Reborn and married in a swapped marriage, my aloof husband is too ruthless.

Su Jinxin slowly took out a neatly folded piece of cloth from her sleeve. Amidst the curious gazes of the crowd, she chuckled and said, "This is a confession personally signed and sealed by Master Ma. It details how he accepted bribes from my stepmother, instructed Coroner Hu to tamper with the autopsy report, and framed me." She paused, her gaze sweeping over her pale-faced stepmother, and said with a playful tone, "It seems Master Ma's actions are truly a prime example of betraying one's teammates!"

The stepmother, feigning composure, shrieked, "Nonsense! This is clearly evidence you fabricated!" Pointing at the coroner, she demanded sharply, "Coroner Hu, you tell me! Who ordered you to alter this autopsy report?"

The coroner shrank back, his eyes darting around, avoiding eye contact with Su Jinxin.

He glanced furtively at the Master Ma being dragged away, then looked at his domineering stepmother, caught in a dilemma.

Finally, under his stepmother's intense gaze, he stammered, "It was...it was Miss Su who forced me!"

The crowd gasped in shock. Su Jinxin's chain of evidence was on the verge of breaking.

Su Jinxin remained completely calm. She chuckled, a sly glint in her eyes: "Oh? I forced you? How could a weak woman like me force a burly man like you? Could it be that I have some leverage over you?"

She strolled slowly over to the coroner and whispered a few words in his ear.

The coroner's face turned deathly pale instantly, and large beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.

Su Jinxin straightened up, looked around at everyone, and a meaningful smile appeared on her lips: "Coroner Hu, now, do you still want to stick to your lie?"

The coroner's lips trembled, and he stared at Su Jinxin with a terrified look in his eyes, but he couldn't say a word for a long time.

Just then, a voice came from the crowd...

"My lord! I have evidence!" A gruff voice broke the deadlock. A burly man squeezed out from Su Jinxin's group of witnesses, clutching a piece of blood-stained cloth tightly in his hand.

He pointed at the coroner, his voice booming, "This cloth is stained with blood that the coroner accidentally got on it on the day he performed the autopsy! I saw it with my own eyes! This blood isn't Miss Su's, but..." He paused, then turned his gaze to his stepmother, emphasizing each word, "...but her personal maid's!"

The stepmother's face instantly drained of color. Pointing at the man, she stammered, "You...you're talking nonsense! You're slandering me!"

"Whether it's nonsense or not, a test will tell!" Su Jinxin smiled slightly, calmly took the piece of cloth, and presented it to the magistrate. "Your Honor, whether this bloodstain matches the blood of my stepmother's maid, a test will tell you the truth!"

The magistrate took the cloth, his face grave.

The case is complicated and confusing, with both sides giving conflicting accounts, making it difficult for him to make a judgment at the moment.

He looked at Master Ma, seeking his opinion.

Seeing that the situation was unfavorable to his stepmother, Master Ma quickly stepped forward and whispered, "Sir, the origin of this piece of cloth is unknown. How can it be used as evidence? Besides, this man is Miss Su's man. There's no guarantee he won't give false testimony! Please reconsider, sir!"

The magistrate hesitated. Although he wanted to enforce the law impartially, Master Ma's words were not entirely unreasonable.

He hesitated for a moment, about to speak, when he saw Su Jinxin looking at him with a half-smile, her eyes carrying a hint of...mockery?

“My lord,” Su Jinxin began slowly, her tone meaningful, “have you forgotten that there is a discerning judge sitting in this courtroom…” She paused, her gaze shifting to a figure in the audience, “…Where is Young Master Yan?”

Yan Cheng'an's eyes were like a bottomless ancient well, calm yet containing immense power.

Outside the courtroom, he squeezed Su Jinxin's hand and whispered, "Xin'er, I believe in you." His simple words spoke volumes, giving Su Jinxin immense encouragement.

She returned a firm look, as if to say: Just wait and see the show!

Back in the courtroom, Su Jinxin's gaze fell on Yan Chengan again, a sly smile curving her lips.

