Has the imprisoned husband served his sentence?

Onlookers: "..."

Pooh! A flattering dog official! This is clearly because he is greedy for life and afraid of death. He does not dare to offend His Highness the Ninth Prince, the Living King of Hell. The dead will be treated as alive.

Jing Zhaoyin originally thought that His Highness Ninth Prince would go down the steps, but unexpectedly His Highness Ninth Prince did not appreciate it.

"Those two people did not molest this woman."

Jing Zhaoyin: "..."

Excuse me? How do you want me to answer this?

Mu Chenyin looked at Lian'er coldly, "This woman and the two dead men are in a group and want to blackmail us."

Lian'er's face turned pale at her cold gaze, and she knelt down in front of Jing Zhaoyin with a plop, crying: "Sir, I don't, I really don't, things are really not like what His Highness Ninth Prince said, wuwu Ugh...the women of the people are innocent, and the women of the people are unjust."

Although some of the onlookers were making noises and some were really stupid, there were also some smart ones. After listening to His Highness Ninth Prince's words, they immediately realized that something was wrong with the woman named Lian'er.

Since they have reached the point of selling their bodies to bury their father, they must be very poor. However, the skirt and bellyband worn under this woman's mourning clothes are fine brocades and silks, and they are not something that girls from ordinary people's families can wear. Started.

So, these people raised questions one after another.

"Didn't you say that you sold your body to bury your father? The skirt and bellyband included in the mourning clothes cost at least ten taels of silver, right?"

"Isn't that right? The clothes here are pretty good. How could you not have money to buy a coffin for your father? Could it be... like His Highness Ninth Prince said, he is a group with those two and deliberately blackmails Your Majesty Ninth Prince?"

"Hiss... think about it carefully, it's true. Look at that woman's skin. It looks like she has never endured hardship or done heavy work. How could she be the daughter of a poor family? And she sold her body to bury her father? This is fake. Yes, it doesn’t matter whether my father is dead or not!”

The common people said something to each other, and even the stupid ones suddenly understood. Jing Zhaoyin also got a rough idea from their words, and instantly understood what was going on, and he felt relieved immediately.

"No, I'm not, you're talking nonsense! Those two men and I are not accomplices at all." A trace of panic flashed across Lian'er's face.

Jing Zhaoyin waved his hand: "We will know if we take her back for interrogation. Someone, come and capture this woman."

Seeing that something was wrong, Lian'er tried to escape, but was caught by the guards brought by Jing Zhaoyin.

"Let me go, you guys let me go."

Lian'er struggled in panic, feeling regretful in her heart. If she had known earlier that this young man was the Living King of Hell, His Highness Ninth Prince, she would have never come to him at all.

The smile on Jing Zhaoyin's face was finally no longer stiff, and actually became a little more sincere. He smiled at Mu Chenyin and said, "His Majesty Ninth was shocked. This woman and the two dead men on the ground looked like habitual criminals. They might have worked together before. How many people have been harmed, I will take them back and interrogate them severely."

After that, Jing Zhaoyin waved his hands and asked his men to drag up the two dead men on the ground and take them back to the Yamen together.

Jingzhao Yin just left with his people, but he didn't expect a familiar scene to start playing out again.

"Stop! I bought you with money, but you still dare to run? Quick, catch him, don't let him run away."

Familiar scenes, unfamiliar people.

The delicate and beautiful man, dressed in mourning clothes, collapsed at Mu Chenyin's feet due to exhaustion, hugging her thigh tightly, crying so hard that I felt pity for him.

"Help, sir, help!"