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Chapter 224 I Don’t Know How to Name the Fast Transmigration 1
Song Mingyue took out a series of bottles and jars, and looked at Yu Ji with a smile like a flower: "Which bottle do you want to choose?"

Yu Ji shook her head frantically, screaming, "A monster!"

Yu Ji's voice was muted by Song Mingyue's poison, but Song Mingyue did not disfigure Yu Ji.

It wasn't that Song Mingyue was kind, but that she couldn't bear to do anything with such a beautiful face.

The world collapsed, and Song Mingyue returned to Cangwu Space.

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With the sound of the gold ingot falling into the space crisply, Tuanzi asked with some confusion. It didn't know why Song Mingyue didn't retaliate in kind, after all, Yu Ji treated her like that.

Song Mingyue just smiled indifferently and said: "Love is not about getting, and love is not about asking for."

"Emotions have nothing to do with gender or Yu Ji's identity. She shouldn't hurt others because of her selfish desires."

"Doesn't she like Jiang Huai?"

"Then I will punish her for being speechless and unable to express her love to the person she loves."

"There is also Qian Yusi. He hurt others in order to express Liu Qingqing's love."

"Is this kind of love really love? Isn't it cruel?"

Tuanzi seems to understand, but human emotions are too complex.

Song Mingyue smiled: "Let's go, the next plane world!"
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"Fuck!"

Song Mingyue opened her eyes suddenly, her forehead was covered with hot sweat, and her eyebrows were full of panic.

Ever since she entered this body, she had nightmares every day about the massacre of her original owner's family.

"Princess, are you having another nightmare?"

Xiaolu came up with warm water and wiped the sweat from Song Mingyue's forehead with a brocade handkerchief.

Song Mingyue said nothing. She washed as usual, as calm as a beauty painting.

Unknowingly, the original owner had been staying in the East Palace for ten years.

Today is the birthday of the original owner.

The massacre of the whole family ten years ago was still vivid in Song Mingyue's mind through the body of the original owner, as if it was yesterday.

In the entire General's Mansion, the original owner was the only one alive, and people said that the original owner's damn old father had chosen a good husband for her.

Prince Lu Su has a humble and polite temperament, and his eyes are like stars and a sea of ​​stars, so warm and gentle that it makes people feel like bathing in the spring breeze.

The original owner was depressed because of the massacre of family extermination ten years ago, even though he had already passed his age, he did not marry Lu Su.

Lu Sufeng asked her, "Mingyue, Mingyue, when will you marry me?"

The original owner would shake his head every time, persuading Lu Su to find another beautiful woman.

Lu Su was very close to her, and never put on airs of the prince, even the prince claimed that he had never spoken to her.

People said that Song Mingyue didn't know what was good and what was good, yet she dared to be arrogant as an orphan girl.

It is such an orphan girl who has fettered Lu Su for ten years, and now he has never accepted her in twenty-three.

The folks, old and weak, women and children, all know that Prince Su has a concubine who has never been married, who is his sweetheart and treasure in his palm.

The original owner Song Mingyue is conflicted.

Lu Su treated her kindly, not only as a lifesaver, but also as a prospective husband in name.

But she still couldn't let go of the hundreds of lives in the general's mansion.

Song Mingyue looked at the person in the mirror, her eyes were bright and her teeth were bright, pure and elegant.

"Little green, go down."

She opened her thin lips lightly, and pushed Xiao Lu away, just for one thing - she wanted to escape.

She wants to find the real culprit of the massacre of Miemen, and untie the knot for the original owner.

Those hard-working guys from the Criminal Division have been investigating for ten years, but nothing has been found. Why don't we just let it go?
The former owner of General Song Mingyue's mansion has more than a hundred lives, can he just let it go? !

Song Mingyue changed into the men's clothes, which were exactly the same as Lu Su's guard An Ye's clothes, even the pattern of the clothes was exactly the same.