"Young Master Yan is knowledgeable and insightful. I wonder what your opinion is on this case?" Her seemingly casual question drew Yan Cheng'an into this vortex.

Yan Cheng'an smiled slightly and spoke unhurriedly: "This young master is not knowledgeable about the law, but he has some understanding of medicine. What the coroner Hu said just now was full of loopholes and was really untenable." He glanced at the coroner Hu indifferently, his eyes seeming to see through everything, which frightened the coroner Hu so much that he broke out in a cold sweat.

Next, Yan Chengan pointed out the contradictions in Hu's testimony from a professional perspective. The logic was so chaotic that it was a complete disaster, leaving everyone stunned.

Even the county magistrate, who had previously been somewhat hesitant, began to doubt the testimony of coroner Hu.

Taking advantage of the momentum, Su Jinxin presented other evidence she had previously collected and cleverly guided the Su family patriarch to recall some key details.

Although the matriarch was old, she was not senile. Under Su Jinxin's guidance, some truths that her stepmother had deliberately concealed gradually came to light.

The look in his eyes when he looked at his stepmother changed from initial trust to suspicion.

Seeing the situation becoming increasingly unfavorable, Master Ma was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan.

He kept giving his stepmother meaningful glances, signaling her to quickly come up with a solution.

The stepmother was flustered and didn't know how to deal with it.

Just then, Su Jinxin suddenly pulled a letter from her sleeve and slowly unfolded it. "This letter is..." She paused deliberately, her gaze sweeping over everyone before finally settling on her stepmother, "...written by my stepmother to..."

Su Jinxin paused deliberately, whetting everyone's appetite, especially her stepmother's face, which looked worse than if she had swallowed a fly; the scene was as dramatic as a Sichuan opera face-changing performance.

She chuckled softly, as if to say, "You're finished": "This letter was written by my stepmother to the itinerant doctor who treated my mother back then!" The whole room erupted in uproar, and even the onlookers who were eating sunflower seeds were stunned.

A traveling doctor?

This is a lot of information!

"The contents of this letter..." Su Jinxin paused deliberately, observing her stepmother's reaction. She saw that her face was pale and her lips were trembling, like a fish about to suffocate. Su Jinxin thought to herself: With such little mental fortitude, she dares to fight me?

"I'm sure my stepmother knows better than I what's written in the letter," she said, holding the letter high but not reading it aloud. This "if the enemy doesn't move, I won't move" tactic was a sure way to kill someone by attacking their spirit.

Seeing that things were not going well, Master Ma quickly jumped in to smooth things over: "What can a letter prove? It might be a forgery!" As he spoke, he frantically winked at his stepmother, signaling her to quickly snatch the letter and destroy it.

The stepmother took a deep breath, about to retort, but Su Jinxin spoke first.

"Forgery?" Su Jinxin sneered. "Master Ma, you've seen many people and have a keen eye. Why don't you take a look at the handwriting on this letter? Is it a forgery?" She handed the letter to the magistrate, and Yan Cheng'an stepped forward to testify, "This handwriting is indeed undoubtedly my stepmother's." A double blow!

Master Ma felt like he'd been slapped in the face repeatedly; this whole incident was a textbook example of a face-slapping moment.

The old matriarch had already become suspicious of her stepmother, and seeing her so panicked only strengthened her judgment.

He slammed his hand on the table and roared, "You audacious shrew, confess the truth!" His stepmother trembled with fear and nearly collapsed to the ground.

Just at this critical moment, Su Jinxin dropped another bombshell: "This letter not only has my stepmother's handwriting, but also..." She paused again, her gaze falling on the trembling coroner, "...and also the coroner's signature!"

Hu the Coroner?

Everyone looked bewildered; this juicy gossip was getting bigger and bigger!

Coroner Hu's face turned deathly pale, his legs went weak, and he collapsed to the ground like a rag doll, muttering repeatedly, "No... impossible..."

Su Jinxin smiled slightly, looked at Yan Cheng'an, and asked with a hint of cunning in her eyes, "Husband, what do you think will happen next?"