Medical Brocade Concentric Chapter 1061： feel bad

Chapter 1061 is not the taste

Qin Lang's eyes were dark, and a cold light passed by: "It's Zhao Mingan."

"What!" Su Jin was startled, and immediately laughed: "It turned out to be him! It's an accident, but it's not an accident. It's just that we all guessed wrong before and got the wrong direction!"

Qin Lang held her arm tightly, and said slowly in a deep voice, "I didn't expect it. A Jin, I didn't expect it to be him."

Su Jin was silent. She really didn't find it difficult to accept this result, not as unexpected as Qin Lang. After all, when Qin Lang was assassinated in Muzhou, she knocked out Zhao Mingan, who was trying to stop the trouble. Since then, Zhao Mingan looked at her like never before. the same.

is full of resentment and resentment, the kind that can’t wait to get rid of it.

The only surprise to her is that someone like Zhao Mingan has the courage to turn ideas into actions, which is really impressive. And you can also see how much he hates himself.

Qin Lang felt much more uncomfortable.

He thought that even if he lived a new life, even if Zhao Mingan was full of his thoughts and wanted to use him as a **** in his hand, he never thought that he would take the initiative to plan to kill his wife.

Anyway, they are brothers of the same father, aren't they? Just like him, it was one thing that he didn't want to be used by Zhao Mingan, but he never thought about taking Zhao Mingan's life. Why did Zhao Mingan do such a maddening thing?

Zhao Mingan is like this, what about his father Wang Qian? Can he still have a trace of trust in him?

Qin Lang's confidence was shattered, he felt that he couldn't!

The rest of the house, let alone.

Su Jin felt his hand trembling slightly while hugging him, and couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart.

She has no blood relationship with Prince Qian's mansion, and she is a ghost from another world. It is impossible for her to have the slightest sense of belonging, admiration, and awe for Prince Qian's mansion. Therefore, no matter what the people of Prince Qian's mansion treat her, She felt it didn't matter.

Because in her eyes, this is an irrelevant person. Who would expect an irrelevant person to be nice to them?

It is a surprise if it can be good, and it is a matter of course that it is not good.

But Qin Lang is different.

Even though he had always been contemptuous of King Qian's father and son, they were so closely related by blood to him.

The thing of blood is very wonderful, and the ties of blood cannot be explained in words.

For example, no matter how bad your own children are, no matter how bad your parents are, no matter how eccentric your parents are, it’s okay to sigh and scold yourself, but if someone else makes a few remarks, even the most generous person will feel a little bit in their hearts. awkward.

Su Jin hugged Qin Lang tightly, "Alang, you still have me, and Zhen'er!"

Qin Lang was stunned, his forehead pressed against her hair and smiled softly, "Yes, I still have you, and Zhen'er!"

He bowed his head and kissed her. They were a family, neither she nor Zhen'er would leave him nor betray him. He knew his own woman and his own son better than anyone else.

The two separated, Su Jin's face was like a red glow, his breath was light, and his eyes became more and more burning, she was shy and lowered her eyes and dared not look directly.

Qin Lang saw that she was so cute and adorable, and he couldn't help but laugh aloud, causing her to bury her head in his arms. Qin Lang laughed and was in a good mood for a while.

The two quarreled for a while, and Su Jin smiled half-jokingly and half-seriously: "Zhao Mingan is actually quite insightful, but he actually hired a top killer like Feng. I'm afraid it is very expensive for a level like Feng, right? It's back to the blood!"

Qin Lang sneered disdainfully: "If the imperial grandfather hadn't had something to say, I could kill him without flowers!"

Su Jin smiled "puchi" and raised his eyebrows proudly: "That's natural, who can be as powerful as my husband! What's going on, I want to know."

Qin Lang looked at her, Su Jin's eyes were clear and he looked back without blinking: "Alang, I want to know."

Qin Lang sighed softly and told her slowly.

Today, the two of them parted at the gate of the palace. Qin Lang went to Dali Temple to prepare to cancel the case of Su Jin's assassination. Who knew it was such a coincidence that before he opened his mouth, the Dali Temple Secretary told him about the progress of the case.

Perhaps, Dali Siqing misunderstood and thought he was there to urge them to handle the case quickly, so he couldn't wait to inform them.

Seeing his hesitant and embarrassed look, Qin Lang probably knew it.

But he never imagined that it was not Prince Wu's mansion, nor Prince Ning's mansion, but Zhao Mingan.

Dali Siqing euphemistically expressed his embarrassment and embarrassment. The mastermind of this case is the emperor's grandson and the prince's heir, and his relationship with the victim's husband is even more of a brother. It's hard for people.

This matter has reached the Dali Temple Minister's place, but he is obedient, and the person who vaguely sent the punishment department has not made a statement, and even only a few people in the Dali Temple know about it.

He said that this matter should go to Chen Yuqian, Qin Lang had no reason or method to stop it, so he simply entered the palace with him with a black face.

Emperor Yuanfeng was furious when he saw the relevant evidence and confessions, and cursed with a black face. He summoned Zhao Mingan and King Qian to the palace, and scolded Zhao Mingan in the face. Wu Fang, taught a cruel, vicious thing.

King Qian repeatedly kowtowed to apologize, his face turned pale with fright, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead, which could not be wiped off.

However, Zhao Mingan kept shouting grievances and was so scared that he was so scared that his forehead turned blue. It's right to make Qin Lang sad, but his people went too late. When they went there, there was already a fire in Zhuangzi and an assassin's riot. The guards in Zhuangzi were all vigilant. His people did not opportunity, the operation was cancelled.

So, he really didn't do this thing! He was so wronged! Why was his person found out? They really didn't do it.

Zhao Mingan explained with a grief-stricken face, and King Qian beat him to the ground with two slaps and two feet and screamed again and again.

King Qian pointed at him with a heartache and cursed "Rebel!" and pulled him to plead guilty. Zhao Mingan was shocked, pained, and frightened, and only then did he confess his guilt with a face ashes.

Qin Lang said and hated again: "I really wanted to rush up and beat him, that bastard! I really regret it, why didn't I kill him earlier!"

"Because we are not him," Su Jinrou said judgingly: "We never have the intention of harming others. If people do not offend me, I will not offend others. We are not him!"

Qin Lang breathed a sigh of relief: "You are right. But to this day."

To this day, he does not know whether it is right or wrong to do so.

(end of this chapter)