She put on a black cloth to cover her face and combed her hair into a high ponytail.

Her current appearance is almost indistinguishable from An Ye's. If she doesn't look carefully, or doesn't know the people of An Ye, she will be able to confuse the real one.

She opened the door generously and walked around the East Palace as she pleased.

Lu Su never restricted Song Mingyue from traveling, so she didn't have to worry about getting a travel token.

The reason why she had to run away like a dark night today was because she would never come back again.

The original owner couldn't sleep day and night, and he never felt at ease for half his life. He even ate with Song Mingyue.

Song Mingyue has a long body and stands tall, so she left the East Palace.

"Eh? When did Master An Ye become shorter?"

"How dare you say Lord An Ye is short? You are going to die! You just confirmed the exit token. Where did you get all this nonsense?"

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The gatekeepers whispered, but little did they know that the real Dark Night was watching this scene from a high platform not far away.

"she left?"

Lu Su turned around. He really didn't have the courage to watch her leave.

"Go and help her."

Lu Su has a well-defined outline, sword eyebrows and star eyes, a nose that hangs like gall, and lips that look like fat.

He closed his eyes, ten years, her heart knot has not been opened.

When Song Mingyue left the East Palace, she put on some decent men's attire.

She is tall and tall, and the man is dressed like a crown of jade, just like a handsome young man.

Today is not only her birthday, but also a day to remind the servants of the prison officials.

A little bit of criminal and prison affairs is mentioned by the Secretary of Criminal and Prison—Wu Ci.

Wu Ci, also known as Huaici.

The first thing Wu Huaici did when he took office was to personally select his subordinates. He claimed to be a fair and impartial punishment officer that was rare in the 800 years of the punishment department.

Whether it's true, she doesn't know.

However, if she can become Wu Huaici's subordinate and encourage him to re-investigate the massacre of the General Hussar's Mansion ten years ago, it will be better than her finding it all by herself.

Wu Huaici is a fourth-rank official. This person's official rank is neither high nor low, but he has an eccentric personality. If he is suppressed by the prince's power, he may not be able to compromise.

So, Song Mingyue came to do it in person.

There are quite a few people who want to become Wu Huaici's subordinates in order to survive, and Song Mingyue is among them.

When asked for her name in the book, she blurted out - Song Ci.

Wu Huaici's selection of people was just like the selection of concubines in the emperor's harem, and he was not picky in general.

Fortunately, the original owner has been educated by Lu Su in the past few years. He has both literary and military skills. Not to mention the best, but he also got rid of these half-baked people by a few blocks.

Wu Huaici knew the torch with his eyes, and he fell in love with her at a glance.

She was accompanied by another man named Nighthawk.

It is said that the punishment department may not have real power.

Since the Southern Emperor Lu Tianan came to power, he implemented authoritarian centralization and eliminated feudal separatism and various factors that threatened imperial power.

Lu Tianan dominated everything, not to mention the civil servants and generals, he even guarded the clan's concubines to death.

Under his dictatorship, most of the civil and military officials have false titles.

The original owner Song Mingyue's father, Song Zhenyuan, a first-rank hussar general, had a reputation in vain, but in fact he had no real power.

If it hadn't been for the massacre that killed the family overnight, no one would have known that the original owner's father had fought for the Southern Soviet Union and fought bravely to kill the enemy.

Song Mingyue thought that it was a wise move to seek refuge with Wu Huaici, so she put all her passion into Wu Huaici.

But Wu Huaici actually took her and Nighthawk to drink flower wine.

Nansu has no shortage of art buildings for literati and refined guests to entertain themselves.

For example, Hongxiuzhao, Xiaoxiang Pavilion, Yunqi Courtyard... There are countless art buildings.

But Wu Huaici was determined to take them to the place of Goulan - Huaichun Tower.

Song Mingyue shook her head in disappointment and turned around to leave, but Wu Huaici took her into Huaichun Tower.

