The tone of that statement... was a hundred times more arrogant than those women who claimed to be Imperial Concubines. Wang Xiaohua stared at Chu Chu, swallowing hard, and muttered, "There are even women... Imperial Concubines working as coroners?"
"Don't believe me? I'll examine them for you to see!"
While Wang Xiaohua was still stunned, Chu Chu had already slipped into the room.
The three corpses had been taken down from the beam and laid on the ground. Not far from the bodies lay three overturned chairs, and the cloth strips removed from the corpses' necks were neatly arranged beside their feet. It was clear they had been made by tearing and connecting strips from the victims' outer garments.
As soon as Chu Chu entered the room, several people outside followed her in. They saw her kneel beside the corpses and swiftly strip all three bodies naked. The onlookers couldn't help glancing at Xiao Jin Yu, whose pale face turned vividly crimson under their gaze.
Xue Rucheng slowly stroked his beard, nodding slightly as he sighed softly, "Impressive skill..."
Chu Chu meticulously examined the three male corpses from head to toe without missing an inch, not even sparing their private parts. She scrutinized the marks on their necks repeatedly, both visually and by touch. She even requested a razor to carefully shave all three corpses' heads clean. After a long examination, she reported clearly, "Three male victims. One approximately thirty years old, two approximately forty. Time of death: two hours ago."
Pointing at the relatively younger corpse, Chu Chu continued, "The deceased has closed eyes, open mouth with exposed teeth, protruding tongue, and a deep purple ligature mark below the Adam's apple extending obliquely toward the back of the ears. Both hands are clenched in fists."
As she spoke, Chu Chu shook out one of the victim's garments and pointed without changing expression, "The front of the deceased's clothing is stained with thick saliva, and there's fecal matter discharged from the private parts..."
Noting the slight change in the observers' expressions, Chu Chu calmly concluded, "This proves they died while hanging from the beam."
Before anyone could fully relax, they saw Chu Chu squat down again, touching one corpse's private parts and even pinching it several times with her fair, onion-root-like fingers. "However... this corpse's private part is much thicker and harder than the other two. Not sure whether he was doing something before death, or thinking about something..."
Wu Jiang silently looked up at the ceiling beam, pretending to study where the three had hanged themselves.
Xiao Jin Yu's face alternated between pale and ashen. The dreamlike euphoria he'd felt from the sudden happiness had completely vanished, replaced by full awake awareness. Only when his precious consort personally attended to him would such scenes appear in his dreams—no other dreams contained such imagery...
Even Xue Rucheng's typically impassive face twitched slightly. The saying "seeing once is better than hearing a hundred times" perfectly described this stimulating experience...
Wang Xiaohua's face flushed dark red. If anyone dared claim this young woman wasn't a coroner now, he wouldn't hesitate to smash them like crushing a cucumber with one blow!
After finishing her report, Chu Chu looked at Xiao Jin Yu, "Wang Ye, is this acceptable?"
"Acceptable... Just compile it properly later."
"Yes!"
When Chu Chu returned to the room with Xiao Jin Yu and emerged after bathing, she found Xiao Jin Yu leaning against the headboard as if asleep. As she reached out to help him lie down, her hand barely touched his body when his eyes opened.
Watching Chu Chu climb into bed, Xiao Jin Yu smiled and opened his arms.As was customary, this girl would quickly nestle into his embrace, tightly wrapping her arms around his waist. While rubbing against him, she would sob with both satisfaction and grievance about how heartless he had been to leave her alone at home, how terribly she had missed him, and how worried and concerned she had been all day long. Then she would beg him to promise never to do it again, and then...
Before Xiao Jin Yu could finish the thought, a gentle and affectionate smile still lingering at the corners of his lips, Chu Chu deftly threw off the quilt, pressed him down onto the bed, and stripped him bare as swiftly as she had undressed the three corpses earlier.
"Chu Chu..."
He knew she would be anxious, but he hadn’t expected her to be this impatient...
Truth be told, he was anxious too—even more so than her. When he picked her up at the Imperial Examination Hall, he had wanted to kiss her right then and there, even considered throwing caution to the wind and doing it in the gatekeeper’s small room... if only those three recently hanged ghosts hadn’t been waiting in the courtyard.
During these past few nights, lying alone in bed, sick and counting the hours, he had missed that gentle and lovely person more than words could express. As long as she was by his side, even if she were just lightly holding his hand, he felt he could endure any torment his body suffered. Without her, the pain seemed magnified tenfold, a hundredfold; even ordinary ailments tormented him to the point of unbearable agony...
No matter how little strength he had left, he wanted to give it all to her, as much as she needed.
But Chu Chu didn’t free herself from her own restraints as she usually did, nor did she greedily throw herself upon him to kiss his increasingly thin body. Instead, she stared intently at a certain part of him below, even reaching out to touch it, startling Xiao Jin Yu into a shudder as a moan nearly escaped his lips.
This posture... didn’t seem quite right.
"Chu Chu..."
Frowning, Chu Chu looked and looked at that spot, touched and touched it, even leaning in very close to examine it carefully for a while. Finally, she lifted her head to look at Xiao Jin Yu, who was staring wide-eyed, his breathing slightly ragged. "Wang Ye, tell me... how does a man’s... this part... get aroused?"
Xiao Jin Yu’s face turned both dark and red. Feeling the part held in Chu Chu’s hand grow unbearably hot and out of control, he gritted his teeth and forced out a sentence, "Like this... it will."
Chu Chu asked with utmost seriousness, "Then if you miss someone very, very much, will it happen?"
Xiao Jin Yu felt his body burning up, his breathing growing increasingly disordered. "I... I don’t know..."
Chu Chu froze for a moment, pursed her lips, and her voice softened noticeably, tinged with clear disappointment. "Wang Ye, you haven’t missed me very, very much, have you..."
Xiao Jin Yu felt like crying, but he still had to patiently comfort her—after all, his most vulnerable spot was in her grasp...
"I have..."
"Then how could you not know?"
"I... I forgot."
"Oh..."
Xiao Jin Yu thought he had finally made it through, but then Chu Chu added another question, "Wang Ye, tell me... when a person hangs themselves, would they get aroused from missing someone?"