A female coroner arrived at the Jingzhao Prefecture.

Chapter 11 I'll marry you!

Mu Qingcheng had lived for nineteen years and was always scheming, but at this moment, she only regretted that she had not informed him in advance or had someone guard the door!

To ensure the accuracy of the test results, she removed her outer skirt and inner garment, leaving only her undergarment, which she lifted halfway to expose her navel. Then, holding the knife in her right hand, she measured the position according to the calculated stabbing angle.

Grandma Sun, not knowing what was going on, thought that she was really going to stab her, and cried out in surprise!
Provoked, Mu Qingcheng barely managed to keep the knife from piercing her skin. Her heart, which had been pounding in her chest, finally settled down. But before she could even react, the door was suddenly smashed open from the outside with a loud bang, and Song Shuyu, dressed in a purple official robe, burst in unexpectedly!

He was tall and slender, and in his haste, he lunged forward, almost touching Mu Qingcheng's body!
"What happened...?"

The cold autumn wind rushed in with Song Shuyu's intrusion, chilling his feverish brain to the bone!
With just one glance, Song Shuyu saw Mu Qingcheng's barely clothed state and his exposed, snow-white skin. His earlobes, neck, face—everywhere visible—blushed at a visible speed. His usually eloquent mouth couldn't utter a complete sentence: "You, why aren't you wearing... no, no, I didn't, I didn't see..."

Fortunately, his brain hadn't completely turned to mush; he still remembered some "propriety, righteousness, integrity, and a sense of shame," which enabled him to move his stiff legs and turn his back!
Grandma Sun was stunned. When she came to her senses, she hurriedly picked up Mu Qingcheng's dress and draped it over her shoulders in a flurry of activity.

Lord Song's actions have tantamount to ruining Mu Qingcheng's reputation. How could she, a mere old woman, dare to utter a single word of nonsense? She could only pretend that nothing had happened.

However, to Granny Sun's surprise, Mu Qingcheng suddenly became very calm. She calmly dressed, then picked up her knife and walked up to Song Shuyu. Staring at his blushing handsome face, she said softly, "Granny Sun, please wait for me outside for a moment. I need to talk to the master about some official business."

Without saying a word, Grandma Sun immediately left and thoughtfully closed the door behind her.

In the vast morgue, only the two of them, the deceased Li Yunyao, remained. Coupled with the sinister smile on the woman's lips, Song Shuyu felt a chill run down his spine. "Mu, Counselor Mu..." Mu Qingcheng's smile remained undiminished. "Sir, how would you like to die? Gouge out your eyes, cut off your ears, or slit your throat? Or perhaps, poison you into muteness?" As she spoke, the tip of the knife in her hand gestured across his face, the closeness exuding a palpable sense of oppression.

Song Shuyu's Adam's apple bobbed, and his smile was forced. "Coroner Mu, I didn't mean to. I was just... I was worried about you, and in my haste I accidentally barged in..."

"So, you mean to save me, sir?" Mu Qingcheng raised an eyebrow, feigning surprise.

Song Shuyu nodded vigorously, "That's right, that's exactly what I mean!"

"Unfortunately, things didn't go as planned. You've gone from being my savior to a lecher. How should this be settled? According to the laws of my Great Zhou, what crime should you be charged with?"

Mu Qingcheng toyed with the knife in her hand, her tone casual and relaxed, "Or perhaps, to preserve my innocence, I would kill you with one blow, then commit suicide, and we could be reincarnated together?"

"It's not necessary!"

Upon hearing this, Song Shuyu took a deep breath and, as if making a painful decision, said, "Actually, we have another option. Mu Qingcheng, I will marry you!"

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