A female coroner arrived at the Jingzhao Prefecture.

Chapter 181 What else can we do besides spoil them?

The two parted unhappily.

Although Mu Qingcheng had dreamt of the childhood stories told by Song Shuyu, she was certain that she had no such memories when she was awake. Moreover, her given name was "Qing'er," and her father, mother, and Mu Xun all called her "Qing'er." No one had ever called her "A Yuan."

Therefore, faced with the evidence, she could not believe Song Shuyu's explanation.

Although Song Shuyu confirmed through various clues that Mu Qingcheng was Mu Yan's daughter, he could not provide any evidence to prove that Mu Qingcheng was the "A Yuan" from his youth.

Therefore, even though both of them were willing to clear up the misunderstanding and had several open and honest conversations, the results were not satisfactory.

Their relationship, inexplicably, entered a dead end.

Watching Mu Qingcheng leave in anger, Song Shuyu was overwhelmed by a deep sense of powerlessness and slowly slid down the wall in front of the window to sit on the ground.

The candlelight in the room was almost gone, and the flames reflected on the window looked like a beast, leaping and bounding, but never able to escape its confined space.

Song Shuyu's sharply defined features seemed to be divided into two distinct poles by the dim light, half bright and half dark, and his whole person was filled with an aura of decadence and loneliness.

Someone knocked on the door, the knocking sound lasting for several breaths, but Song Shuyu ignored it as if he hadn't heard it.

Liu Mama pushed open the door and came in. She first filled the lamp with oil, then took out the medicine box from the cabinet and placed it on the round table. Then she walked to the window, bent down to help Song Shuyu, and said with a tone full of love and heartache, "Second Young Master, the wound on your arm needs to be dressed."

"No need." Song Shuyu was in low spirits, her voice muffled.

After a moment's hesitation, Liu Mama said with feigned difficulty, "This old servant has been entrusted with a task, and I cannot fail to do so."

Song Shuyu turned to look at Liu Mama, a look of panic appearing in her eyes, "Grandmother knows?"

"Don't worry, the old lady won't know," Liu Mama quickly reassured her. "It was Miss Mu who instructed us. This old servant owes Miss Mu a favor, how could I dare not do as she says?"

Song Shuyu's worry instantly turned into joy, "Really?"

Mrs. Liu wasn't good at lying, but she braced herself and gave Song Shuyu a definite answer: "Really!"

"Let's change the dressing."

Without needing any support, Song Shuyu got up on her own, going from being on the verge of death to full of energy with just three words: "Miss Mu."

While relieved, Liu's mother couldn't help but worry when she recalled the resentment Mu Qingcheng had shown on her face when she encountered him in the courtyard earlier.

When changing the dressing, Liu Mama, wanting to ease Song Shuyu's worries, gently reminded him, "Second Young Master, when you're with a young lady, you shouldn't be rash or rude. You should proceed slowly and treat her with sincerity."

Song Shuyu looked like she was eager to learn, "Aunt Liu, please continue."

“Uh…” Mrs. Liu hadn’t expected her young master to be so humble and eager to learn. She paused for a moment before continuing, “The relationship between a man and a woman is like the string of a kite. You can’t hold it too tightly or too loosely. If you hold it too tightly, it will break; if you hold it too loosely, it will fly away. You have to find the right balance.”

Song Shuyu asked with great curiosity, "Aunt Liu, how do you know all this?"

Madam Liu smiled and said, "This old servant has lived for decades and has seen many lovesick men and women, and heard many stories of beautiful beginnings followed by tragic ends. If a couple is only bound together by marriage for the sake of family interests, there is no need to go to such lengths. At most, they can take a few more concubines they like. But this old servant thinks that the second young master is not the kind of person who is greedy for beauty or values ​​the continuation of his lineage. Since he has taken a liking to Miss Mu, it means that he truly wants to spend his life with Miss Mu."

"Aunt Liu's judgment of people and things is truly accurate!" Song Shuyu was full of admiration. No wonder his grandmother assigned Aunt Liu to him. Although she was just a servant, her vision and perspective were no less than those of the mistresses of noble families, and she even lived a more enlightened life.

"While fate may be a matter of destiny, human effort can make a difference. If we cherish and nurture relationships well, we won't end up with someone we're destined to meet but can't be together."

Song Shuyu's eyes lit up again. "Listening to Liu Mama's words is better than reading a hundred storybooks."

……

The side room.

Xia Yu fell asleep.

It was originally a single bed, and with one person lying in it, there wasn't much room left. Bai Zhizhi wasn't used to sleeping with a stranger, so she sat at the table, propping her chin up with her elbow and pretending to doze off.

