A female coroner arrived at the Jingzhao Prefecture.

Chapter 12 Do you really dislike me that much?

Mu Qingcheng's nonchalant and carefree demeanor froze on her face. She stared intently at Song Shuyu's handsome face as he drew closer, and an unknown ripple stirred in her heart.

She stands tall and graceful, her smile as warm as the moon in one's arms.

The lyrics praising the handsome young man in the opera perfectly suited Song Shuyu. Even Mu Qingcheng, who studied the dead more than the living and had never paid much attention to men, sincerely agreed with the world's evaluation of Song Shuyu.

But how could such a virtuous and upright person sacrifice their marriage for the sake of worldly "innocence"?

Mu Qingcheng felt this was inappropriate. He shouldn't be burdened by his reputation, and forcing him to marry her was not her goal.

Therefore, she sheathed her sword and said solemnly, "My lord, this matter is not so serious. There is no need for you to take such a desperate gamble. I have only one request: please issue an official letter to the Court of Judicial Review. I wish to access a case file!"

Unexpectedly, these words wounded Song Shuyu's pride. "You...you don't want to marry me?"

Countless noble ladies in the capital regarded him as their beloved, vying to give him sachets and handkerchiefs, and using all sorts of means to try to marry him. Even those from lower social classes would be happy to have him as a concubine.

However, Mu Qingcheng did not hesitate for even a moment, and refused decisively and cleanly!
Song Shuyu found it hard to believe.

He took a half step back, staring intently at Mu Qingcheng, a hint of grievance appearing in his dark pupils. "Do you dislike me that much?"

"My lord, I..." Mu Qingcheng was speechless. Did he only hear the first half? Or had her teasing just now really frightened him?
Thinking of this, she quickly stated her position, "My lord, what happened today was purely an accident and a misunderstanding. I won't take it to heart, nor do I really blame you. If you feel guilty and want to make amends to me, then please grant my request and help me access the case files!"

Upon hearing this, Song Shuyu inexplicably became so angry that the corners of her eyes turned red. "Mu Qingcheng, you really are something! This is a matter of great importance concerning a woman's reputation, and you... you don't care at all?"

“My lord, I have been a coroner for eleven years. I have seen men and women alike, and they are all just the same empty shells. Since you have no intention of offending me, if I were to drag you down with me, wouldn't that be a betrayal of the kindness of my parents who gave me life?” “You…”

Song Shuyu had a pain in his chest and a headache. He felt as if all the strength in his body had been drained by Mu Qingcheng. He turned and walked towards the door, not even paying attention to the threshold. He stumbled and almost fell over!

Seeing this, Mu Qingcheng's lips twitched. "Sir, please walk carefully and don't forget the files I asked for!"

Upon hearing this, Song Shuyu left the South Prison compound without even turning his head.

When Granny Sun came in, Mu Qingcheng was still standing there, lost in thought, her expression somber and heavy.

"Young lady?" Granny Sun called out, "Shall we continue the experiment?"

Mu Qingcheng snapped out of her reverie and replied, "Of course."

"It's getting late, let's hurry."

"it is good."

While Mu Qingcheng was busy, she suddenly remembered something and instructed, "Grandma Sun, you must not tell anyone about what just happened and damage the adults' reputation! Otherwise, the consequences will be unpredictable."

Her understanding of Song Shuyu was limited to official matters; she didn't know his bottom line in dealing with people. Therefore, for Grandma Sun's safety, she felt it necessary to give him a reminder.

See you in the next chapter!
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(End of this chapter)