A fine layer of sweat appeared on Jiamin's nose. She leaned against the railing of the audience section, her limbs weak, struggling to keep herself from collapsing.
She raised her hand, trying to straighten the crooked crown on her head, but accidentally caught her hair.
The crown fell to the ground with a thud, and a huge gemstone rolled out.
“Jiamin…” He Yan looked at her coldly, “Why did you do this?”
"Your Majesty, I..."
"Why?!"
He Yan lost his patience and grabbed her by the throat!
Jiamin's eyes widened.
The fear of impending death made her body stiffen, and she even stopped breathing.
He Jin stopped He Yan and whispered to him, "Uncle, this is a courtroom, you must not act impulsively!"
He Yan slowly loosened his grip, but his teeth chattered incessantly, and his whole body was contorted with rage.
“Your Majesty,” Yin Ruohong said calmly, “there is probably only one reason why the Queen did this…”
As he spoke, he produced a DNA certificate.
"Is the Queen afraid of this?"
Jiamin looked up, her face filled with disbelief.
The 99% figure on the DNA certificate was shocking, like an underwater earthquake, leaving everyone present speechless.
For Sang Qing, it was as if she were in a dream.
99%? Is she related to Helin Yue by blood?
How could that be!
A loud bang rang in her ears, as if something had exploded, and her blank mind was suddenly filled with memories of the eighteen years she had lived in the slums.
She is the daughter of an illegal immigrant.
She was a pariah, despised by everyone.
She spent what should have been a happy childhood in a damp and cold basement.
She sang and danced with the Gypsies in the square to earn tips, and every day she thought about how to fill her stomach and how to avoid the police...
But now, that DNA test tells her that she is Helin Yue's daughter.
Sang Qing collapsed to the ground with a thud, her large eyes filled with terror and confusion.
"As far as I know, Her Majesty the Queen also suspected Sang Qing's parentage and secretly had DNA tests done on her and Prince Yue!" Yin Ruohong raised her voice. "It seems our test results are the same. Ha, Sang Qing is indeed Prince Yue's daughter, the little prince you personally abandoned in the slums of Manchester!"
"No—" Jiamin shouted, gripping the railing tightly with both hands, barely able to stand.
"If I'm not mistaken, it was from the moment the Queen learned of the DNA test results that she began to harbor thoughts of eliminating Princess Yue, Sang Qing, and even me!"
"Yin Ruohong, you're spouting nonsense!"
"Even now, Your Majesty still refuses to admit it?"
Jiamin was panting heavily; the world before her eyes seemed to have turned into a cage.
He Yan sat helplessly in his seat, heartbroken and filled with indescribable emotions.
"Furthermore, Her Majesty the Queen has been injecting His Highness Yue with a certain drug," Yin Ruohong said, producing another report. "This drug contains a large amount of diazepam!"
The courtroom erupted in uproar once again.
Yin Ruohong requested the judge to summon Yin Cheng.
Yin Cheng walked in and explained her test results to everyone:
"Diazepam is mainly used to treat anxiety, sedation, and hypnosis. Small doses can be beneficial, but Your Highness's injection contains more than 25% diazepam. High doses of this drug can cause drowsiness, dizziness, weakness, mental disorders, and even hallucinations!"
“Long-term continuous use of medication will lead to drug dependence, which explains why Princess Yue’s condition was very unstable when my father first started treating her.”
"So, Lin Yue's illness... was originally curable?" He Yan asked, his voice trembling.
Yin Cheng nodded solemnly: "That's right. But Princess Yue has been using this drug for nearly twenty years and has long since become dependent on it. The drug has also damaged her central nervous system, so I'm afraid it will be very difficult for her to recover."
He Yan let out a low growl, glancing out of the corner of his eye at Jia Min, who was trembling beside him.
He suddenly became furious and slapped her twice across the face!
How could you be so vicious!
"Jiamin, she's my sister!" He Yan grabbed her shoulders and shook her violently. "That's my sister, the sister I've loved most since we were little!"
"But you've ruined her like this! You even took her child... You're not even human!"
"Yes, I'm not human!" Jia Min cried hysterically, tears welling in her eyes. "Ayan, why don't you ask me why I did this? Everything I did was for you!"
"If Helin Yue regains consciousness, you will lose your throne! If Helin Yue's daughter lives under our noses, she will be discovered sooner or later, and then you will have to give up your throne to her!"
"Ayan, I can't..." Jiamin cried hoarsely, "I can't let you lose everything!"
He Yan remained indifferent; her tears did not evoke any affection in him, and he felt no pity for her whatsoever.
For him?
"Ha," He Yan suddenly sneered, "For me, you'd be willing to lose all your conscience? For me, you'd be willing to hurt my family at will?!"
"Jiamin, you are so vicious... You use the guise of doing what's best for me to hurt me time and time again! You know perfectly well that I don't care about the throne at all!"
“Ayan…”
"This throne is only something you care about!" He Yan roared in fury. "You want to be the queen, you want to live as the most noble woman in all of Southeast Asia, it's all to satisfy your vanity!"
“You don’t understand me at all… To me, I’d rather give up the throne than let my sister live…”
He Yan's voice grew softer and softer as he squatted on the ground, burying his face in his hands and weeping bitterly.
The demeanor of a monarch has vanished.
At this moment, in other people's eyes, he was just an ordinary man, a man with a guilty conscience.
Having a good cry will wash away the guilt, indebtedness, and self-blame of the past eighteen years.
He Jin stepped forward to help his uncle up and gently comforted him.
The judge adjourned the court, and twenty minutes later, Yin Ruohong was found not guilty and released immediately.
The reputation of the Yin family was restored, and the stock price rose to its previous high, with a further upward trend.
However, things were far from peaceful in the palace, where earth-shattering changes were taking place.
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