"That's right. This girl looks small and pampered, but she doesn't have much strength..."

"Oh my god, why does she need to do it herself? Are all the thugs around her vegetarian?" the man continued to shout.

The official was also furious. He grabbed the homeless man's clothes with one hand and pulled him up from the ground: "You said, but the guard stabbed you blind?"

After all, the tramp was not as strong as the official, so he said tremblingly: "No, it's not...it's that girl!" He glanced at Liu Yu'er's position unconsciously, and then resolutely said.

"Okay, you said it was her, right? Do you have any evidence?"

The tramp's clothes were old and worn, with holes everywhere. I don't know how many people had worn them, and how many years had passed. After the official pulled them, they finally died and were completely torn.

Although there was some dirt on his body, what was more conspicuous were the ambiguous red marks.

Oh, it turned out to be a lustful one. Shen Yingxia narrowed her eyelashes and remained calm.

"Yes! I have evidence!" The tramp's voice was full of confidence. He touched around his waist for a while, took out a similarly worn cloth bag, and then took out a hairpin from the bag.

It was the one Shen Yingxia gave him for medicine that day.

The official grabbed the hairpin with one hand. The hairpin is made of plain silver and has few decorations, making it very elegant. Last time at Mo's house, he seemed to have met her.

"It's just a common style! How can it be counted as evidence?" Although the official was still defending Shen Yingxia, his voice was no longer as firm as it was at first.

"My lord, look carefully. There is writing on the hairpin! Her name, Shen Yingxia, is clearly written on it!"

The official took the hairpin closer and took a closer look. There was indeed writing on the hidden part of the hairpin's head, which was exactly what the tramp said. Shen Yingxia then spoke slowly: "My little girl did have such a hairpin before, but it was lost a few days ago. My little girl doesn't know why this hairpin appeared in his hand."

She blurred her eyes and continued: "Maybe someone gave him this hairpin, so he relied on me, right?"

Her nose was red, her eyes were filled with tears, and her beautiful eyes were filled with tears.

The official was shaken again.

Shen Yingxia looked at the homeless man on the ground: "Is it really me who hurt you? Or does he look similar to me, are you mistaken?"

The tramp also hesitated for a moment: That little lady was very fierce and fierce that day. Why is she so weak today? Did you really find the wrong person? Are they just similar? No, no, no, that person said it, she did it!

"It's you! If it weren't for you, why would the names on the hairpins be the same? Humph, a noble girl from a wealthy family is nothing more than that! She's full of lies!"

As soon as these words came out, the crowd echoed again.

Dragging those superior people into the mud and then saying "What a bullshit noble person is as bad as our muddy legs" is the only way for some people to obtain happiness.

"Then tell me, why did that girl stab you?" Shen Yingxia still asked delicately.

There were also sober people in the crowd: "Yes, this little girl has no relationship with you, why did she stab you?"

The tramp was about to blurt out, but suddenly realized that he wanted to be frivolous, so he stopped talking and rolled his eyes, as if thinking about how to respond.

Shen Yingxia had no intention of letting him go, and pursued the victory: "Is it because you were dissolute and wanted to belittle someone else's girl, so the girl had no choice but to stab you in order to save her life?"


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