The arbitration date for the serious crime was set on the third Sunday of July. The pink avocado of the imperial capital was opened in the deep railing. According to the law, if the then federal king could not handle official duties, all the rights that the king had would be handed over to the thirteen cardinals. Given that the criminal being interrogated was extremely vicious, the cardinal opportunity would be set at the Mirror Palace, which symbolized the judgment of the gods. With the help of a cardinal, Miller pretended to be the new secretary of a cardinal. Given that the cardinal was slow to work, the criminal was being lifted up when he entered the venue, and the fantasy beast couldn't help but look at the figure in the center of the field. The entire mirror palace was in a circular structure, and the judgment stand was set at the bottom. The criminal could feel his eyes falling from all directions on him. This kind of imitation of the Colosseum structure could undoubtedly put great psychological pressure on people.

"Qingchangye," the judge broke the silence: "Do you admit your crime?"

The young man with black hair and black eyes had no expression on his face, and his fair face was reflected on the floating screen. If it weren't for Wang Xian's bloody corpse, no one would have believed that such a beauty was the culprit of killing Wang. His hands and feet were tied with high-density metal chains. Even a strong man with a strong body would bow his knees when given such heavy shackles, but Qing Changye's backbone was straight, and only his neck was slightly lowered, and he seemed like a deer staring at by a wolf pack.

He didn't speak.

Many people present changed their eyes after seeing the criminal's appearance. They were really a beautiful woman of outstanding color. It is said that they would have been the qualifying princess of the Federation. The two cardinals closest to the judgment table exchanged glances with each other, and they saw regret in each other's eyes. Edwin was far more than they thought. The little miscellaneous people had gone from the imperial capital to the battlefield, and finally ascended to the throne paved with thorns step by step. The complaints from the outside almost broke the gate of the cardinal opportunity, and countless people demanded that the murderer who killed the king be executed. The judgment was just a formality. Unless the king was resurrected from the death, no one could protect the young man in today's judgment.

"Green Night," the judge asked again: "Do you admit that you killed a hero, a warrior, and a ruler of a country?"

Miller opened his mouth. If nothing unexpected happened, he was the person who should have been standing in that position. From a distance, he could feel an unspeakable gaze. Miller turned his head slightly, and through the crowd, he saw a beautiful woman with golden curly hair. It was very eye-catching that a woman appeared in such a place, not to mention that she was so beautiful, Natasha's sapphire blue eyes were not blinking at him.

Take him away.

He recognized her lips.

Obviously, Natasha understood why he appeared here, and she had no intention to stop him from acting. He knew that they were originally companions, and a said that someone in the cardinal opportunity deliberately delayed the time of this trial. No one except Lan Yue had the ability, and no one would care about Qing Changye's life and death like her. She was buying them time.

This is really a strange thing. She was clearly betrayed Qing Changye first, but she also extended a helping hand again and again. Miller withdrew his gaze. He really didn't understand the girls' thoughts.

"I admit it." Qing Changye finally responded.

"You killed Your Majesty," the judge continued: "The autopsy results show that the sharp weapon penetrated his chest in an instant, and your ability level is much lower than Your Majesty. Does this mean you have an accomplice?"

"No accomplice, I pierced his heart with a dagger." Qing Changye glanced at the judge, and he curled his lips carelessly. The light smile appeared on his pale face was amazing. Miller knew that Qing Changye was treated as a serious offender who had been on the bloody red list this week. He stayed in the federal stagnant prison, and after coming out of the dark room, his skin turned whiter, as clear as if the snow fell on the dead tree: "He was kissing me at that time, and he was not wary of my movements."

This sentence is like thunder on the ground. Some of the reporters who were allowed to enter pressed the shutter crazily. Miller heard someone cursing shamelessly. He clenched his hand and slowly let go.

"Do you know that His Majesty originally planned to marry you?"

"Know."

"You admit that you used your Majesty's feelings to you to complete the assassination?"

"yes."

The judge flipped through the LCD screen: "You and Your Majesty first met at Madrin College. After verification, you were using a graphic identity at Madrin Royal College. The maker invaded the federal database and tampered with the information of an Asian deceased. This is a very professional operation. According to the investigation, you do not have this level of computer level. Does this indicate that someone behind you are helping or instructing you?"

"No."

"Every word you say will affect your final conviction." The judge frowned: "Please don't lie, lies will only deepen the sin."

Qing Changye was silent for a moment, and just when everyone thought this little episode would pass like this, the bewitching voice broke the silence.

"What about you, sir? You are the executive officer of the cardinal opportunity. Do you secretly claim to be happy for his death?"

"..." The judge was stunned for a moment, obviously not expecting that he would ask such a question. The reporters activated the backup recorder while being frightened. Some people already had a premonition that the next conversation would involve some shameless dark side of the Federation. The judge knocked on the gavel: "No federal person with good character will secretly claim to be happy for His Majesty's death."

"Do you mean that everyone is bad guy?" Qing Changye whispered: "You tried to take his life again and again, but he was suddenly killed by me. Some of the gentlemen here may be so happy that they can't sleep at night."

"Green Night, do your words indicate that you are accusing the Pivot?"

He raised his head and said that the serious criminals were all on the trial kneeling, and their hands and feet were tied to the wooden cross behind him. Qing Changye was no exception. He remembered that Edwin once said that he had been to the judgement table in the Mirror Palace. It was after his mother strangled his father to death. At that time, he was probably only eleven or eleven years old. How could such a young child bear such a big and unknown fear?

