Chapter 1: The Ministry of Justice Prison

Shengjing, the Ministry of Justice Prison.

“Crash!”

A bucket of cold water was poured on the girl sitting in the dark cell.

"Hiss!" Su Nuobai took a breath of cold air with a headache.

She reached out to touch the back of her head, and heard a "clattering" sound of metal colliding against her hand.

He stared blankly at the chain on his hand.

What’s going on?

A memory that didn't belong to her entered her head.

She sighed...

The original owner's concubine's daughter was really miserable. Everyone in the mansion was hypocritical and vicious. If it weren't for the protection of the concubine, this little fool would have died long ago!

Now that a murder has occurred, even the lowest servant in the village is using her as a scapegoat, wanting her to bear the infamy of murder!

Since I am using your body, I will naturally accept your cause and effect.

"Su Nuobai, tell me the truth now, how did you kill Qin Miao?"

"If you resist stubbornly, don't blame us for showing no mercy and torturing you."

Su Nuobai looked up at the two people sitting opposite him, both wearing ancient jailer uniforms.

Behind them stood a woman with a blue face and bruises on her neck.

Qin Miao's ghost was shouting to the jailer: "It's not Nuonuo, she didn't kill me!"

The jailer saw her staring blankly behind him and slapped the table hard: "I'm talking to you, are you deaf?"

"Come here, torture."

"You are torturing a fool, are you trying to force him to confess?" A tall figure walked slowly towards them from a distance.

Su Nuobai was attracted by the person who appeared.

He was wearing a crimson official uniform. His handsome face was almost pale, and his eyes, distinctly black and white, were deep and bright, as if he could see through people's hearts.

He still has a scholarly air about him.

Lu Heyu felt her gaze, looked up and met her eyes, then quickly looked away.

"Minister Lu." The two jailers stood up and saluted.

Lu Heyu looked at the girl sitting opposite him. Her face and body were dirty, but her eyes were exceptionally bright.

"Let her go! She didn't kill anyone!"

Su Nuobai raised his eyebrows slightly. He looked at the man's face. He had a broad life palace, which meant he was magnanimous. With a high nose bridge, he would have a successful career and gain both fame and fortune.

Looking at his other eleven palaces, all of them are excellent.

It’s a pity that excessive wisdom will lead to harm and a short life!

The jailer was a little embarrassed: "Sir, she was the only one at the crime scene at the time. Who else could it be if not her?"

"He is the son of Manager Wang of Zhuangzi." Su Nuobai suddenly spoke.

The three people in the cell looked at her.

Lu Heyu narrowed her eyes. The case file clearly stated that she was a fool, so how could she suddenly say such a clear sentence?

Su Nuobai looked at Lu Heyu and said, "Don't make such a fuss. If you don't believe me, you can wait. Manager Wang will come to report the case soon."

"He said he saw me kill Qin Miao. Why did I kill her? I was probably jealous of Qin Miao and strangled her to death in a rage."

Lu Heyu looked at her: This is interesting.

"Yeah?"

The jailer looked incredulous: "Minister Lu, this..."

Lu Heyu slowly said: "Why are you telling me this?"

Su Nuobai looked at the ghost of Qin Miao and said, "I don't want my friend to die unjustly while her killer remains unpunished."

"Oh, I forgot to mention that Steward Wang is preparing to send his son away by boat from the South City Gate. If you go too late, you won't be able to catch him."

Lu Heyu wasn't sure whether what Su Nuobai said was true or not, but that didn't stop him from giving it a try.

"Someone, send Miss Su Qi back to the cell."

Su Nuobai's eyes widened: "Didn't you just say you would let me go? How could you go back on your word?"

Lu Heyu looked at her and said, "The previous file said that Miss Su Qi was a fool. I think there must be a mistake. I plan to review it again."

Su Nuobai was thrown back into prison.

"Click!" The prison door was closed again.

The jailer walked up to Lu Heyu and asked, "Sir Shangshu, what should we do now?"

Lu Heyu rubbed his fingers gently and said, "First, go to the South City Gate and secretly capture the person for me. The others will wait."

"Yes." The jailer said and went to arrest the man.

Lu Heyu glanced at the woman who was kicking the straw angrily in the cell, then turned and left the prison.

Su Nuobai watched everyone leave and said, "You deserve to not live past the age of twenty."

"An ungrateful person, good intentions are never rewarded."

"Just say less! If you really didn't kill him, he would naturally let you go." A pleasant male voice came from the cell next to him.

Su Nuobai ran to the other side of the fence and looked, only to see a man in black sitting against the wall.

The light was too dim to see his features clearly.

"How did you get locked up?"

The person in the next cell didn't say anything.

Qin Miao's spirit was beside him, anxiously saying, "Nuonuo, I've already let you go, why are you meddling in other people's business?"

"I'm going to die, can't you just live well?"

"Well now, you're locked up again. What if they don't catch the person and won't release you?"

Su Nuobai looked at Qin Miao who was crying beside her. She had no tears and could only howl.

"I don't want the person who hurt you to get away with it."

Her voice was not loud, and if you didn't listen carefully you couldn't hear what she said.

Qin Miao opened his eyes wide and floated in front of her: "You, you can see me?"

Su Nuobai nodded.

Qin Miaoyou grinned: "They used to say that people born on the 15th day of the seventh lunar month, the Ghost Festival, can see ghosts, but I didn't believe it."

"Not everyone can see it." Su Nuobai still muttered softly.

The person in the cell next door was always paying attention to her, and he could hear clearly what she said, even though she thought it was very quiet.

Can this woman really see ghosts?

The prison cell is already filled with extremely negative energy, and there are so many ghosts of those who died unjustly.

Now one by one, their heads popped out from the corners.

"Little girl, can you really see us?"

Su Nuobai rolled her eyes. If she could see these ghosts, she would be annoyed to death.

Just close your eyes and stop talking.

But the more she did this, the more the ghosts felt that she could definitely see it.

"Little girl, I beg you, please save my daughter!"

"I have been wronged. Can you help me redress my grievances?"

“…”

When Su Nuobai was about to take action to beat them all up, there was another sound from the cell next door.

His voice was very soft: "Can you really see the dead?"

Su Nuobai turned around and saw a ghost with half his head broken. He grinned at her.

She reached out and pushed the ghost aside, then walked over to the wooden bars between the two cells and sat down.

The man stood up and walked in front of her so that she could see him clearly.

The appearance of the Minister Lu just now was already outstanding, but she didn’t expect that her next-door neighbor in the prison would also amaze her.

How lucky is she today that she can meet handsome men one after another.

My master really loves me and knows that I like to look at beautiful women.

He lowered his eyes, his long, thick eyelashes trembling slightly to hide the emotions in his eyes. His face was as white as snow, his rosy lips were gently pursed, and his handsome face was difficult to tell whether it was male or female.

He has a straight nose with a round tip, a kind look, thick but clear eyebrows, and a square chin. He is a man who values ​​friendship and responsibility.

"Can you see the dead?" he asked again.