, but now I see her, I suddenly feel that I have fallen into love.

Yan Pingyu had heard his wife say something about the elephant. Since the beginning of the day, the head of the cloud said Xiao Xiaoke’s wife, and now the head of the cloud said that Xiao Yu and A Yan are the golden jade, there will be no mistake. His words have already hinted that Xiao Yu will come to mention his relatives, and naturally he will not give them a time to be alone.

Yan Pingyu felt that Xiao Yu was interested in Ayan; secondly, as he grew older, Xiao family became more and more anxious. There have been rumors that Mrs. Xiao’s family has recently begun to accept the stickers posted by small and medium-sized clan. It seems to be intentional. Among them, finding a character can match Xiao Yu. There should be no problem with the appearance and origin of Yan Yan.

After Yu Pingyu and Yu Yunsheng retired to the next door, Xiao Yu would be close to Yan Yan: "Your injury is good?"

"Okay." Yan Yandao.

"The day I came out from the official office, I was supposed to give you something, but I went to visit other things, but I forgot. Today I brought it." Xiao Xiao smiled and got up, "Come with me."

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