A female coroner arrived at the Jingzhao Prefecture.

Chapter 13 Song Li's Care

Mu Qingcheng's experiment lasted a full hour.

She tested the angles at which the same part was stabbed, in different positions including standing, lying down, reclining, kneeling, and slumped, starting from both homicide and suicide.

Ultimately, the only autopsy conclusion was reached: only a standing suicide could match the characteristics of the fatal injury!
After seeing Granny Sun off, Mu Qingcheng signed the autopsy file and pressed her fingerprint on it.

After leaving the morgue, she stretched, feeling utterly exhausted and weak from excessive fatigue and hunger.

The lamps in the courtyard illuminated the busy officials and servants, while the screams of prisoners in the South Prison faintly reached my ears.

Mu Qingcheng looked up at the sky. Bright stars appeared year after year and rose month after month, but the lives that had passed away could never return.

"Coroner Mu, have the autopsy results come back yet?"

A man came from the archway and asked bluntly.

As the person drew closer, Mu Qingcheng could see clearly that it was Song Li, a close attendant of Song Shuyu.

She immediately went back to her room, retrieved the autopsy file, and handed it to Song Li, saying, "The results are in. The deceased committed suicide, but it is necessary to investigate the reason for the suicide, as it may be related to the motives of the person who disposed of the body."

"Yes, I will present it to you, sir." After taking the file, Song Li glanced at Mu Qingcheng a few more times, his tone hesitant, "Coroner Mu, if you have any difficulties in your life, or if someone in the yamen bullies you, just tell me anytime, and I will help you solve it."

Mu Qingcheng was stunned.

Without waiting for her reply, Song Li turned and walked away, but after a few steps, she suddenly turned back. "By the way, you haven't had dinner yet, have you? There's some leftover food in the adults' kitchen. I'll have Aunt Liu bring it to your room later."

Mu Qingcheng quickly replied, "No need to trouble yourself, I'll just grab a bowl of plain noodles on the street."

"No trouble at all, Coroner Mu can go back to his room and wait." Song Li left these words and quickly departed.

Having no other choice, Mu Qingcheng headed towards the northern side of the backyard of the yamen.

After she passed the assessment, Song Shuyu heard that her home was outside the city. Considering that her daily commute was too far and that it was unsafe for a woman to go out early and return late, he specially allowed her to stay in the yamen and live alone.

Back in her room, the dark room was chilly. Mu Qingcheng lit a candle, boiled some water in the kitchen, washed up quickly, and changed into a dark-colored outfit. Just as she finished, Liu's mother knocked on the door.

"Coroner Mu, you're in for a treat today. The kitchen has prepared an extra yellow croaker, half a sliced ​​duck, a bowl of beef soup, and a plate of osmanthus cake—all top-quality food. Song Li said you've been busy all day without a drop of water, and being a young lady, we can't let you suffer or neglect your health. So, we've brought it all for you to eat."

Unable to refuse such hospitality, Mu Qingcheng did not decline any further, saying only, "Thank you for making this trip for me, Aunt Liu. Please convey my gratitude to the adults and Song Li."

Madam Liu was taken aback at first, then smiled, "Miss is so thoughtful. It's getting late, Miss. You should eat and rest early. Just leave the leftover dishes aside, I'll come back to get them tomorrow."

"Okay, take care, Aunt Liu."

After watching Liu Mama leave, Mu Qingcheng returned to her room. Looking at the delicious food on the table, she hesitated to pick up her chopsticks.

How could Song Li suddenly take care of her? Even if he wanted to, he wouldn't dare to arbitrarily control the food in Song Shuyu's private kitchen.

So she made it clear directly.

She didn't know what Song Shuyu meant. He didn't mention the case file she wanted at all. Did he not listen, or did he not want to help her? Rather than taking care of her daily life, he might as well grant her wish!

(End of this chapter)