Judicial Doctor, Wild Princess

Split personality.

Liu Wei knew that she guessed right, Li Yong was the son of the village chief, yet he lived alone in a hunting lodge on the mountain. His body was dirty and smelly, the house was extremely simple and crude, the teapot had not been washed for a long time, but there was still tea in the house, meaning that he was still living, but no one was taking care of him.

For someone like him, who was born with a defective intelligence and had grown up hiding under the protection of his family, it was not surprising that his abandonment was tantamount to death, resulting in the birth of a second personality.

Li Yong was stunned for a moment. Then, he shut his eyes and collapsed limply to the ground.

It had only been a few moments before the constables had to leave. Before they could come to the rescue, they were already on the ground.

Liu Xiaoli hurried over and fell into her mother's embrace. Her big eyes were filled with tears, "Father, father …"

The little fellow was shocked.

Liu Wei hugged him, and said heartlessly: "Your father is very well."

Liu Xiaoli took a deep breath, forcefully retracting her tears and burying her face into her mother's neck.

Liu Wei was helpless as he consoled her son and said to the county magistrate, "Li Yong is the murderer. Capture him and bring him back to the yamen for questioning."

With that, he carried his son out of the house to comfort him. The room was reeking of blood. It was too smelly.

Outside the house, the smell of earth and grass was in her nose. She took a breath and patted her son on the back. Her eyes were focused on a spot in the woods to her right.

Rong Ling did not move, but stood secretly in the forest.

This kind of "eye contact" lasted for almost the time it took to make a cup of tea. Finally, Liu Wei shrugged and retracted her gaze, turning the sky as she whistled.

Not long after, a pitch black star came from afar and with a "jie" sound, it swooped down.

Rong Ling stared at the black bird and suddenly thought of something.

"Pearls." The bird landed on the white clothed youth's shoulder. Liu Wei laughed and said, "Pearl, hurry and coax Xiaoli. He's crying again, she doesn't look like a man at all."

Liu Xiaoli raised her head unhappily and wiped her eyes with the back of her hand. "I didn't cry!"

Pearl jumped into Liu Xiaoli's embrace, then placed her black head into his embrace, as if coaxing him.

Liu Xiaoli hugged Pearl's small body and muttered softly. "I really didn't cry …"

Rong Ling's expression changed a few times before finally looking at the white clothed youth in shock.

Pearls, blackbirds, white robes, silver needles …

A string of memories entered his mind, and when he looked at the young man holding his son and teasing the bird, the corner of his mouth curled up deeply.

No wonder it looked so familiar. It turned out that... It was her.