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The courtroom suddenly became noisy again, and even I was taken aback. No one expected that there would be such a reversal.

But, did Yan Qingyao really kill her three close relatives?What reason does she have for doing this?I haven't had much contact with Yan Cong'an and Yan Qingfeng, and I dare not talk nonsense, but from my personal experience, she is quite protective of Yan Qingchen, and Yan Qingchen treats her like his own sister.Moreover, the four of them are the pillars of Yan's family, one is prosperous and the other is hurt, Yan Qingyao will kill the other three unless he is crazy.

Could it be that there are some hidden secrets in this?

I turned my face to look at Zong Xian, Zong Xian quickly felt my gaze, looked at me quickly, and nodded slightly.The lawyer next to him cleared his throat and began to list Yan Qingyao's crimes and evidence.

The first crime he listed was that Yan Qingyao killed Yan Qingchen, and the evidence was the bottle of medicine and prescription just now, as well as the video of Yan Qingyao administering medicine to Yan Qingchen.

video?

Yan Qingyao's face suddenly changed drastically, she stared at a pair of ferocious eyes, and gritted her teeth at the judge on the stage: "I am not guilty, I am not guilty! I have eliminated three scourges for this country, and I am not a sinner! I am not guilty of this crime!" recognize!"

"Ms. Yan, by saying that, you are admitting to killing Yan Qingfeng, Yan Qingchen and Yan Cong'an?" Zong Xian's lawyer asked.

Yan Qingyao's eyes froze, and she suddenly looked at the lawyer with a cannibalistic expression. After a long while, she suddenly sneered and resumed her haughty look: "So what if I killed them? They all deserve to die! I It’s just eliminating harm for the people, and if you seriously investigate it, not only can you not convict me, but you will reward me for my merits.”

Zong Xian's lawyer did not fall for her tricks and asked Yan Qingchen why the three of them deserved to die, but turned to the judge on the stage and said: "Your Honor, since Ms. Yan has admitted so readily, is this case a crime?" Can it be over?"

The judge on the stage was confused by this strange development, thought for a while and asked: "Yan Qingyao, do you have anything else to defend yourself?"

Yan Qingyao saw that things did not develop as she expected, so she lay down on the plaintiff's table and began to cry and pretend to be crazy.

The trial could not continue, the judge had no choice but to announce an adjournment, and the farce that Yan Qingyao provoked and then slapped herself in the face ended hastily.

Yan Qingyao was escorted back to the women's prison again. Because her previous terrorism-related crimes were too serious and her insanity was not enough to allow her to escape legal sanctions, she could only wait in the cell for the final outcome of the shooting.

Zong Xian did not file a lawsuit with the court, but handed over the evidence he had collected to me. I saw in the video that Yan Qingyao gave Zong Xian an injection while he was unconscious, and I couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat.

Zong Xian told me that these videos were accidentally recorded by Yan Qingyao when he was monitoring him with an intelligent robot. During his coma, Yan Qingyao had been sedating him. I'm afraid he has become a vegetable now.

After hearing this, my heart was shocked, and my head was stunned for a while.

This is a bit beyond my comprehension. I don't understand. At that time in the basement, Yan Qingyao would rather die than snatch the person from me. Why did she treat him like this? Didn't she just want to be with Zong Xian?Could it be that Zong Xian has some handle or some secret about them?

I can't imagine how Zong Xian survived the six years of my absence.

Seeing that my complexion was not good, Zong Xian quickly took me into his arms and said repeatedly: "Xiaoying, it's okay, it's okay, everything is over, look, am I standing right in front of you now?"

I raised my head and touched Zong Xian's face. Thousands of words were stuck in my throat, and after turning around for a long time, I only let out a heavy sigh.

Zong Xian took my hand, put it on his own face, smiled at me and said, "By the way, I have some good news for you."

"What good news?" I forced a smile, tried to relax myself, and stopped thinking about what might have happened to Zong Xian in those six years.

"I went to the hospital yesterday to change my dressing and had an examination. My elder brother said that the blood clot in my head has completely disappeared, and I will no longer have schizophrenia."

This is really good news.

I couldn't help but hug Zong Xian tightly, buried my face in his chest, trying to cover my tears with his chest.

However, the tears flowed on Zong Xian, and he soon found out. He touched my head and chuckled: "You, I'm starting to regret telling you this."

