"Xiao Hei~~~Are you still wandering around somewhere~~~~" Lian Youyou's voice came from below.
Heiyan immediately retracted his black claws and jumped down from Duanmu Qingchen: "Coming~~~" When Heiyan responded to Lian Youyou, his voice changed and the tone became a little high.
Why did Duanmu Qingchen sound like a eunuch like Xiao Youzi? He didn't have the mighty and domineering aura that threatened him just now, and he was low and cold. Looking at the black cat again, he was walking on the eaves, twisting his body, and his twisting posture gave off a strong smell of cat coquettishness, making people want to hug him in their arms and stroke him.
That's what it looks like to be truly spoiled.
Duanmu Qingchen touched his chest, his head buzzing. What kind of strange people are hidden in this Nine Gates? Just the talking black cat is enough to open his eyes!
He suddenly turned around and looked back, seeing Lian's leisurely figure walking out of the Nine Gates. His peach blossom eyes narrowed. It doesn't matter. They will be his sooner or later.
In the center of the lobby with eight doors is a coffin.
The people watching inside and outside the gate looked a little eerie, but as long as they were there to watch the fun, they were much braver than usual.
Fu Mingrui was sitting in the courtroom, but the trial had not yet begun. His eyes fell on an empty mahogany chair beside him, as if he was waiting for someone.
At this moment, the yamen runners divided the people gathered at the door into two sides, leaving a path in the middle. A beautiful woman came in gracefully, and the crowd immediately became agitated.
"Hey! Who is this beauty?"
"So beautiful~~~"
The people from Jiumen, led by Sanniang, came in a mighty procession, and the people on both sides lined the streets to welcome them.
The Fat Buddha clasped his hands together towards the people on both sides, Yun Xi walked behind Sanniang with great satisfaction, Yun Yao was a little shy, and Little Lettuce hid behind the swaggering He Shiqi.
Coffin Master was also a little uncomfortable with so many people. Fortunately, those people were only looking at Sanniang, making them behind Sanniang invisible.
Walking at the end was the leisurely and contented Lian Youyou. A black cat jumped over the eaves, landed on the edge of Lian Youyou's skirt, and followed her footsteps forward.
When he saw the last figure, Fu Mingrui showed a look of relief. Suddenly, Duanmu Qingchen jumped out beside him and sat down on the mahogany chair he had been looking at. Fu Mingrui's face immediately sank: "That's prepared for Miss Lian!"
"Ah?" Duanmu Qingchen looked around and saw no other seats. "Where is my seat?"
"Behind the scenes." Fu Mingrui said, and began to organize the cases to be tried today.
Duanmu Qingchen looked behind Fu Mingrui and saw a screen. He leaned forward to take a look and saw that there was indeed a seat behind the screen. It looked like it was really prepared for him, the prince. He felt a little jealous. Fu Mingrui could sit with Lian Youyou, but he could only sit at the back of the hall. How could he see anything when there was a screen in front of him
At this time, Sanniang and the others had already walked in. Duanmu Qingchen saw Sanniang and immediately waved: "Sanniang, here, these seats are empty." Behind him, there was a row of empty seats. Duanmu Qingchen was as attentive as the host of the lobby.
Sanniang glanced at Duanmu Qingchen, then sat down seductively with a pipe in hand, followed by Yunxi and the others.
Fat Buddha and Coffin Master were still somewhat polite to Duanmu Qingchen. When they were about to salute, they were stopped by Duanmu Qingchen, who motioned for them to take their seats quickly.
He Shiqi occupied the front row, and Xiao Luoluo hid behind him.
Duanmu Qingchen saw Lian Youyou and immediately stood up: "Youyou, this seat is yours."
Sanniang glanced at him from behind, smiled, and exhaled lightly.
Lian Youyou was also unceremonious, lifting her skirt and sitting down, more domineering than the prince of Qian Dynasty. Those sitting in the back seemed to be convinced in their hearts. Who else in this world could ignore the royal family except gods and demons
Duanmu Qingchen smiled and dragged a chair over and sat between Sanniang and Lian Youyou, refusing to sit behind the screen, which made Fu Mingrui very angry.
Fu Mingrui frowned slightly when he saw this, rolled his eyes at him and ignored him. He frowned and slammed the gavel: "Open the court!"
"Powerful and powerful!" The runners on both sides banged the wooden sticks in their hands. The hall suddenly became majestic and people dared not make a sound.
Fu Mingrui stared at the coffin in the hall solemnly: "Who is lying in the coffin? What injustice has he suffered?!"
Everyone stared at the coffin.
Sanniang exhaled softly: "This Fu Mingrui... isn't that rigid..."
He Shiqi became nervous. What on earth was in this coffin? He was so nervous.
Suddenly! The lid of the coffin was gently pushed open, and He Shiqi screamed: "Ghost——"
Lettuce hurriedly reached out to cover his mouth to prevent him from making any more sound.
He Shiqi blinked nervously and looked at Lian Youyou. He saw that Lian Youyou was glaring at him with a look of disgust, as if she regretted bringing him to the court.
Although He Shiqi was stupid, he could still read people's expressions. He immediately shut up and dared not say another word.
The coffin lid was slowly moved away, immediately attracting the attention of everyone in the audience. Slowly, a woman slowly sat up from the coffin. That woman was headless!
"Ah--" Immediately, the whole audience screamed, and this time it was not just He Shiqi.
When the old couple Yu, who arrived late, saw the scene in the hall, their eyes were already wet with tears. They knew that the headless corpse was their daughter.
"Woo~~~~Wu~~~I am in so much pain~~~" The headless woman cried in the coffin, but the sound was more like a man pinching his throat.
After everyone screamed, the timid ones dared not look anymore, while the brave ones began to study how this person could have lost his head.
Zhao Cheng quietly led the Yu couple into the hall from one side and sat them down on the chairs that had been prepared for them. Today, this court trial was to restore the whole story of the Bai family case!
"Bang!" Fu Mingrui slammed the gavel down heavily, and everyone quickly quieted down. Fu Mingrui looked at the headless female corpse in the coffin solemnly: "Where is your head?"
“My head… was chopped off… by the evil mother-in-law… Woo~ Woo~~~” As soon as these words came out, the whole audience was in an uproar!
Fu Mingrui looked around at everyone before speaking again: "What's your last name and why was your head chopped off by your mother-in-law? Please tell me one by one."
"Yes..." the headless female corpse in the coffin began to speak softly, "My name is... Yu, Ping, Ting..."
Immediately, the villagers of Baijia Village who were sitting nearby sat in their seats in a daze. As Yu Pingting in the coffin spoke, their faces became more and more ashamed, and they were too embarrassed to face...
A sixteen-year-old girl, a sixteen-year-old blooming season...
When a girl gets married, her mother will comb her hair for the last time. While combing her hair, she will tell her to marry a good family and live a happy life.
"One comb will get you all the way to the end, two combs will get you all the gray hair to the eyebrows, three combs will get you all your children and grandchildren..."
Every time a mother combs her hair, it carries her expectations and wishes for her daughter.
However, these wishes may not be realized in every girl...
Yu Pingting met Bai Zhankui when she was fourteen years old. At that time, Bai Zhankui entered his father's Yucai Academy with a letter of recommendation from the county magistrate and became a boarding student.
The ill-fated relationship between Yu Pingting and Bai Zhankui also began from then on. (To be continued)