Divine Doctor Huan Concubine: Nine thousand years old, let it go to the end!

Chapter 1754: See if the wealthy flower at home has gone out of the wall
Lie Jiuqing took a look from a distance and vaguely saw Qin Yi's figure passing by.

Since Qin Yi came out, she has been following him.

Qin Yi is there, and Wen Rong should be there too.

Lie Jiuqing breathed a sigh of relief.

It’s not easy to get close during the day, so let’s come again at night.

When leaving the palace, Lie Jiuqing saw Sun from a distance.

Ever since Emperor Yun issued the imperial edict of marriage to Prince Ming, she had changed out of her mourning clothes, but she heard that she would come to the palace gate every day.

"My Lady Saint, I haven't seen you for a few days, but you are still as beautiful as ever." Mrs. Sun looked at her with an unkind look, not hiding her hatred.

Unless the murderer of Sun Mingxiang is found, Sun's pain of losing her husband will continue to be vented on Lie Jiuqing.

"Madam has just had a miscarriage, so you should take care of yourself first."

Sun's pupils shrank violently, "How can a holy lady humiliate people like this because she knows some medical skills? I haven't touched my concubine for three years, how can I talk about a miscarriage?"

Lie Jiuqing had no intention of arguing and bypassed her, "That's all."

As soon as the carriage arrived, Lie Jiuqing walked away, leaving Sun alone for a long time.

Lie Jiuqing looked back and saw her hand falling on her belly.

Her eyes darkened, and her fingertips fell on her belly.

Losing a child, whether expected or not, will become a mark that will be remembered by the body forever.

"Ying Sanba, check, Sun may have been in contact with the man."

Chun'an didn't know what was coming to his mind and hesitated: "Did Madam suspect that Sun was colluding with others and then killed Mr. Sun?"

Lie Jiuqing shook his head, "There are no clues in the case. This is at best a breakthrough, but it may not be helpful."

"Ms. Sun is also very pitiful." Chun An sighed, "My slave asked about some things about the Sun Mansion and heard that Ms. Sun has been bullied by two concubines and some concubines in recent years. She has been very unhappy, she... …”

Perhaps it is because women have always been more sympathetic to women's experiences, and Chun'an, who has suffered so much, sees another side of women's experiences.

Chun'an said a lot, and it was inevitable to feel regretful until the end, "...Although she was not a famous actress when she got married, it was better than being locked up in a high court. The walls of the Sun Mansion are really high, more than two feet. She even has a family When I can’t even get out, I think this day will be much smaller.”

Entering the Hall of Saints, Lie Jiuqing subconsciously raised his head and saw the unreachable wall through the numerous carved beams and painted buildings.

"If an ordinary woman comes in, she may not even be able to get over it in this life."

Chun'an looked over with her, feeling all sorts of things in her heart, which finally turned into words of relief.

"Madam, don't be afraid, Qiantose Master will not restrain you. As long as you want, it doesn't matter if you don't have this wall!"

Lie Jiuqing chuckled and said, "I think that without the wall, Master Qiantui would be afraid of death."

"What are you afraid of?"

Hearing Wen Rong's voice, Lie Jiuqing turned around in surprise and saw him standing under the bamboo forest in the distance.

Lie Jiuqing trotted over and asked, "Why did you come back suddenly?"

"See if the rich flowers at home have gone out of the wall."

Wen Rong looked serious, and Lie Jiuqing was overjoyed, "If we go out of the wall, do you want to raise the height to guard against it?"

"It's safer to grow inward..."

Wen Rong whispered in her ear, his focused eyes reflecting her appearance.

The sunlight penetrated and fell on him, the wind rustled the bamboos, and the corners of her lips raised uncontrollably, "I can't get out even if I'm facing the owner of this house."

(End of this chapter)