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Chunshui was kicked out of the yamen, no matter how much she knocked on the door or drummed, no one would pay any attention to her.

She stood outside the door with disheveled hair, with a dazed and terrified expression—she had already made up her mind to die, why such a sudden change?Song Manzhen, you are a rich lady whose mind is full of straws and doesn't understand the world!Live well if you have a life to live, what kind of savior are you here to play?My poor life is still suffering if I live, it would be better to die, and no one will care about me when I die!But Song Manzhen, you are different, completely different, why can't you even tell the difference between the pros and cons?

Chun Shui stood where she was, with the light shining on her body, it was already hard to tell whether it was the morning sun or the setting sun.The bone-chilling cold brought her a bit of warmth, but this warmth made her feel even more uncomfortable.

If there is no warmth, she can try her best to resist the cold, and even numb herself so that she doesn't care about whether she is still alive, so that the pain will come through, so that the heart that is determined to die will be more firm.But why is there still sunshine?Why not just drag her into the [-]th floor of hell, where she will no longer know what warmth is like, and it is better than starting to lust for her now, wanting to live.

The sourness and sadness gushing out of her heart made Chunshui unable to feel the tears covering her face in time. She raised her numb arms and continued to beat the drums.

"Silly girl!" Suddenly his arm was restrained, Chun Shui looked back, and it was Mama Lu.

Mother Lu looked sad, her nose and cheeks were completely red from the cold, her eyebrows were tightly knitted, and a deep mark between her eyebrows looked like a scar that had already existed: "Silly girl! What are you still doing here? Come back with me!" Mama Lu dragged Chunshui away, Chunshui staggered a few steps and stretched her body and fell backwards, Mama Lu tugged a few times but couldn't move anymore, she threw Chunshui's hand angrily and said angrily:

"Okay, you just play the drums here, and when those officials come out and arrest you, you can die with her! You are wasting Mr. Song's good intentions, and neither of them can survive! Why don't you listen to me all the time? Look at this kind of thing you caused...I haven't been by your side for two days? How can you do such a thing? If you die... Me, what should I do? Chunshui, why do you want me to live alone in the world?" Mama Lu burst into tears, her body trembling uncontrollably, Chunshui's arms were hanging by her side, watching her cry without speaking, just felt Very tired.

"Didn't Mom always like Mr. Song? Before, she tried her best to persuade me to leave Chunjiangye with Mr. Song. Why do you have the heart to let her die now?" Chun Shui asked.

Mother Lu stopped crying, looked at Chun Shui's face, and saw that her whole face was cold and expressionless, she couldn't help being frightened: "I like it, but... it's a matter of life and death..."

Chun Shui sneered: "No matter how good the daily life is, as long as you are on the verge of life and death, you can forget all the good things in the past, right? Mom, you are also such a person."

Lu's mother was heartbroken by Chunshui's two words, and wanted to refute, but Chunshui's attitude of disdain for her made her feel that saying anything more would be embarrassing.

Chun Shui turned to pick up the drumsticks: "Mother Lu, go back first, I will handle my affairs myself."

Only then did Chun Shui understand that it was only early morning.The yamen is a taboo place for the common people, and no one passes by at this moment.Her wayward drumbeat reverberates infinitely, extremely piercing.

She knew that Lu's mother was standing behind her and kept crying, and she also knew that what she had done made Lu's mother feel bad, but she couldn't stop.

She has hatred in her heart and is willing to be an enemy of the world. It is not clear where this hatred comes from, but it does exist.She scolded Song Manzhen in her heart for not knowing how to cherish, but when she turned around to face Lu's mother's lesson, she took the opposite attitude as if angry.

Although the meaning of going against the world is still vague, she understands that she just can't see the cruelty of the world and the fragility of human feelings!

The door of the yamen was finally opened for her, and the officer stood on the high steps and said to Chun Shui, "Girl, Mrs. Liu is here to invite you."

Chun Shui dropped his arms feebly, the drum stick fell to the ground, and he limped his legs and lifted his body with difficulty to walk up.

"Chunshui! I'll wait for you here!" Mother Lu shouted anxiously, "Be sure to come back!"

Chunshui and Guancha disappeared through the door.

Officials brought Chunshui all the way to Lord Liu's study room. Inside the rolled-up peony-patterned door curtain, Lord Liu was sitting on a dark red wooden chair. The not-so-large table in front of him was neatly piled with books and music. Book.Mr. Liu held a folded memorial book in his hand, his slender eyebrows furrowed slightly, the brush in his hand froze in the air, his eyes were fixed on the memorial book, and he didn't notice that Chun Shui was already standing in front of him.

"What's the matter with Miss Chunshui's drumming?" Master Liu finally put down everything in his hands, stood up and faced Chunshui.

"My lord, I have already pleaded guilty. Judging from the punishment of the Xia Dynasty, the final judgment of the case is not based on the criminal's confession? Why did I already admit to murdering my lord but still involve others? Is it inconsistent with my court's judgment process?"

The two of them were not the only ones in the room. The guard standing aside listened to Chun Shui's blunt questioning of Master Liu, his face was a little ugly, and he unconsciously clenched the sharp sword hanging from his waist.

Master Liu didn't care, and walked slowly with his hands behind his back: "I am facing the law as you said, and the prisoner's oral confession shall prevail. But Liu is the guard of Lanzhou City, as long as I am in office for a day, You can’t see people die in vain. It has been found that the real culprit who killed He Fa was Song Manzhen, the third daughter of the Song family, and Song Manzhen also surrendered. So this murder has nothing to do with Miss Chunshui, you can go home .”

"Lord Liu is really a good official who cares about the common people." Chun Shui said with a smile, "Then we can only blame Xia Chao for his childish punishment, who only care about the result but don't investigate the reason. Why does He Fa have the money to go to a brothel for entertainment, Miss Song Why did a girl’s family come to the place of fireworks, and under what circumstances was He Fa killed? The most important causes and processes of these cases do not seem to be of interest to the court’s authority and Mr. Liu. There is nothing to say about being born in this dynasty It can be said." Chun Shui bowed and left, the guard kept giving Master Liu winks - this little girl blatantly said such outrageous words, Master Liu can definitely give her thirty big boards!If she reports to the higher authorities and investigates the crime, she can even cut off her head as she wishes!Why is Lord Liu indifferent?

"Wait a minute." The moment Chun Shui stepped out of the door with one leg, Master Liu stopped her.

Chun Shui didn't look back, only Master Liu said slowly: "I've always seen Miss Chun Shui with a good face, have you seen her somewhere before?"

Chun Shui took a deep breath—it seems that men in this world, rich or poor, high or low, are all virtuous, and at this time, they still have time to say such nonsense!

"How can a mediocre man be lucky enough to meet you, you are too worried." Chun Shui left behind these words.

Song House.

No one dared to breathe harder, the atmosphere in the mansion was dignified, and everyone knew that anyone who said too much or did something out of line at this time would only die.

Song Manjun sat in the middle of the lobby, did not speak, his face was extremely gloomy, and the teacup in his hand was already completely cold.She didn't know what she was thinking about, and she didn't look at all the servant girls in the Song Mansion around her.

After a long silence, Song Manjun finally spoke: "Among you, are there any of you who have no old needs to serve and no small needs to support?"

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and a weak voice spoke from the corner: "Miss Hui, Shuang'er's parents passed away when she was young, Madam brought me back, and I haven't been married yet."

Song Manjun said: "You, come to my room after dinner tonight."