Squinting his eyes slightly, he glanced at Yue Wuhou from the corner of his eye. Zi Yihan loosened his hand unnaturally, but refused to give in: "Han Mengxiao, you are my concubine, no matter what, you are my king's.
Concubine, this is a destined fact, you can't escape it!" After saying this, he flicked his long sleeves and strode towards the gate of the Criminal Department.
It's not that I didn't see Zi Yiran's dimmed eyes, but I'm sorry, sixth brother, second brother can give you anything, but I don't want to let go of this woman!
Yue Wugou stood aside with a faint smile on his quiet face. After Zi Yihan left, he stepped forward and said gently to the remaining two people: "Meng'er, King Ran, we also
go in."
"Yeah, okay." Han Mengxiao held back his anger, but the man had already walked away and had no place to attack, so he could only grunt and turn his head to respond.
Ministry of Punishment, Hall of Judgment.
Eight mighty government officials stood on both sides of the hall like green pines, with stern faces. The trial seat was raised three levels and was located in the center of the hall. Behind the case was a picture of a blue sky and a white sun. At the top of the picture was a golden plaque inscribed by the emperor himself.
, wrote "a clear mirror hangs high"
There were some tables and chairs placed on both sides of the trial table, which was the auditorium for this trial. When Han Mengxiao and others entered, Zi Yihan was already sitting in the first seat on the right and was talking to the presiding judge.
What? I saw the chief judge in court uniform standing next to him, bending over and listening carefully, as if he was worshiping a god. Han Mengxiao smiled crookedly, walked forward silently, and sat down on his
on the seat.
This court hearing was held in public. After Han Mengxiao and others sat down, Yue Wugou ordered the guards to let them go. Hundreds of people soon gathered outside the hall, including men, women, old and young, literati, warriors, officials and merchants.
Everyone was talking about the murder case, and it was very lively.
A quarter of an hour later, the court hearing officially began. With the sound of "Bring the suspect!", there was a sudden silence in the hall. Every pair of eyes stared at the small door on the left, holding their breath and waiting to see who the suspect was. Han Mengxiao and Zi Yiran did not.
Exception! Yue Wugou was a well-informed person, with no unnecessary expression on his face. Zi Yihan also seemed to know some inside information in advance, and his expression did not change much.
It was two government officials who came forward first, and then grabbed the suspect's hand and dragged her into the hall. She turned out to be a noble woman. Although her clothes were a little messy, she was still arrogant. She violently broke away from the two government officials,
He went up and gave each of them a loud slap in the face: "Bold, I am the first-class wife, and you two bitches can touch me!"
Han Mengxiao was surprised for a moment, then regained his composure, sneered, and said quietly: "I wonder which thief framed the murderer, and it turned out to be Mrs. Nie."
The suspect who was brought up was none other than Nie Yunyan's mother, Pan Yue'e.
When Pan Yue'e heard these rude words, she suddenly became angry. She quickly raised her head and looked towards the auditorium, wondering which ungrateful woman dared to say that to her. When she saw Han Mengxiao's face clearly, her face instantly collapsed.
He stopped, raised his finger and pointed at Han Mengxiao: "Nie...you...how could it be you!"
"What's wrong? Pan Yue'e, you won't tell me that you don't remember who I am after not seeing you for many days, right?" Han Mengxiao looked at Pan Yue'e coldly: "Or do you want me to disappear completely from this world?"