Qing Changye bit his lips, and a piece of his tongue was slightly exposed, and white teeth appeared in his lips. The judge who confronted him couldn't help but missed a beat because of this simple action. The young man's eyes looked like a lake without waves: "I'm kneeling here and you're judging me because I've committed a crime, but you've tried me in his name, which does not mean you've never thought of taking his life."

The gavel hit the table hard. The trial was broadcast live in the whole federal. If he continued, something might happen. At first, some cardinal thought that the live broadcast of the entire network was too risky, but considering the public's thoughts, and Qing Changye didn't seem to have true feelings for Edwin, the cardinal barely agreed to the decision. The cardinal closest to the judge gave a wink. The big man signaled him to end the trial as soon as possible, and the judge cleared his throat. Someone suddenly stood up from his seat at this time.

Her long light hair was scattered on her back, and her maid's long figure was like a zhilan and jade tree. She quickly walked to the trial table, and her high heels unscrupulously stepped on the rules of the Jing Palace under her feet. Before the guard stopped her, she took out several stacks of information.

"I have the blood proof of Your Majesty, will and military medals," the maid went down to the bottom of the Mirror Palace. She walked to Qing Changye with her tone in a humble tone: "Your Majesty is a mixed-race lion man. According to federal law, a mixed-race beast who has made military merits has an opportunity to be exempted from the law in his life. Your Majesty has never used this right. According to his will, he granted this right to Qing Changye to ensure that he does not have to bear any legal responsibility in this trial."

"What did you say?" A cardinal opened his eyes wide: "Edwin is a mixed-blood lion, so he is basically-"

"Your Majesty's mother is a lion of half blood," she interrupted the other party: "Mr. Judge, you can read all the materials carefully. But it is not in accordance with the law to hold Qing Changye accountable. Your Majesty left him the right to be innocent during his lifetime, and he was protected by the rights in this trial."

Qing Changye lowered his head.

The whispers around him flew past his ears, his wrists were sore by the alloy locks. In an instant, his eyes became a little hot, but he could never make a weak move on such occasions. As early as Madrin, he knew that a mixed-race crime of a strange beast with military merit could be exempted from being punished once. At that time, he wanted to seduce Vera. The boy who raped Vera was fearless because of this. Edwin had always hidden his identity as an strange beast. But Qing Changye never thought that the other party would hand over this precious opportunity to him, and... Why did Edwin make a will?

His eyes fell on the maid, and the other party looked back at him as if he felt something. He knew that the whole Federation was about to be crazy now, and Wang would actually protect a murderer! The murderer killed the man himself, and he even made such an incredible will for him! There is no need to guess that the media reporter would portray Edwin to such an infatuated image. Everything that happened next was like a movie. The criminal who was bound to die was freed from the judgment stage, and the thirteen cardinals looked unpredictable. Until the chain representing the judgment was taken from him, Qing Changye followed the maid who was walking towards the side door in two or three steps.

"Please wait," he remembered her name: "Miss Lydia?"

"..." She didn't say anything.

"Can I see that will?"

She sighed and suddenly gave him all the information she had held tightly in her arms. There were a lot of medals of different colors, which represented different degrees of military merit. There were the noblest, the greatest gold, and the most common copper, which were proof that the man climbed up step by step. He saw the bloodline identification in it. In it, Edwin was still a teenager. He had dazzling blonde hair, green eyes, and a handsome and bright face. He was smiling at the camera. His slightly frivolous appearance was exactly the same as the future king.

"I really... hate you."

He looked at her, and tears were accumulated in the woman's eyes. Her previous appearance of turning the tide on the judgment table disappeared. She was like a fighter who took off her robe. Qing Changye saw the handwriting on the will, which was actually not a will at all. It seemed to be just a sentence written by Edwin in her spare time. It was written on an envelope inlaid with carved white jade. Qing Changye recognized this, which was originally prepared for the wedding invitation. Edwin's handwriting was elegant in flower, which was not very consistent with his own careless appearance.

[If something happens to me, I will use all my things to protect Xiaoye.

Although I wouldn't have any accidents and didn't plan to let others help me watch him, I still have to protect Xiaoye... Well, I'm going to be moved.

I wish me a happy wedding first?]

Edwin's signature is a lion's head drawn in just two or three strokes. To be honest, the face of the cartoon lion is like a sunflower. Qing Changye couldn't help but gently stroke the handwriting, and his eyes unknowingly showed a very moving feeling.

"I didn't want to come up at all just now," Lydia looked at him and shed tears: "If it weren't for your last few words, I wouldn't have come up to help you. I would have been happier if I wanted you to bury him with him, but he would definitely be angry and resentful that I didn't save you. He and I are comrades-in-arms. On the surface, I am his maid, and I have handled many things for him in private."

“…”

"I really..." Lydia covered her face: "You were still studying in Madrin at that time. We were trapped on the Zerg planet that time. He was so serious that he was about to die. The technician repaired the communicator and everyone was waiting for him to contact the headquarters for rescue, but he called you. He later told me that I fell in love with one of my students, who were very smart and had black eyes."

“…”

"I have been thinking these days that if I didn't bring you back to him when I was in the Vatican, or when I was chasing Zero, would the result be different? If you left his body and ran away, you wouldn't see these things. People like you seemed to be born to bring disaster to everyone." Lydia smiled palely, tears slid down her beautiful face. Qing Changye had seen many women crying. Most of them cried while trying to keep him after they found out that they were deceived by him, but none of them made him suffer like Lydia. The maid had light-colored eyes and red: "But what should I do, he likes you."

"He loves you so much, and likes you so much... Why are you willing to let him die?"
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