"Brother Song Ci, don't be polite to me, I have money!"

While speaking, Mo Huaici pulled the two girls into Song Mingyue's arms one after another.

"Oh, Mr. Lang is so handsome~"

The woman was coquettish and wanted to touch Song Mingyue's face with her hands.

Song Mingyue panicked. If she was touched, wouldn't she be exposed?

Song Mingyue dodged, leaned into Nighthawk's arms with a cold face, and said seriously: "I am a good man."

Nighthawk was also a knight with a temperament. He couldn't stand being surrounded by makeup and powder, so he gently touched her shoulder and said, "Me too."

Everyone was dumbfounded, sighing to themselves that the two handsome men are both famous and attractive, and they are not good at women.

I thought Wu Huaici would give up, but he scratched his chin and pointed to the next door.

"How about I go to the Actor's Pavilion next door and call two lovely little waiters for you?"

Song Mingyue and Song Mingyue's pupils dilated, and they both waved their hands to give up.

The two looked at Wu Huaici's debauchery from the sidelines.

Song Mingyue shook her head in disappointment again.

She also thought that Wu Huaici was a clean stream in the officialdom, able to revitalize the criminal justice department.

I didn't expect Wu Huaici to be nothing more than that, just like those people.

She looked at Nighthawk subconsciously.

Nighthawk was a head taller than her, and his figure looked similar to that of An Ye beside Lu Su.

Is it possible that all chivalrous men have such a figure?
This Nighthawk was too similar to An Ye, if it wasn't for Ye Ying's ability to speak, she might really think that Ye Ying was An Ye.

Although she has never seen the appearance of An Ye, she knows that An Ye is a mute.

For ten years, Dark Night has not said a word.

Others also said that the dumb son next to Prince Su was very skilled in the dark, but it was a pity that he was extremely ugly and could not speak.

She looked at Nighthawk's face, with clear bones, smooth jaw line, straight nose and thick eyebrows, eagle eyes like torches, and tight lips.

Although Nighthawk is not as gentle as Lu Su, he is still unparalleled in handsomeness.

Wu Huaici and the others looked at Song Mingyue's fiery eyes on Yeying, couldn't help but shuddered, and drank two more jugs of wine.

That night.

Wu Huaici was as drunk as a dead dog.

Others came to Huaichun Tower to have fun, and the beauties were always in their arms. When he came to Huaichun Tower, he ended up drinking with the girls.

He drank one after another, and finally, he managed to drink himself down.

Song Mingyue shook her head helplessly, and was about to leave indifferently, but Wu Huaici struggled to get up and insisted on returning with her.

Song Mingyue hated him so much, she didn't have the heart to deal with this drunk.

"My lord, take your leave." She gave in and threw Wu Huaici into Nighthawk's arms.

"Take him back." After she finished speaking, she walked away quickly.

Unexpectedly, Wu Huaici whispered in Ye Xiao's arms: "Ugh... Take me back, I'm a criminal officer, so I can't be hungover at Huaichunlou..."

Song Mingyue couldn't laugh or cry when she heard this.

Do you still know that you are a criminal?

The more she thought about it, the more disappointed she became, but she suddenly stopped.

For her, this is an opportunity.

She turned around and turned around, with the corners of her mouth raised slightly, and asked Wu Huaici: "Song Ci will take you back, and you can help Song Ci investigate the massacre in the Hushi General's Mansion ten years ago, is it possible?"

At this time, Wu Huaici was unclear about his personnel and his consciousness was blurred, so he murmured "Hello" casually.

Song Mingyue was afraid that there would be no evidence for empty words, and Wu Huaici would not admit it at that time, so she used words as evidence and asked Wu Huaici to press her fingerprints.

After it was done, she looked at Nighthawk.

Nighthawk doesn't talk much coldly, and this matter doesn't make any waves in his eyes.