I quickly raised my head, wiped the tears from my face, and said firmly: "No, you tell me, tell me all the misfortunes you have suffered in the past few years. Although I can't share it for you, at least let me know your suffering. I will burn your suffering on my heart, and I will never let you go again."

"Then this is a very long story, I will tell you slowly in the future." Zong Xian put on a trick and held my hand, "I still have one important thing to do now, will you accompany me? "

"what's up?"

"Accompany me to see Yan Qingyao."

"Haven't you seen enough in the past six years?" I was a little jealous, "She has hurt you like this, and you want to send her one last trip?"

"No," Zong Xian shook his head and smiled mysteriously, "I just think that she has plotted against us for so many years, and it is necessary to know the truth before she dies."

"The truth?" I was a little surprised, "What truth?"

"Don't you wonder why she wanted to kill me?"

Of course I was surprised, but: "Isn't it because you have some secrets or handles about her?"

Zong Xian shook his head: "Of course not. With her personality, the person who holds her secrets or handles has already been killed by her. It is impossible for her to put her own marriage into it and then spend so many years trying so hard."

"Why is that?" I was even more surprised.

"Revenge." Zong Xian looked at the wisteria flowers outside the window, spit out two words lightly, then glanced at me, and said with a smile, "However, I don't know what expression she will have when she learns that she has taken revenge on the wrong person."

Zong Xian's words contained a lot of information, until I pushed his wheelchair to the cell where Yan Qingyao was imprisoned, I was still dumbfounded.

Yan Qingyao took revenge on the wrong person. As a victim, Zong Xian, why can he still laugh?

The cell was a little dark, Yan Qingyao curled up into a ball, huddled in a corner against the wall, neither moving nor speaking.

Zong Xian knocked on the cell door, but Yan Qingyao didn't respond.

I reached out to help him open the door, but Zong Xian stopped me and called my name softly: "Xiaoying."

"Ok?"

"Come here." Zong Xian grabbed my arm and motioned me to squat in front of him.

I didn't know why, so I knelt down and asked him, "Why..."

Before I could say a word, Zong Xian suddenly hugged me into his arms, kissed my lips, and said softly while kissing: "Xiaoying, you smell so sweet, I like you so much."

I blushed with shame, turned my face away, and pushed Zongxian's chest.

This is in a prison cell!

Besides Yan Qingyao, there are several female prisoners in this place!

Zong Xian is in heat regardless of the occasion, is his brain really healed? !

I didn't dare to use force, for fear that I would push Zong Xian down and knock my brain out again, but Zong Xian seemed to have grasped my scruples, became more reckless, hugged me tightly, and buried his head in kissing my neck.

I was about to struggle, but there was a loud bang, and a figure rushed to the prison door made of iron bars.

"Zong Xian! You bastard!" Yan Qingyao, with disheveled hair, tightly clutched the railing of the cell door, staring at a pair of blood-red eyes, as if to eat us.

Zong Xian was not affected by her in the slightest, buried in my neck, biting and licking.I was ashamed and anxious, not daring to struggle, so I could only bite my lip tightly, and buried my face in his neck, trying not to make any sound.

However, Zong Xian always knew how to use softness to overcome rigidity, and he broke through my defense line with two strokes. I couldn't help trembling all over my body, and groaned softly.

This is so fucking embarrassing!

I feel like my whole body is red like a boiled crab.

However, before my crab could break free from the steamer that was about to steam me to a very ripe state, a heart-piercing cry suddenly exploded in my ear.

"Cheng Ze!!!"

I was so startled that my whole body shook, I gasped, and quickly looked at the cell beside me.

Zong Xian didn't stop me this time, he let me go and looked at Yan Qingyao who was about to collapse together.

Yan Qingyao seemed to have lost all her strength, and sat slumped in front of the prison door, stretching out her two yellow and thin hands, scratching at me, and crying bitterly: "Cheng Ze! Cheng Ze! Cheng Ze!"

I was taken aback, looked at Zong Xian, then at Yan Qingyao, wondering in my heart, did Zong Xian mean that Yan Qingyao recognized me as someone else?

Sure enough, Zong Xian chuckled, took my hand, and said to Yan Qingyao: "Yan Qingyao, Xiaoying is not Cheng Ze, you misidentified the person."

