Concubine Ye met his eyes with a slight surprise.

Chu Zheng also looked directly into her eyes, not saying too clearly, but believing that she would understand what she meant.

Seeing that she was silent, Chu Zheng asked softly again, "Understood?" ”

Concubine Ye just smiled at him lightly and didn't say much.

I'm sorry, Chu Zheng.

Looks like I'm going to let you down......

The policeman on the side glanced at Chu Zheng and didn't dare to stop him, but he still urged Concubine Ye: "Hurry up!" ”

Concubine Ye turned around with the police and left without hurry.

Chu Zheng uncontrollably caught up with another step, grabbed Concubine Ye's arm and said, "You... Really hate him? ”

Hate him?

Concubine Ye was stunned by his question again, and then just smiled at him gently, still did not answer his question, and walked away from him gently, never giving any answer.

After Concubine Ye left, Chu Zheng's brows furrowed, and he looked at her back fixedly.

Black Eagle walked up to him and couldn't help but speak: "I know that you are interesting to him, but you don't need to show that the world knows it, I really don't know how you have survived until now under the nose of the young master."

Chu Zheng gave him a blank look, too lazy to argue with him.

A week later, Su Mohan still didn't wake up in the intensive care unit, quiet as if all the disturbances had nothing to do with him.

On the other hand, Concubine Ye was identified by experts as not having lost the ability to recognize and control her own behavior, was in a good mental state, and did not have the schizophrenia and other conditions mentioned by Chu Zheng and others, and was legally responsible for shooting and killing people out of need.

Chu Zheng, Ye Tiancheng and others were not convinced, and asked to change the identification experts one after another, and even installed their own people in, but the results all disappointed them without exception.

Two days later.

Beijing Court.

Outside the courthouse, a large crowd of media and reporters were crowded, and they were broadcasting in the context of the court.

After a while, a black Mercedes came slowly and stopped in front of the courthouse.

Ye Tiancheng got out of the car, and a group of media flocked to him.

"Mr. Ye, what do you think about Miss Ye's alleged murder?"

"Do you think Miss Ye will be sentenced to death?"

"Did you know that the relationship between Miss Ye and Mr. Su Mohan had broken down before?"

One question after another successfully made Ye Tiancheng's face even more ugly.

But he always kept a straight face and didn't say a word, and the bodyguards next to him blocked these swarming media reporters.

Ye Tiancheng walked into the courtroom quickly with a lawyer, with a hint of eagerness on his face, and after entering the courtroom, he saw that Chu Zheng, Song Zhenhai and others had arrived, and immediately walked quickly to the side of a few people and sat down.

Not long after, after the judge appeared in court, Concubine Ye was also brought up, and everyone in the audience straightened their waists and their eyes fell on Concubine Ye.

Concubine Ye was wearing an orange vest, handcuffed, her hair tied up casually, revealing a slightly pale face, and stood quietly in the courtroom.

The judge kept reading out her charges, and the defense lawyer was still trying to defend her, she just lowered her eyes, hoping that this moment would end soon, after all, there were still her relatives and friends sitting in the audience, so it was really uncomfortable.

It wasn't until twenty minutes later that the judge finally handed down her sentence.

Life imprisonment.

The corners of Concubine Ye's mouth, who had been extremely quiet, finally lightly outlined a shallow arc.