Dayong Nu sentenced to death

When the truth was revealed and the bloody scene was spread out in front of everyone, the most innocent and injured was the four-year-old child.

Su Rao looked at Jin Sanye, he had a deep expression at the moment, staring at Jin Jin steadfastly, with a bit of love in the depths of his eyes.

"Sir, how are you doing here?"

Su Rao lowered her voice and asked Yan Yun, they were standing side by side, quite close to each other, Yan Yun took another step forward when he heard this, approached her and spit out four words: "I refuse to admit it."

"Sure enough, the dead duck has a hard mouth."

She couldn't help mumbling.

Yan Yun lowered his eyes and smiled lightly, "You have gained a lot this trip, and you seem to be very sure, never thought about what to do if you make a mistake?"

"Will not."

The two got very close without knowing it, their bodies were almost stuck together, Yan Yun smiled and said nothing, and didn't remind her.

While looking at the old man and the others, Su Rao whispered a few words to him.

After she finished speaking, a strange color flashed across Yan Yun's eyes, his eyes flickered slightly, and he couldn't hide his smile no matter how hard he was, so...is that so?
The scene of them biting their ears was accidentally caught by Jin Jiaojiao.

The woman had a sly smile, her beautiful eyes were playful and lively, and the man beside her leaned slightly, with a smile in his indifferent and cold eyes, saying something in her ear.

The dark hair fell down her shoulders, scattered on her outer clothes, intertwined with her hair, the atmosphere was ambiguous and beautiful, like a picture scroll, which attracted people's eyes.

The same is true for the waterside terrace.

No matter how they laughed and chatted, that figure was always lonely and indifferent, disdaining to look back, like a touch of moonlight falling on the clouds across thousands of mountains and rivers, holy and cold, not causing dust.

But the moment she appeared, he stood up and looked back.

The thin and cold expression seemed to be infused with spring light, melting into a gurgling stream, pouring all of it towards her.

The world looked up to him, but he only had eyes for her and couldn't tolerate others.

She doesn't have to fight, he gives everything.

"Fortunately I'm sober enough..."

Jin Jiaojiao murmured with lingering fear, then looked away, and stopped looking there. Compared to this, she felt that the atmosphere in Shouyan Hall was a bit strange.

"Father."

She walked up to Mr. Jin and bowed. Mr. Jin glanced at her and gave a lukewarm 'hmm'.

Jin Jiaojiao has long been used to this attitude, but getting used to it doesn't mean she's not sad. Seeing her father always looking at the old man, she couldn't help asking: "Grandfather usually rarely visits us, what's wrong?"

"You don't have to ask."

Third Master Jin replied to her coldly: "After everything is done, you take Jin'er back immediately, the mansion will be more chaotic these few days, you stay in the yard peacefully, don't come out for a walk."

"understood."

Jin Jiaojiao timidly replied.

His domineering tone was indifferent, as if he was giving orders to his servants. This was the way their father and daughter have spoken for more than ten years. She knew that her father didn't like her, but every time she approached her with hope, she wanted to say a few words to him, and responded All of her.

It should have been wishful thinking.

She lowered her head sadly, fingering her belt...

The old man here has already coaxed Jin Jin to prick his finger and drip the blood into the water bowl, and then took a piece of bone and dripped it on it...

Glancing at this scene from the corner of her eye, Jin Jiaojiao raised her head suddenly, her eyes widened, she covered her mouth, and almost screamed out.

Although she didn't know exactly what happened, she could still understand it. Blood dripping... Do you want to test the relatives?

With whom?
Before she could figure it out, the drop of blood on the skeleton had seeped in, but no one spoke.

The old man called Jin Jiaojiao, who was in a daze, "Jiaojiao, take Jin'er home first."

Jin Jiaojiao came back to her senses, hurriedly stepped forward to hug the tearful Jin Jin, pressed his head to prevent him from looking back, "Jiaojiao resigns."

She saluted and walked out.

The moment she turned around, Jin Jiaojiao glanced around the room, then at the bowl containing blood drops, and finally brushed past someone...

It's him!

The thought flashed, like a hundred insects devouring the heart.

Jin Jiaojiao's eyelashes fluttered slightly, and she glanced at the child who was holding her in her arms, pouting her neck and pouting, and his eyes and eyebrows were actually somewhat familiar, Father and Jin'er, and that one Bone cutting...

What does the female corpse dug out from the bottom of the lake have to do with them?

A guess slowly formed in the bottom of my heart and lingered.

fake.

Must be fake.

She kept chanting these words, hugged her small body tightly in her arms, and walked out quickly, her steps were hurried as if someone was chasing after her.

"Sister, why are you crying?"

Walking out of Shouyan Hall, a soft little hand caressed her face, Jin Jiaojiao raised her hand belatedly, her face was cold...

"I am fine."

She replied stiffly, the child looked at her helplessly, and for a moment, held her face clumsily, "Jin'er Huhu, sister Huhu, stop crying..."

The childish voice is like a knife stabbing into the lung duct.

Jin Jiaojiao closed her eyes with trembling lips.

I can't help it anymore.

It turned out that these four years had been a big lie, what was she going to do, and what was A Niang going to do?
Who will teach her.

"Second Miss seems to have guessed something."

In the Shouyan Hall, Su Rao had a panoramic view of Jin Jiaojiao's leaving expressions, and sighed for a moment, Yan Yun glanced at the dignified old man, and his smile disappeared: "Such a scene will become clear after a little thought. It’s not surprising to guess.”

Sadness is inevitable.

"Facts have proved that Jin'er is indeed Huo Zheng's flesh and blood, third master, please."

Su Rao glanced at the skeleton without changing her face, and then said to Jin Sanye.

"Test."

The old man gritted his teeth and said a word.

Jin Sanye didn't move for a long time, looking at the water bowl in front of him, the first drop of blood in it was bright red and glaring, showing his sin invisible.

"Didn't you say it doesn't matter? Why would you pretend to be deaf and dumb? Do you want me to help you?"

There is nothing to understand about such a reaction, the old man angrily picked up the teacup in hand and threw it at him, "Nizi, what have you been doing all these years!"

The tea bowl was broken and the soup splashed everywhere.

Jin Sanye did not dodge or dodge, allowing the tea bowl to hit his chest, swimming out a large amount of water stains, and then fell to the ground and fell to pieces.

"Snapped!"

The porcelain made a crisp sound, piercing several people's eardrums sharply. Mr. Jin raised his hand to brush off the tea leaves stuck to his clothes, and said calmly, "Even if Jin'er is the child of me and Huo Zheng, what does that mean?"

"The Luo family is jealous and refuses to tolerate others. She is pregnant and is the blood of my Jin family. I can only bring Jin'er into the mansion in this way and give him a title."

Mr. Jin pointed at him, so angry that he couldn't speak.

"What about Huo Zheng?"

Su Rao asked: "Huo Zheng, how do you explain it?"

"There's no explanation, she disappeared after giving birth."

Kim Sanye said calmly.

"Missing? You never looked for her?"

"I looked for it, but I couldn't find it. She insisted that I welcome her into the mansion, but I had already stated my interests to her and rejected her. I thought she was deliberately avoiding seeing me, so I stopped pestering her."