The mind-reading coroner drove the court crazy

Before the imperial examination, the emperor personally made a verdict on the case: He Chengyu killed the candidates of this year and should be beheaded; Ge Shu injured others because of jealousy and had bad character, so he was stripped of his status as a scholar and was banned from taking the imperial examination for life.

This verdict is quite reasonable and expected, and it can be regarded as an explanation to this year's candidates.

One day before the execution, Qin Miaoxi came to the cell.

He Chengyu looked up and glanced at her indifferently, then lowered his head again, not knowing what he was thinking.

"This is for you." Qin Miaoxi glanced at him and opened the food box in her hand, which contained a sumptuous meal.

He Chengyu took a look and said to himself with a smile: "The last meal before execution!"

Qin Miaoxi didn't say anything, but placed the food in front of him one by one.

He Chengyu finally looked over, but was slightly stunned when he saw the food. He asked nervously, "Did Ruyan prepare these meals?"

It contains all his favorite foods, and only Liu Ruyan knows about it.

Qin Miaoxi nodded and handed him the letter written by Liu Ruyan: "This is a letter from Liu Ruyan to you."

There was a flash of excitement in He Chengyu's eyes, but it was soon stained with despair, because he knew that this was a farewell letter.

He took the letter tremblingly, his fingers shaking slightly.

Unfolding the letter, familiar handwriting came into view.

In the letter, Liu Ruyan wrote: Chengyu, I have no regrets about meeting you in this life. If there is an afterlife, I hope you and I can meet again in a peaceful and prosperous world and spend the rest of our lives together.

He Chengyu's tears fell silently. He smiled bitterly and tore the letter into pieces. He grabbed the rice spoon angrily and started eating the food in big mouthfuls, swallowing his tears and food together, as if this could numb his sad heart.

Qin Miaoxi just looked at him quietly.

After finishing his meal, he wiped the greasy corners of his mouth and said without looking up, "Please tell Liu Ruyan: Forget me and live a good life."

Qin Miaoxi silently packed up the food box and uttered a word from her red lips, "Okay."

When I reached the door, I looked back and saw only dead silence in the darkness.

Those who are executed have no tomorrow.

On the day of the execution, many people came to watch, especially the students taking the imperial examinations. They were also curious about what kind of person could commit a crime before the imperial examinations.

He Chengyu was taken to the center of the execution platform, and the executioner stood by, waiting for noon to arrive.

Just then, there was a sudden commotion among the crowd.

Liu Ruyan walked over slowly, holding her guqin.

"Who is this?"

"The courtesan Liu Ruyan."

"Why did she come?"

"Meet my old lover!"

Ignoring everyone's teasing looks, Liu Ruyan walked straight to the front and sat down opposite He Chengyu.

The two people's eyes met in the air, as if they had thousands of words to say.

He Chengyu frowned and opened his mouth eagerly, as if asking: Why did you come?

Liu Ruyan smiled sweetly, and her slender fingers plucked the strings of the piano, and the song "Farewell Book" echoed on the execution platform.

The cheerful music is like the joy of a young girl, a hazy love; but the cheerfulness suddenly changes into panic; the lowness of the finale is like her mood at the moment, knowing someone but unable to be together, and when saying goodbye, she always thinks of the good times in the past.

He Chengyu's eyes gradually turned red. If he felt sorry for anyone in his life, it was the woman before him. The most painful thing was knowing it was a farewell, yet still forcing back tears and smiling as he watched her for the last time.

The strings played their last note, and the executioner threw down the beheading board: "Behead!"

He Chengyu suddenly shouted at Liu Ruyan, "Go! Don't look!"

He was already incomplete, and he didn't want his lover to see the bloody scene. She should stay away from this filth.

However, what responded to him was a mouthful of black blood spat out by Liu Ruyan.

The dark red color dripped from the corners of his mouth onto his front, soaking a large area.

Liu Ruyan smiled brightly, held out her hand, and looked at him from a distance: "Let's... together..."

He Chengyu's pupils suddenly contracted and his heart ached.

He struggled to rush towards her, but was held down by the executioner. His voice was hoarse and desperate: "Ruyan! Ruyan!"

Liu Ruyan's body slowly fell down, and the guqin in her hand also fell to the ground with a dull sound.

Her eyes never left He Chengyu, and until the last moment, there was still a gentle smile on the corner of her mouth.

Tears welled up in He Chengyu's eyes, and he howled to the sky, his voice filled with endless sorrow.

The executioner's knife flashed, and his world fell into darkness.

There was silence in the crowd, and everyone was shocked by the scene and speechless.

Qin Miaoxi stood in the distance, a complicated look flashed in her eyes. She opened her mouth but couldn't speak because of the bitter taste.

A young man in his prime with outstanding talent; a gentle, charming, and intelligent woman. Unfortunately, fate played a trick on them and they met the right person at the wrong time.

The wind blows, rolling up the fallen leaves on the ground. This is not the end. After all, death is not the loss of life, but the departure from time and being forgotten.

They will be remembered eventually!

People gradually dispersed, and only the executioner and the cold corpse were left on the execution stand.

The executioner was about to carry He Chengyu's body away when he heard a cold shout: "Wait!"

Qin Miaoxi stepped forward, her eyes as calm as water: "I'll deal with the body."

The executioner was stunned for a moment, then took the silver ingot she handed him and nodded readily: "Okay, please."

After saying that, he handed He Chengyu's body to her.

Qin Miaoxi had already prepared a carriage. She carefully loaded the bodies of He Chengyu and Liu Ruyan onto it and then drove straight out of the city.

At the city gate, a double wooden coffin waited quietly. Zi Yan stood aside and waved at her.

The two men worked together to move the coffin onto the carriage, and then drove all the way to a hillside covered with forsythia flowers on the outskirts of the city.

On the hillside, the view is all golden sea of ​​flowers. The winter jasmine flowers bloom freely in the spring breeze, and the air is filled with a faint fragrance.

"Miss, is this the place?" Zi Yan asked softly.

"Well, let's bury him." Qin Miaoxi nodded, her eyes deep and complicated.

She stood on the hillside, quietly gazing at the sea of ​​flowers. This was the last thing Liu Ruyan had entrusted to her before her death—to bury her and He Chengyu together in this field of blooming forsythia.

Liu Ruyan once said that forsythia symbolizes hope and rebirth, and she hopes to meet He Chengyu again in the next life when the flowers bloom and love each other forever.

Zi Yan and Qin Miaoxi worked together to place the coffin in the grave that had already been dug.

Qin Miaoxi stood in front of the tomb in silence. The wind blew gently, and the forsythia swayed in the wind, as if the two were thanking her.

Qin Miaoxi closed her eyes, took a deep breath, then turned and left.

Zi Yan followed behind and couldn't help asking, "Miss, do you think they can really meet again in the next life?"

Qin Miaoxi stopped and looked back at the sea of ​​flowers, the corners of her mouth raised slightly: "Maybe. The winter jasmine flowers are blooming, and spring is coming."

Zi Yan nodded, not quite understanding, and the two of them walked further and further away, with only the winter jasmine flowers swaying in the wind.