Mu Qingcheng tiptoed into the room, but still managed to wake the perceptive Bai Zhizhi.

She yawned, poured a glass of water, and handed it to Mu Qingcheng. "Sister Mu, are you tired?" Mu Qingcheng was in a bad mood, and her movements as she drank the water were a little rough.

Bai Zhizhi was particularly adept at reading people's expressions and knew Mu Qingcheng especially well. She immediately became angry and asked, "Did that corrupt official bully my sister Mu?"

"It's not bullying." Mu Qingcheng held her breath, biting her lip lightly. "But I want to lash him a few times!"

"..."

Bai Zhizhi was incredulous. She was stunned for a moment, then her eyes lit up with gossip. "Sister Mu, are you really willing to do this? You protected him so much when I scolded him, but now you actually want to beat him up?"

A slight unease appeared on Mu Qingcheng's face. She pursed her lips and replied vaguely, "What do you mean by being reluctant? I was just saying it casually, don't overthink it."

"Sister Mu, you're not being honest!" Bai Zhizhi tried her best to suppress her laughter, feigning righteous indignation. "If that corrupt official really offends Sister Mu, and it's inconvenient for you to act against him, then let me beat him up for you, how about that?"

Without thinking twice, Mu Qingcheng stopped her, saying, "Zhizhi, don't be silly!"

"No way!" Bai Zhizhi clenched her fists and got into a fighting stance. "If anyone dares to bully Sister Mu, I'll fight them to the death! Even if they're an adult, even if they drag me to jail and beat me, I'll scratch their face until they can't use their looks to seduce and bewitch my Sister Mu's heart again!"

Mu Qingcheng was both amused and exasperated. After the little girl's outburst, her pent-up bad mood actually dissipated a lot. She said, "Zhizhi, I only had a few words with the adults. It's not like we have any deep-seated hatred. It's not like we have to fight to the death! Also, what do you mean by using your looks to seduce me... Tsk, what kind of talk is that? Don't talk nonsense!"

Bai Zhizhi's expression relaxed, but then she smiled with narrowed eyes, "Sister Mu is really reluctant to part with her!"

Mu Qingcheng was speechless.

"Hehe, Sister Mu is blushing." Bai Zhizhi leaned half her body on the table, her little face close to Mu Qingcheng's blushing face, and teased her mercilessly.

Mu Qingcheng was mortified. "I...I didn't! How could that be? Zhizhi, you've mistaken me!"

The little girl blinked her beautiful eyes and coaxed her in a soft, sweet voice, "Yes, yes, it's Zhizhi's eyesight that's bad, she saw it wrong. Zhizhi will help Sister Mu wash up, Sister Mu should rest early, she has to go on duty tomorrow."

"Okay, thank you for your hard work, Zhizhi."

Although Bai Zhizhi came from a wealthy family, taking care of Mu Qingcheng was something she enjoyed doing wholeheartedly. She fetched water, washed Mu Qingcheng's face, hands, feet, and hair, all in one go.

However, during the hair washing process, Bai Zhizhi noticed an old scar on the back of Mu Qingcheng's head. She couldn't help but wonder, "Sister Mu, when did you get injured? How did you get hurt?"

Mu Qingcheng said, "It seems to have happened when I was a child. My father told me that I accidentally fell and hit my head on a rock, which left a scar."

"Oh." Bai Zhizhi thought for a moment and said, "Can't this scar be removed? Otherwise, it's easy to break it when washing and combing your hair."

Mu Qingcheng sighed slightly: "It seems there isn't any particularly effective ointment, otherwise my father would have gotten one for me long ago."

"Hmm... I have an idea!" Bai Zhizhi had a flash of inspiration. "Can't that corrupt official get the palace's top physician? Let's ask him to make a connection. As long as it can cure the illness, I'll pay for it all, no matter how much it costs!"

Mu Qingcheng said helplessly, "Zhizhi, since we need your help, can't you at least watch your mouth?"

"Ahem..." Bai Zhizhi cleared her throat. "Alright, we're not stubborn people, so let's not call him a corrupt official for now, let's just call him Lord Song."

Mu Qingcheng had no choice but to spoil the little girl.

……

The next day.

Dawn breaks.

Xia Yu awoke from her deep sleep.

"Coroner Mu, I would like to see Miss."

Upon hearing Xia Yu's plea, Mu Qingcheng did not speak immediately. She thought for a moment before replying, "Li Yunyao has been dead for many days, and the decay has worsened. Moreover, the fetus was expelled after her death, and its shape is extremely unsightly. Xia Yu, you must prepare yourself mentally in advance."

(End of this chapter)