A female coroner arrived at the Jingzhao Prefecture.

Chapter 354 Ending (23)

Prison Department of Punishment.

Song Shuyu didn't expect Mu Qingcheng to arrive so quickly. He guessed that Lu Zhao wouldn't let her see him easily. That kid was determined to win back his sister-in-law for his brother Lu Xun, and Mu Qingcheng must have many questions she wanted to get answers from Lu Zhao.

However, he felt that she had come too slowly, because his longing for her made each day feel like a year, and every second was torture.

Dressed as a boy and wearing a face mask, Mu Qingcheng gazed quietly at Song Shuyu through the fence.

Unspeakable emotions, resentment, hatred, and resentment surged within her heart, which she desperately suppressed, preventing them from erupting.

Song Shuyu dismissed the yamen runners.

He reached out his large hand over the fence and stroked her hand.

"Qingcheng, I miss you."

The familiar murmurs, hoarse and gentle, resonated like a drumbeat in Mu Qingcheng's heart. Her slender fingers trembled and curled slightly.

Song Shuyu felt a sudden panic. He gripped her hand tightly and examined her from head to toe, his handsome face filled with worry. "How are you? Did the Empress Dowager do anything to you? What about the Prince of Zhongshan? Did that old man bully you?"

Mu Qingcheng shook her head, feeling a lump in her throat.

She tried to refuse Song Shuyu's tender gestures, and his eyes instantly reddened. He took her hand and placed it on his chest, face, and forehead, saying pitifully and aggrievedly, "Qingcheng, it hurts."

This was a tactic he usually used to win her favor. But today, Mu Qingcheng remained unmoved.

She remained silent for a long while before finally moving her lips and saying softly, "If you are unwell, sir, please ask a doctor to take your pulse."

"No, I don't want a doctor, I only want you." Song Shuyu's tone became urgent, filled with pleading and longing, "Qingcheng, can you rub it for me?"

Mu Qingcheng lowered her head, closed her eyes, forcefully pulled her hand back, and said coldly, "Song Shuyu, you are the Prefect of the Capital, not a three-year-old child!"

Song Shuyu stared blankly at the woman outside the fence, her eyes gradually welling up with tears. "Qingcheng, is there something I did wrong that makes you angry with me? I'm sorry, I apologize to you. Please don't ignore me, okay?"

Mu Qingcheng felt as if her heart was being torn apart, and she was in extreme pain.

Song Shuyu reached out again, tentatively trying to touch her hand, but she suddenly took a half step back!
"Qingcheng!"

Song Shuyu let out a soft, injured cry, her expression growing increasingly anxious, "What happened to you? Who bullied you? Tell me, or I'll twist their head!"

Mu Qingcheng turned her face away, her voice choked with emotion, "My lord, please bear with me for a few days. I will solve this case."

"Do I care about going to jail? I know you can solve the case. Even if you can't solve it within three days, I have a way to get out of jail!"

Song Shuyu gripped the fence tightly with both hands, the veins on the back of his hands standing out. He gritted his teeth, his breathing extremely heavy. "I know that you accepted the imperial decree to marry Shen Che under duress, it was to escape from Shou Kang Palace, to seize the initiative! Don't worry, I've made arrangements. If Shen Che forces you to marry, I will destroy the Zhongshan Prince's Mansion and leave him without a complete corpse!"

Mu Qingcheng turned around suddenly, only to see Song Shuyu as ruthless as a god of death descending to earth, where was the delicate and beautiful demeanor from before?
She paused, then said in a deep voice, "Shen Che didn't force you, you absolutely mustn't touch him! Song Shuyu, why did you hide so many things from me? Including my father's return to the capital, you made arrangements on your own, did you even consider my father's personal safety?"