"Xiao Hei~~~ Where are you still wandering~~~~" There was a call from below.

Black Flame immediately put away his black claws and jumped down from Duanmu Qingchen: "It's coming~~~" Black Flame responded to Lianyou's voice and his pitch became a little high.

Duanmu Qingchen sounded like a eunuch like Xiao Yuzi? There was no such thing as the mighty and domineering spirit that threatened him just now, and it was low and cold. Looking at the black cat again, he twisted and walked on the eaves, and the writhing posture walked out of the full catty taste, which made people can't help but want to hug him into his arms and have a good time.

That's what it's like to be really coquettish.

Duanmu Qingchen stroked his chest, his head roaring. What kind of strange people are hidden in this Nine Gates? Just the black cat that can only talk is enough to open his eyes!

He suddenly turned around and looked back, looking at the figure of Lian Youyou who walked out of the gate of the Nine Gates, his peach blossom eyes narrowed, it doesn't matter, they will all be his, sooner or later.

In the center of the eight-door lobby is a coffin.

The people watching inside and outside the door looked a little gloomy, but as long as the people watched the excitement, they were really much bolder than usual.

Fu Mingrui was sitting in the public court and did not start the trial. His gaze fell on an empty mahogany chair beside him, as if he was waiting for someone.

At this moment, I saw that the yacha divided the people gathered at the door into two sides, and a road was divided in the middle, and a beautiful woman had already come, and the crowd immediately stirred.

"Yo!

"It's so beautiful~~~"

The people of the Nine Gates, headed by Sanniang, came in a mighty way, and the people on both sides welcomed them.

The fat Buddha folded his hands to the people on both sides, Yun Xi walked behind Sanniang and was very comfortable, Yun Yao was a little shy, and the little lettuce hid behind the swaggering He Shiqi.

The coffin master is also a little unaccustomed to so many people, but fortunately, those people only look at Sanniang, so that they behind Sanniang have become transparent people.

Walking at the end, it is the leisurely lotus Youyou, the black cat on the eaves of the corridor jumps over, falls on the skirt of the lotus Youyou, and moves forward with her footsteps.

When he saw the last figure, Fu Mingrui showed a look of relief. Suddenly, Duanmu Qingchen jumped out beside him, and sat on the mahogany chair he had been looking at, Fu Mingrui's face immediately sank: "That's for Miss Lian!"

"Huh?" Duanmu Qingchen looked left and right, there were no other seats, "Where is my position?"

"Back. Fu Mingrui said a word, buried his head and began to sort out the case to be tried today.

Duanmu Qingchen looked at Fu Mingrui, there was a screen, he leaned in to take a look, and sure enough, behind the screen was a seat, which seemed to be really prepared for him, the prince. He was a little jealous in his heart, Fu Mingrui could sit with Lian Youyou, but he could only sit in the innermost part of the lobby, with a screen in front of him, blocking everything, what else did he think?

At this time, Sanniang and they had already walked in, and Duanmu Qingchen saw Sanniang and immediately beckoned: "Sanniang~~ Here, here are all empty seats." Behind him, there was a row of empty seats, and Duanmu Qingchen looked like the owner of the lobby.

Sanniang glanced at Duanmu Qingchen, sat down charmingly with a cigarette stick, and Yunxi followed closely.

The fat Buddha and the coffin master still had some courtesies to Duanmu Qingchen, and when they were about to salute, they were stopped by Duanmu Qingchen and signaled them to hurry up and take their seats.

He Shiqi *** made a front row, and the little lettuce hid behind him.

Duanmu Qingchen saw Lian Youyou, and immediately got up: "Youyou, this seat is yours." ”

Sanniang glanced behind him and smiled, puffing out a cigarette gently.

Lian Youyou was also unceremonious, lifting her skirt and sitting down, even more domineering than the prince of the Qianchao Dynasty. Those sitting in the back seemed to be convinced. Who else in this world can not put the royal family in their eyes, except for gods and demons?

Duanmu Qingchen smiled and dragged a chair from the side to sit between Sanniang and Lian Youyou, but he didn't sit behind the screen, and he was angry Fu Mingrui.

Fu Mingrui wrinkled his eyebrows slightly when he saw it, and he ignored it with a blank look. He sank his face and slapped him in shock: "Open the hall!"

"Might-martial-" The yacha on both sides knocked on the wooden staff in their hands, and the lobby was instantly majestic, making people dare not make a sound.

Fu Mingrui stared at the coffin in the hall with a deep face: "Who is lying down in the coffin?

Everyone stared at the coffin.

Sanniang spit out the clouds lightly: "This Fu Mingrui ...... Isn't it that stereotypical......"

He Shiqi became nervous, what the hell is in this coffin?

Suddenly, the coffin lid was gently pushed open, and He Shiqi exclaimed: "Ghost, ————"

Little Lettuce hurriedly reached out to cover his mouth and prevent him from making any more noise.

He Shiqi blinked nervously, looked at Lian Youyou, and saw that Lian Youyou was whitening him, with a look of disgust, as if he was regretting bringing him to court.

Although He Shiqi was stupid, he still knew how to look at his face, so he immediately shut up and didn't dare to speak again.

The coffin lid was slowly removed, attracting the attention of the audience, and slowly, a woman slowly sat up from the coffin, and the woman was headless!

"Ahh

The elder-old couple Yu saw the scene in the hall, their eyes were already wet with tears, and they knew that the headless corpse was their daughter.

"Woo~~~~Woo~~~ I'm so miserable~~~" The headless woman was crying in the coffin, but the voice was more like a man pinching his throat.

After everyone screamed, the timid didn't dare to look at it anymore, and the bold began to study how this person could be headless.

Zhao Cheng quietly brought the old couple Yu into the hall from one side and sat down, it was the chair that had been prepared for them a long time ago. Today, this court trial is to restore the beginning and end of the Bai family's case!

"Smack!" Fu Mingrui slapped down the startling wood, and everyone quickly quieted down. Fu Mingrui looked at the headless female corpse in the coffin heavily: "Where is your head?"

"The head of the people's woman...... ...... by the evil mother-in-law Cut off ...... Woo~~Woo~~~" As soon as these words came out, the audience was in an uproar!

Fu Mingrui looked around at everyone before he spoke again: "Who is your surname, why was your head cut off by your mother-in-law, you can tell me one by one." ”

"Yes......" the headless female corpse in the coffin began to say slightly, "The woman's name is ...... Yu, Lou, Ting......"

Immediately, the villagers of Baijia Village, who were sitting on the side, sat on their seats, and in the narration of Yu Huanting in the coffin, their faces became more and more ashamed, and they had no face to face it......

Sixteen-year-old girl, sixteen-year-old flower season......

When the girl gets married, her mother will comb the girl's hair for the last time, and while combing, she will tell the girl to marry a good family and live a happy life.

"One comb to the end, two combs of white hair to the eyebrows, three combs of children and grandchildren all over the ground......"

Every comb carries the mother's expectations and wishes for her daughter.

However, these wishes may not be fulfilled in every girl......

Yu Huanting met Bai Zhankui when she was fourteen years old. At that time, Bai Zhankui entered his father's Yucai Academy with a letter of recommendation from the county order and became a boarder.

The bad relationship between Yu Huanting and Bai Zhankui also began from here.