Lian Youyou walked in leisurely in a white dress, attracting everyone's attention. Everyone was curious about who this mysterious woman who walked into the hall was.
Fu Mingsu was also slightly surprised to see her again.
When I first met Lian Youyou that day, I thought she was a female gangster from all walks of life.
But today, when I saw Lian Youyou for the second time, she had the unrestrainedness of a man, just like a white lotus from the mountains descending to the mortal world. In her beauty, she revealed a proud and wild nature that the lotus in the pond at home did not have.
"Why did you come just now?" Fu Mingrui stepped forward and asked softly. Lian Youyou's appearance today also brightened his eyes. He always felt that she gave people a different impression when she changed her clothes. Today, she looked like a female general of the Qian Dynasty, full of heroic spirit.
Lin Tingjun, who was behind Lian Youyou, glanced at him, took the food basket from Lian Youyou, lifted Wanqing up, and asked Wanqing to kneel in the middle of the hall.
"Let's get started. Let's get started."
Yao Guang looked at everyone and reminded Duanmu Qingchen.
From the moment Duanmu Qingchen saw Lian Youyou, he had been supporting his face with one hand and looking at him with a look of comfort. He himself was also puzzled as to why Lian Youyou did not look stunning, but he never got tired of looking at her
When Lord Yao Guang reminded Duanmu Qingchen, he still maintained that posture, squinting his peach blossom eyes and smiling at Lian Youyou.
The atmosphere in the hall became awkward. No one dared to say to the prince: Hey, have you seen enough? It’s time to open the hall. Everyone is waiting to hear the story!
Fu Mingrui also frowned when he saw Duanmu Qingchen's expression. But there was a difference between the emperor and his subjects. Even his good friend did not dare to remind the prince in the court in front of everyone. Didn't the prince have any face
Suddenly, Lian Youyou walked past Fu Mingrui and strode to Duanmu Qingchen's presiding judgement table. When everyone thought that she might want to salute the prince, Lian Youyou, in front of Duanmu Qingchen's smiling gaze, directly grabbed his hand holding the gavel and slammed it down.
A "bang" sound woke Duanmu Qingchen up and surprised everyone present.
This woman was so presumptuous and bold. When she saw that the prince did not kneel to pay his respects, she directly "molested" his Highness the Crown Prince!
Wherever Lian Youyou goes, people are always stunned, because her way of doing things is not in line with the rules of this era.
After slamming the gavel, Lian Youyou let go of Duanmu Qingchen's hand and turned around, with one hand behind her back, her face showing a stern and cold expression: "Eight days ago, Ma Yun, the son of Minister Ma, turned into a butterfly and disappeared. The case was tried today and the people are witnesses. The murderer is already in the lobby, and it is this young girl: Wanqing." Lian Youyou's voice was deep, neither high nor low, but it was loud and clear and echoed loudly.
Everyone had forgotten that Lian Youyou did not greet them when they heard her words. It was as if as soon as she opened her mouth, they were completely attracted and listened attentively to Lian Youyou's description of the case.
Duanmu Qingchen couldn't help but sit up straight, touched the little hand that Lian Youyou had held, and secretly smelled it. It smelled really good.
Yao Guangda and Fu Kunzuo, who were sitting on both sides of him, straightened their eyes at the same time. Fu Mingrui showed an expression of disappointment and shook his head in disdain.
Lin Tingjun, with an expressionless face, cast sharp eyes on the beautiful Duanmu Qingchen.
At this moment, everyone in the hall seemed to have long forgotten that the presiding judge today was the crown prince. Their eyes were only focused on one person, Lian Youyou.
As Lian Youyou walked to Wanqing's side, they also saw Wanqing kneeling in the hall and were all surprised.
Immediately, the whole audience was in an uproar.
"Such a young girl."
"I can't be mistaken."
"Why do I feel that the Shangshu is more like a bad guy?"
"Pfft, me too. Such a little girl is lovable."
Those who say that the Shangshu is a bad person are all people from outside.
Ma Guanqun looked at Wanqing tremblingly, furious: "It's just... you - killed - my son - sentenced her to death - no! It was Lingchi - Lingchi - if I don't shave her - I can't avenge my son - do you know how tragically my son died - ah -" Ma Guanqun howled and beat his chest, "My son - was alone in the woods, being eaten by insects - ah -"
Ma Guanqun’s crying aroused sympathy from some people outside, and many people were filled with indignation!
"Women are truly the most vicious people!"
"That's right! The little girl is so naughty that she actually killed someone!"
"Ma Shangshu is so pitiful. I heard he is an only child. Tsk tsk tsk tsk..."
At this moment, Ma Guanqun was undoubtedly the victim. The officials in the palace also felt sorry for Ma Guanqun and pointed at Wanqing angrily.
Wanqing knelt in the hall, her face calm and her eyes indifferent. At this moment, any insults were nothing but dust and clouds to her. She didn't care at all.
Wanqing's calmness and indifference only revealed Ma Guanqun's cruelty. He pointed at Wanqing and continued to shout: "Shave her—for public display—"
"Ma Shangshu, please calm down." Fu Mingrui stood beside Ma Guanqun and calmed down his agitated body. "The Crown Prince has the final say on how to sentence him."
"Mm-m-m-" Ma Guanqun was so angry that he couldn't breathe and could only make a heavy moan. The servant beside him hurriedly brought him tea to prevent him from really being unable to breathe.
Lian stood leisurely in the center of the hall, looking around at everyone with a cold face: "Now, let me explain how Ma Yun turned into a butterfly." Her expression was unusually calm and indifferent, as if she came here today just to pass by and give an explanation.
She raised her right hand, her fingers were slender and white, and "Snap!" She snapped her fingers. Lin Tingjun stepped forward, picked up the basket and opened it. Lian Youyou took out a small bottle and a square cake box from it.
The officials sitting in their seats couldn't help but look out curiously, and those sitting in the back even stood up.
Duanmu Qingchen was holding her chin with both hands this time, smiling at Lian Youyou's back. The white jade hairpin on her head made her look even more beautiful. She was not ugly, she was smart, she could solve cases, her hands were soft and fragrant, how could people not be fascinated by such a woman
Lian Youyou held up the small bottle: "Inside this is honey. Many insects like sweet things. Just smear a word with honey on the ground in advance, and later, the ants will form the shape of this word." As she spoke, Lian Youyou casually placed the pastry box on Duanmu Qingchen's desk, then pressed her index finger on the mouth of the bottle and poured it out, then bent down and smeared it on the floor.
She stood up and extended her hand directly to Lin Tingjun. Lin Tingjun looked at her with disgust, but still took out a handkerchief and wiped her fingers.
Then, Lian Youyou took back her hand, put the honey bottle back into the dining basket, turned around and took back the cake box: "In order to save time, we have already made one this morning for everyone to see." After that, Lian Youyou opened the cake box, and immediately, a black blessing character inside made everyone speechless! Some people even had goosebumps all over their bodies!
I saw the word "Fu" in the box trembling constantly. Upon closer inspection, I found that it was formed by a dense crowd of ants. Those who are afraid of insects will feel their scalps tingling and don't want to look at it anymore. (To be continued)