As soon as the beautiful abandoned girl opened her eyes, she counterattacked 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 Madam Shilang's mood stabilized before asking some more common questions, "Mrs. Zhang, can you tell me what hobbies Miss Suwan had during her lifetime? What pastimes she had and who she often came into contact with. How is her relationship with her fiancé..."

Mrs. Zhang answered his questions one by one. Zhang Suwan likes to paint on weekdays. From time to time she goes out to the market to buy some rouge, gouache, hairpin jewelry, listen to operas, etc...

She arrived home on time every time, and yesterday was no exception. She even had an extra bowl of chicken soup at night, but unexpectedly this morning, the maid found that she was not in the room. She looked everywhere and found no one.

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

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

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

Mrs. Zhang showed her one by one, "These are the paintings she painted a few years ago. They are all flowers and plants. These were painted in the past two years. They are all pictures of beauties. I don't know who she painted. When I asked her, she said Don’t tell me, my daughter will have her own ideas when she gets older..."

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. Zhang, she learned that Zhang Suwan liked shopping, watching theater, 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.

Mrs. Zhang waved her hands and burst into tears, "You can take it. What's the use of keeping these?"

Hua Jianli didn't know how to comfort a mother who had lost her child, let alone tell her the true situation of Zhang Suwan. After taking out a few paintings from them, she immediately contacted Qinglin and told Qinglin what she had discovered.

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 Qing Lin, who took one look at it and handed it to her brother behind her, "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 Mrs. Zhang have all mentioned before that Zhang Suwan likes to watch theater.

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.

Now, she already has a group of admirers of her own. It can be said that everyone knows Yaji from "Ewha 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!"