After the words came, not only did the girl's face turn pale and frightened, but Su Muchen and Zhan Qi, who were standing aside, and even a few princes, all felt a trembling heart.

Everyone was depressed, as if a hill was pressing on their hearts, making people breathe a little lighter.

They realized that from some point on their bride, His Highness had become a true crown prince, and the imperial dignity that was revealed in their bones made people feel palpitations and fearful.

Even the words between smiling people do not dare to be disrespectful at all.

Jiuqing sat upright on the chair, and everyone else stood, but at this time, everyone felt that they had kneeled at her feet and could only look up and surrender to the woman. All the dark and calculating thoughts seemed to be invisible in front of her, making people feel embarrassed and confused.

"What's your name?" The faint first sentence opened, and everyone withdrew their minds, their eyes turned slightly, and they looked at the girl kneeling beside the man.

"I... My real name is Han Yan, and my name in Wen'er is Yan'er."

Jiuqing nodded, pointed at Ye Jin next to him, and went straight to the point: "Do you know this man in red?"

Han Yan's face was terrified. She no longer had the fear she had just faced Ye Jin, but she still shivered, "I... no, I don't know you."

"So, has he done anything wrong to you?"

The girl bit her lip uneasy, obviously a little resistant to this question. However, she thought of Jiuqing's threat just now, so she dared not not to say it, let alone continue to lie.

After staying in Wen's Mansion for so many years, she knew the weight of the powerful and powerful, and she understood even more that the Ninth Princess of the Royal Family was nobler than anyone else and had the power to kill.

So she shook her head in panic: "No, it's me who is a stolen... who is framed and framed, and I know the crime."

As soon as these words came out, the others couldn't help but look at Ye Jin.

Ye Jin looked cold, but he leaned against the low plum tree branch without saying a word, half-hung his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

The eighth prince couldn't help but look at him, his eyes lingered on his pale face for a moment, and suddenly walked towards him.

Everyone else looked at him strangely.

The eighth prince ignored it, walked to Ye Jin, and whispered: "That...will your injury matter? I'll call the imperial physician for you?"

Ye Jin glanced at him and said lightly: "I can't die."

The eighth prince choked and was a little angry, but he felt that he was not qualified to be angry. He remembered that he was dealt with by Wen Suiyuan like this, and wanted to kill him and frame him. They all scolded him for talking nonsense just now, and the guilt in his heart could not help but overwhelmed his anger.

"Since he has done nothing wrong with you, where does the red cloth strip in your hand come from?" Jiu Qing's face was calm. Even after hearing the other party denied Ye Jin's charge, there was no obvious emotional ups and downs. "Famousness is particularly important for women. You should have lost your virginity, so it is more convincing when framing others. But in order to frame someone you don't know at all, do you think it's worth it?"
Chapter completed!