Great To See You Again, Xie Ming Yu

When Yang Yiting came out of the Justice Department, she encountered Feng Ze who had been waiting at the door.

When Feng Ze saw her, he greeted her with a smile, and said, "You must be brother Mo Xin. I heard that you were responsible for me being acquitted of the charged murder. I'm very grateful."

Yang Yiting was still dressed as a man, with a white jade mask on her face. The style was simple and straightforward, and Feng Ze did not recognize her as a woman dressed as a man. Of course, he didn't know that she was the Yang Yiting that he was thinking of.

Feng Ze insisted on asking Mo Xin to go to a nearby teahouse to talk to each other. Since Yang Yiting couldn't get rid of him, so she agreed. The two walked side by side on the way to the teahouse, followed by Lu Zhu who was still reeling from the effect of the autopsy.

Looking at their departing backs, from the window seat on the second floor of the restaurant opposite, two young men, one black-robed man and the other white-clothed man, were sitting opposite each other, chatting and drinking tea. 

It was Meng Yuan and Yun Yi. Yun Yi. 

Yun Yi stared at Meng Yuan on the opposite side, and said jokingly: "A-yuan, it seems that your future wife is not going easy around at all."

Meng Yuan, who was always cold, didn't display the slightest emotion at all as he continued to watch Yang Yiting.

Yang Yiting was a bit tired. It was just that the finger joints holding the tea bowl turned white, holding a cup of tea in her hand for a long time, and she couldn't drink it anymore.

After Feng Ze was released from prison, he devoted himself to hectic daily inspections. Although he sometimes wanted to find Yang Yiting in Yang mansion, it was not easy for him to look for a maiden girl all the time. He also wanted to chat with Mo Xin. He always felt that he had an inexplicable sense of familiarity with Mo Xin. Chatting with him made him very comfortable, but he really couldn't spare the time.

Lu Ziqing was also too busy to check Mo Xin's identity for a while. There were only less than ten days before the scientific examination. During this period, the security of the capital was really important. In addition to the fake Du Yu, Emperor Ming was furious and ordered the Justice Department to conduct a thorough investigation.

Lu Ziqing really did his best to investigate. He sent someone to Suzhou to investigate the inn where his son was staying. The black particles found during Yang Yiting's autopsy were found to be inconclusive, and no results were found. The government officer sent to Suzhou took at least 10 days to come back, so he now feels weak and frustrated.

Of course, Yang Yiting didn't know Feng Ze's thoughts. She had a good impression of Feng Ze. One big reason was that Feng Ze and Yohan looked alike, which made her feel kind of at home in another world.

This kind of affection had nothing to do with men and women. Affection. In terms of emotions, Yang Yiting was indifferent and free, never deliberately pursuing, but also accepting frankly. Now she had given in marriage to Meng Yuan, so she has no other thoughts for the time being.

She couldn't help Lu Ziqing either. As a forensic doctor, all she had to do was to speak for the corpse, and she could not do anything else. It was just that the quality of the work here seemed to be worse than that she imagined.

 Since she wanted to live here, should she not find a way to do something? Yang Yiting thought while rubbing a newly made set of scalpels.

Lu Zhu and Mother Xu were shocked watching from the side. Lu Zhu looked puzzled and asked, "Miss, why have you suddenly become different from before?"

They didn't even know her anymore. Where was the coward young lady who used to be with them?

Yang Yiting smiled slightly, and asked wittyly, "So, do you like the old lady or the current lady?"

"Of course it is the current lady." The two said in unison. Although the appearance of the current young lady had been ruined, she had become calmer and wiser. Especially when she was doing things that required her concentration, the look in her eyes was not generally attractive.

"Are you sure?" Yang Yiting raised her eyebrows.

What Lu Ziqing did not expect was that three days later, the government official sent to Suzhou did not return, but Du Yang, the second son of the Du family, came to the capital city. There was also a gentle and elegant young man in white clothes with him. 

When Lu Ziqing saw him, he couldn't hide his surprise. Xie Mingyu, the world-famous "Scholar Xie Mingyu".

