Long Qian vaguely saw Zhong Changhong standing with his back to them, leaning close to Chu Xiaozhe.

"Just pretend you don't know what happened today. Go back and have a good rest. Don't disturb my mother. Do you hear me clearly?"

"Yeah." Chu Xiaozhe nodded.

She knew it wasn't that simple, but it seemed that Qian Qian had really thought of a countermeasure.

"Okay." Long Qian sat up and pulled up her pants, "I'll give you the ointment. Remember to apply it when you get back."

Tong Yangtian would be fine if he didn't try to make things worse for her, so don't expect her to help him.

Chu Xiao should not be in the palace, and Xiaozhe must not be able to find him, so he came here rashly.

Chu Xiaozhe is still worried, but now that things have come to a point, it will only do bad things for her to stay.

"I understand." She got up and took the ointment, "I just came here when I heard that you were going to be executed. I didn't expect that you were here to assist Master Shangshu in handling the case."

"Qianqian, when will your affairs be settled? You won't sleep here tonight, right?"

"No, go back quickly!" Long Qian pulled up her dress, "If you have anything to do with your elder brother, why are you looking for me? Go back quickly!"

"I understand." Chu Xiaozhe nodded.

Long Qian opened the curtain and helped her out: "Master Shangshu, I will see her off."

"Please!" Zhong Changhong nodded lightly and walked in front.

Long Qian didn't go far. When he saw Chu Xiaozhe leaving the gate of the Criminal Department, he turned around and went back.

"What if Princess Qian can do what she promised?" Zhong Changhong reminded in a deep voice, "I can lure her here once and do it again."

"Does Han Xin also want my head, my hands, or my feet?" Long Qian continued to move forward without stopping.

Zhong Changhong ignored her and glanced at the leader not far away.

The leader ran over, raised his hands and asked, "Sir, what are your orders?"

"Drag Mao Zhiming over here, quickly!" Zhong Changhong said a word and turned back.

A moment later, Long Qian stood at the same place in the courtroom again, with Zhong Changhong still sitting in the main seat.

Mao Zhiming's condition was not very good. He came, but his face was severely swollen and his facial features were deformed.

"See you, sir!" As soon as he entered the door, he knelt down in the hall.

"Long Qian!" Zhong Changhong patted Huan Mu hard.

Mao Zhiming was so frightened that he couldn't even kneel down and sat down directly on the floor.

But he quickly reacted, managed to push himself up, and knelt down.

Zhong Changhong looked at this useless thing and felt even more irritated.

If he hadn't been bent on causing so many troubles to Long Qian, he wouldn't have needed to be threatened by Han Xinyi.

After all, it's all this loser's fault! Long Qian can't escape, but if something happens to her, it will be difficult for him to escape, annoying!

"Long Qian, do you know your guilt?" Zhong Changhong stared at Long Qian and asked sternly.

"What do you want to draw?" Long Qian looked back at the person on the main seat with an indifferent expression.

She is not guilty, so why is she guilty? But there is no point in dwelling on this issue now.

Long Qian's words surprised everyone in the hall.

But she was like an outsider. Not only did she not hold any injustice or beg for mercy, she even took out a pen on her own initiative.

"Take it out, I will keep my word!"

Zhong Changhong frowned and was speechless for a moment.

Doesn't this girl not know that once she signs the confession, her crime will be confirmed? Doesn't she look stupid?

"Do you want to bring it over or not?" Long Qian was a little impatient.
Chapter completed!