After I stopped being a lady from a rich family, I fought all over the capital

Chapter 356 Titles

Speaking of not wanting to see each other, the Prefect of Jingzhao was also somewhat troubled.

He naturally knew what the little girl from the Su family had said.

Jiao Bubai told him that Song Lan had asked the little girl from the Su family to relay a message: if Song Lan doesn't want to see someone, even if Song Lan is standing right in front of her, that person won't be able to see her!
How could mortals like them possibly handle such divine beings?

Both of them looked worried.

Suddenly, the Prefect of Jingzhao had a flash of inspiration, as if he had thought of something: "Do you think this might be Madam Song's way of preventing us from seeing her?!"

Jiao Bubai was slightly taken aback, but quickly seemed to be deep in thought.

Just as they were wondering if the Prefect of the Capital's words made any sense, they heard a "chua" sound, and the surrounding weeds instantly disappeared, revealing Song Lan and Yan Jun drinking tea in the bamboo pavilion.

"Madam Song!"

Jiao Bubai was somewhat excited.

The Prefect of Jingzhao was also greatly shocked. After regaining his senses, he hurriedly tried to recall if he had said anything he shouldn't have.

These two are definitely eavesdropping here!
"Lord Song! Guard Yan!"

The Prefect of Jingzhao kicked the dumbfounded Jiao Bubai beside him: "During work hours, refer to your official position!"

Jiao Bubai immediately snapped out of his daze and respectfully bowed, saying, "Lord Song! Guard Yan!"

This time, Song Lan couldn't possibly refuse to answer his question, could she?
During work hours!

To eat the king's food!

Song Lan saw through Jiao Bubai's little scheme at a glance and chuckled, "It's a day off today, so you two don't need to be so formal. There's no Lord Song here, only Miss Song."

As she spoke, she turned her head and glanced at Yan Jun: "There is a guard named Yan. He is on duty today. If you need anything, you can talk to him?"

Prefect of Jingzhao: ... Jiao Bubai: ...

He looked at the Prefect of Jingzhao, as if to say silently: Look, look, you've tried to flatter him but ended up hurting him!
Prefect of Jingzhao Prefecture: ...

He was also a little worried, never expecting Song Lan to be so difficult to deal with.

He glared at Jiao Bubai: Is there something you're hiding from me?

The Prefect of the Capital City strongly suspected that he was being treated coldly entirely because of this kid!
Otherwise, for no reason, and since he and Song Lan were of equal rank, he had taken the initiative to lower his status and greet people, so why couldn't he even get a kind look in return!
Song Lan looked at the two of them, bent over and tugging at each other's eyes, seemingly hurling some vulgar insults, and couldn't help but find it amusing.

"I'm sorry I can't help you with what you're asking for, Lord Jiao. Those people died because their lifespans were stolen. Their lifespans were not yet over, and their souls are trapped in their corpses forever, unable to reincarnate."

"Originally, if the body were properly preserved, there might be a possibility of resurrection once the lifespan is regained."

"But now, the body has been burned by his family and reduced to ashes, and there is no way to save it."

Song Lan's expression was indifferent, as if she were talking about something that had nothing to do with her, showing no pity for Yang Qing and the others.

It's hard to persuade a damn ghost with good words.

Some people are determined to go to their deaths, and no matter how hard you try to stop them, they will always find a way to do so.

They wouldn't believe your "crooked theories"; they would only think you have "ulterior motives." Therefore, Song Lan never had any desire to help others.

At most, I'll do what I can to help those who deserve, are able to, and are willing to be helped.

Jiao Bubai was horrified for a long time. After a while, he couldn't help but say, "Then... are we just supposed to watch the murderer go unpunished?"

Song Lan raised an eyebrow, chuckled, and teased him, "How could you just stand by and watch the murderer get away with it? Lord Jiao, did you perhaps see the murderer?"

Jiao Bubai was slightly taken aback, somewhat unable to keep up with Song Lan's leaping train of thought.

Didn't they say before that the murderer was from the Xue family?