Xie Family was a scholarly family. The Bishan Academy it founded had a long history and was well-known throughout the country. No one knew know how many proud students had entered Bishan Academy. Xie Mingyu was the most outstanding member of the Xie family's young generation. He was calm figure who became literary at a young age.

In recent years, he had gradually began to help with the affairs of Bishan Academy, and he looked like the acting head of the academy. Therefore, Lu Ziqing didn't dare to neglect the two of them, and quickly led them to the morgue to identify the bodies.

Du's family was also one of the largest families in Suzhou. Du Yu, who was the eldest son of Du's family, studied with Xie Mingyu at Bishan Academy. Three years ago, after he finished studying at the Du family's academy, he stayed in one of their out-of-city courtyards to prepare for this test. 

Sadly, a few months before the trials, Du Yu suddenly disappeared. His family inquired about his where about in many ways, but there was no news.

A few days ago, they suddenly heard that there was an incident in the capital and that a scholar named Du Yu had died. The Du family was shocked and immediately sent Du Yang to the capital to identify the person.

Although Lu Ziqing had long known that the deceased was not Du Yu, he still felt a little heavy hearted on hearing Du Yang's casel. Sure enough, this issue was more complicated than expected. Now that Du Yu was missing again, his current situations were unknown. It was really a time of great unrest. 

Now the only way was to start the investigation from the identity of the deceased, but it was not going to be easy.

Du Yang confirmed that the deceased was not his eldest brother Du Yu, and went back to Suzhou both happy and worried. It was always a good thing not to see the corpse of a family member, but what he was worried about was that the eldest brother had been missing for so long and there was still no news.

Xie Ming Yu stayed in the capital. He came to the capital this time, first, to accompany Du Yang to recognize the corpse. The Xie family had been in good relationship with the Du family for many years, and Du Yu was a student of Bishan Academy. Although Du Yu was usually a bit arrogant and did not suit the articulate Bishan student, he still had to accompany him in terms of the friendship between the two families.

The second thing was for him to see Yang Yiting. He remembered the first time he saw his cousin, he was thirteen years old, and she was only three years old. At that time, his aunt died of illness. He followed his father from Suzhou to Cheojing and saw one girl under a crabapple tree in the Garden of the Yang Mansion. The little girl was yelling for her mother while crying silently.

At that time he hugged her and coaxed her as her tears and nose snot wetted his robe. 

Later, he saw her twice. When was it? Xie Mingyu couldn't remember very much. In his impression, Yang Yiting was a small, crying little girl. Every time she saw him, she liked to pull his sleeves and look at him with big hopeful eyes, reluctant to bear it whenever he was about to leave. Now she should be eighteen years old. He wondered what happened to the crying little girl back then?

When Xie Mingyu saw Yang Yiting, he couldn't picture the veiled woman in front of him, who called him "cousin" softly, as the tear-stained, pitiful little girl in his impression. 

The older Yang Yiting was confident, calm and gentle. With an appearance like this, where was the shadow of her childhood?

In fact, Yang Yiting was a little excited to see Xie Mingyu. In the memory of the original owner, Xie Mingyu had always occupied an important position in her heart. 

She had always remembered that when she was three years old, her mother died suddenly, and she was crying under one of her favorite begonia blossom trees in her life, a handsome teenager picked her up, coaxed her, and let her lean on his shoulders. 

Every time this uncle came to visit her at the Yang mansion, Yang Mei Shi did not dare to bully her. Therefore, in the memory of the original owner, Xie Mingyu was an existence that gave her healing.

This year, Xie Mingyu should be twenty eight years old. Yang Yiting was surprised to find that Xie Mingyu's appearance had not changed much. He still looked like the same jade-like, handsome man he had always remembered. And he had added a bit of maturity and calmness to his look, making him appear more attractive.

However, it was sad that such a handsome young man had not yet married a wife at the age of twenty eight. What could be the reason? Yang Yiting thought secretly. How many unmarried women in Dasheng would be sad by this?