The beautiful abandoned girl opened her eyes and she fought back with her medical skills

"Eldest sister, eldest sister, don't do this. I have already promised you! I didn't expect that Miss Zhang and eldest sister have such a deep relationship. With this double gift from eldest sister, I will definitely do my best."

"Hurry up and help the eldest lady up!" Hua Tang said a few words from his throat.

It's not that he didn't see what happened just now, Jin'er was too bold. She was already the fourth prince's wife, and she still wanted to touch Qin Changge. She thought her life was too long.

When Hua Jin was helped up again, the nosebleed that had just stopped flowed out again.

With a face full of mud, he looked like a clown playing tricks.

The injury had not healed yet, but now it was getting worse.

"Prime Minister, please quickly ask the government doctor to diagnose and treat the eldest lady!" Qin Changge kindly reminded her.

Hearing Qin Changge's concerned words, Hua Jin raised her head and gave him a big smile, "Thank you, Crown Prince!"

Then he rolled his eyes and collapsed in Shi's arms.

"Jin'er..."

……

The next day, Hua Jianli followed Qing Lin to the residence of the Minister of Civil Affairs.

Because there was a death in the family, the entire Shilang Mansion seemed lifeless.

Qing Lin was responsible for questioning Zhang Shilang, while Hua Jianli naturally came to Zhang Suwan's room and found Zhang Suwan's biological mother, Mrs. Shilang.

The waiter's wife was sitting on Zhang Suwan's bed, sobbing, her face full of despair for the future, and she didn't even notice someone came in.

Zhang Suwan's room is small and neat, and the room is filled with the strong scent of osmanthus.

Hua Jianli walked around the room, and waited until the wife of the Minister was calmer before asking some common questions, "Madam Zhang, can you tell me what Miss Suwan's hobbies are? What are her hobbies, who does she often interact with, and how is her relationship with her fiancé..."

Mrs. Li answered his questions one by one. Zhang Suwan liked to paint on weekdays, and she would go out to the market from time to time to buy some rouge, powder, hairpins, jewelry, listen to operas, etc.

She always arrived home on time, and yesterday was no exception. She even had an extra bowl of chicken soup at night. But this morning, the maid discovered that she was not in the room, and she looked everywhere for her but couldn't find her.

Hua Jianli nodded. It seemed that Zhang Suwan went out late at night by herself.

"Can I see her paintings?" Hua Jianli asked.

Mrs. Li nodded and found Zhang Suwan's painting from under the cabinet in the room.

Madam Li showed them to her one by one. "These are the ones she painted a few years ago, all of them are flowers and plants. These are the ones she painted in the past two years, all of them are pictures of beauties. I don't know who she painted them of. When I asked her, she wouldn't tell me. My daughter has grown up and has her own ideas..."

Hua Jianli looked at each one and said something. She had to admit that although Zhang Suwan had a tricky personality, she was a very good painter and very expressive. The characters she painted were even more vivid. The words mentioned above were a bit ambiguous and she wrote well in small regular script with a hairpin. good.

But after looking at it, Hua Jianli discovered that the people in these paintings all had the same face. Except for their different movements and expressions, they were clearly the same person.

Moreover, the person in the painting actually gave her a feeling of déjà vu, as if she had seen it somewhere, but she couldn't remember where.

Is this woman related to Zhang Suwan’s death?

Hua Jianli had a vague guess in her heart.

From Hua Jin and Mrs. Li, she learned that Zhang Suwan liked shopping, watching plays, and painting the same beauty.

So maybe they can start with this beauty.

"Mrs. Zhang, can I take some paintings back to look at?" Hua Jianli asked.

Zhang

The lady waved her hands, tears streaming down her face, "You can take it, what's the point of me keeping these?"

Hua Jianli didn’t know how to comfort a mother who had lost her child, and he couldn’t tell her the truth about Zhang Suwan.

After taking out a few paintings, she immediately contacted Qinglin and told him her discovery.

Qing Lin also said that Zhang Suwan has been in a depressed mood recently. Mr. Zhang didn't know the specific situation. He only said that he was thinking about breaking off his engagement with the Lu family recently.

It seems that Zhang Suwan's ideological work on his father is still effective, but I don't know who is this man who made her give up everything?

Then she showed Zhang Suwan's painting to Qinglin. Qinglin took a look and handed it to his brother behind him. "What did you find?"

Hua Jianli said mysteriously, "I suspect that Miss Zhang's lover is the person in the painting."

Qinglin looked at her like a monster, with a cold face full of doubts, "How is this possible!"

Why does Hua Jianli dare to say anything, woman to woman?

It’s incredible to think about it.

"Why is it impossible? Only you men are allowed to have this kind of hobby, and we women can't do it?" Hua Jianli turned around to take away the painting from the government servant's hand, "It's beautiful!"

I heard one of them reply, "Nature is beautiful, and she is a famous actress in Beijing!"

After the man finished speaking, there were brothers beside him who nodded in agreement.

oh? Hua Jianli's eyes sparkled, "Do you know the person in the painting?"

The brother who spoke said, "I know her. Isn't she the pillar of the "Pear Blossom Class", Miss Yaji who sings in Tsing Yi?"

After saying this, Hua Jianli was suddenly enlightened. No wonder she felt familiar. Isn't this the same woman she saw on the stage last time?

She was wearing facial makeup on the stage, and in the painting she was naked, which really made Hua Jianli a little confused.

"Are you sure this person is Ya Ji?" Qing Lin asked.

"You can't be wrong!" Another brother said, "This charm and this outfit can only be matched by hers! We brothers have praised her before and have seen her in person. This person must be Yaji."

"It's her!" Hua Jianli also said.

Lu Xun, Hua Jin and Madam Li had mentioned before that Zhang Suwan liked watching plays.

From Zhang Suwan's defense of Yaji that day, she knew that she treated Yaji differently.

She just said it so casually, could this Yaji really be Zhang Suwan's old sweetheart?

I go!

My sister’s outlook on life is shattered!

But Yaji is obviously a girl, so who handled the one in Zhang Suwan's belly?

"Brother Qinglin, we need to go to the "Pear Blossom Class"."

Qinglin nodded, "Let's go immediately!"

The Lihua Troupe is a famous opera troupe in Beijing. Yaji joined this troupe more than ten years ago, when she was only a few years old.

Today, she has a group of admirers of her own in the capital. It can be said that everyone knows Yaji from the "Pear Blossom Class".

Several people hurriedly came to the Ewha class, and the person who received them was a young man wearing a gray cotton shirt. The man had an ordinary face, and his distant face made people feel uncomfortable for no reason.

As soon as he heard that they were from Dali Temple and wanted to ask Miss Yaji some questions, the man's expression changed.

"Miss Yaji isn't in Pear Blossom class?"

"Where has she gone?" Qing Lin stood up with an aura that shocked the man in front of him. His cold and handsome face made people feel oppressed for nothing.

The man immediately lost his temper. At this time, a middle-aged man, about forty years old, came out with a group of men and women, "I am Li Gong, the leader of the "Ewha Class". Dear gentlemen, do you know that I am coming to the "Ewha Class"?" "What's the point!"