"No!" Yan Qingyao cried while clutching the railing, shaking her head desperately, "He is Cheng Ze! He is mine! You don't like him at all, why do you have to fight with me? It was like this more than 20 years ago, and more than 20 years later , Why is it still like this? It's not fair! It's not fair! Cheng Ze! Cheng Ze! It's me who likes you! Why don't you look at me! Zong Xian is lying to you! He likes Gu Xun!"

Yan Qingyao's series of questions made me feel like I was watching a bloody drama. I think she is really crazy. I am not Cheng Ze, and she never showed any love for me. From the beginning to the end, she was always Despise me, don't want to kill me all the time, if this is also called love, then it's so fucking twisted.

Zong Xian looked at Yan Qingyao's crazy appearance, shook his head, and sighed softly: "Yan Qingyao, Cheng Ze is indeed still alive, but he is not Gu Ying."

After hearing this, Yan Qingyao froze in place. After a while, she hurriedly retreated to the wall, grabbed her hair and began to shake her head desperately: "Impossible! You are lying to me! I don't want to listen to you! You are lying I!"

Zong Xian smiled, clapped his hands, and said to the confused Yan Qingyao: "Believe it or not, I brought him today. I think you should know the truth before you die."

Yan Qingyao stopped suddenly, turned her head, and stared at the prison door with wide eyes.

A sound of steady footsteps came from the end of the corridor, and I couldn't help turning my head curiously, wanting to see who Cheng Ze was in Zong Xian's mouth.

The tall figure was getting closer and closer, and when I saw the person's face, I couldn't help but exclaimed: "Second brother?!"

My second brother nodded to me, walked up to me, and patted my shoulder: "Xiaoying, you suffered for me."

I don't know what's going on now, how did my second brother become Cheng Ze?Isn't his name Yu Wenshi?Could it be that he was adopted before Yuwen's family?

When my second brother appeared, Yan Qingyao couldn't help but started to tremble. When my second brother stood in front of the cell door, she couldn't help but pounced on me and my second brother's face several times, surprised Had to stare wide-eyed.

"Impossible! Impossible!" she murmured, and tears flashed in her shocked eyes.

"Yan Qingyao, long time no see." My second brother calmly unbuttoned his coat, threw it into my arms, then unbuttoned the cuffs of his shirt, rolled up his sleeves, revealing a tattoo on his arm.

"If it wasn't for your harm to Xiaoying, I think I might never remember why there are these words on my body."

That is a "Yao" character.

The font is childish, but it seems to carry deep-seated hatred, and every stroke is extremely sharp, which makes people's hearts chill.

As soon as Yan Qingyao's eyes touched the tattoo, her face turned pale.

"I think, you should be able to recognize me without me showing the tattoos on other parts of my body, right?" My second brother said lightly, put down his sleeves, took the coat from me, and put it on his body .

I was as shocked as Yan Qingyao, no, Yan Qingyao seemed to be a little more shocked. After her face turned pale, she suddenly screamed and went completely crazy.

She kept crying, holding her head and hitting the wall, the ground, and the cell door.

When my second brother got dressed, she beat herself to death, and blood flowed down the railing of the cell door and all over the floor.

I quickly found someone to drag Yan Qingyao out, and when I looked at my second brother again, he looked calm.

I never knew those words on him, let alone the relationship between him and Yan Qingyao before, seeing his calm look now, I don't know if I should ask or not, and I don't know if I should comfort him.

However, I didn't have a chance to ask, and I didn't have a chance to comfort him.Yu Wenkong walked in quickly and took my second brother away.

I pushed Zong Xian out of the women's prison.

Zong Xian told me that my second brother was the little boy who grew up with them back then. The reason why Yan Qingyao persecuted me crazily was because he regarded me as him.

She didn't want me to be with Zong Xian, so she tried her best to separate us.

She didn't want Yan Qingchen to be with me, so she got rid of Yan Qingchen.

Yan Qingfeng wanted to use me as their pawn, so she got rid of Yan Qingfeng.

Yan Cong'an discovered her true purpose, so she got rid of her own father.

This woman is so crazy that she ends up with the wrong partner.

The past few years have been ridiculous years, crazy years, fortunately, I still have Zong Xian, who desperately fished me out of this whirlpool, drawing a terminator for this bloody farce.

In the summer wind, there was a hint of coolness. I looked at the cloud-covered sky and felt a hint of melancholy in my heart: "It's raining."

Zong Xian raised one hand to catch the raindrops from the sky, and said softly: "After the heavy rain, there must be sunny days."