She smiled slyly and asked, "You won't meddle in your own business, will you?"

Nighthawk had no expression on his face and didn't answer. He just carried Wu Huaici and left.

Wu Huaici had a splitting headache, and being treated like this by Yeying, he vomited and vomited along the way.

When Wu Huaici woke up, it was already the second day.

He was woken up by Song Mingyue.

According to people from the Wu Mansion, early that morning, a man came in fiercely and went straight to Wu Huaici's room.

The man first called Wu Huaici to wake up, but to no avail, and then the man found a basin of water and poured it on it unceremoniously.

Wu Huaici was in a daze.

He jumped three feet high, pointing at Song Mingyue, tongue-tied.

"you you you!"

"Song Ci, you are so brave!"

Song Mingyue took out a contract from her bosom without being ashamed or annoyed.

When Wu Huaici saw it, he almost fainted.

"Master Wu, do you want to regret the things you signed and pledged yourself?"

Song Mingyue was extremely serious and confident.

Wu Huaici wanted to refuse, but after thinking for a moment, he agreed.

Anyway, it's not a big deal to be promoted to the criminal department, not to mention, to him, the promotion to the criminal department is just an empty shell.

If he can really overturn the unsolved case ten years ago and re-investigate it, it will be a good thing if the truth comes to light.

If it doesn't work, it's no wonder he's there.

After all, it has been ten years, and there have been so many people coming and going from the criminal prosecution department, but no one has been found out.

Even if he failed, it was only human nature.

Song Mingyue was the happiest when Wu Huaici agreed to reverse the case.

Under the leadership of Wu Huaici, she finally had the opportunity to enter the file department of the criminal department.

The records of ten years ago are very vague in the files of the Criminal Division. They only roughly record the year, month, day and place, how the Hussar General's mansion was wiped out overnight, and the number of people who were killed and their names.

After Wu Huaici took a look, he threw the bamboo slips to Song Mingyue with disdain.

He was still cursing in a daze: "What's the use of these old things just recording these things?"

"There are no suspects or even evidence, so how can we investigate?"

Wu Huaici was angry at the side, while Song Mingyue held the bamboo slips and wept silently at the name recorded on it. This was the emotion of the original owner.

Song Zhenyuan, Ye Ying, Song Ruoyang, Song Ning...

These are her close relatives.

Father, mother, brother, sister...

Song Mingyue still remembered through memory that her younger sister Song Ning was only four years old.

Such a small one, soft and cute, followed behind her and kept calling Auntie.

Wu Huaici noticed Song Mingyue's out-of-control emotions, and asked softly with a heavy face: "Song Ci, are there any relatives in it?"

Song Mingyue nodded when she heard the words, raised her head, and let the tears back into her eyes.

Wu Huaici looked at her with a distressed expression.

"Well, I'm not much older than you. If you're not afraid of climbing high, I can barely be your elder brother."

Later, Wu Huaici felt it was inappropriate and added another sentence.

"It would be fine if I were to be your biological father. Anyway, I am not afraid of losing my life."

Song Mingyue ignored him and only looked at the bamboo slips file carefully.

It is not that the bamboo slips do not fail to record Song Zhenyuan's personal relationships.

Among them, the one who was most at odds with him was Mo Lian, the second-rank general of the town.

Song Mingyue only vaguely remembered that the original owner's father had had conflicts with Mo Lian.

As for the contradiction, she didn't know.

According to the records, Song Zhenyuan and Mo Lian were military generals and were good brothers.

I don’t know if there was any unexpected disagreement between the two, and they started to get into trouble.

Except above the court, as long as it was where Song Zhenyuan was, Mo Lian would not set foot there.

After this back and forth, everyone knew that the two people had fallen out and had become enemies.

After Song Mingyue suggested that General Mo Lian and Song Zhenyuan were at odds with each other, Wu Huaici made a strange noise.

(End of this chapter)