Chapter 1049： assassin

Chapter 1049 Assassin

In the blink of an eye, it was nothing more than that!

Even if he knew that Bixiang was just a cannon fodder, he planned to stop the matter.

After all, wasn't he afraid that the longer the matter dragged on, some gossip would tarnish the reputation of Prince Qian's mansion?

The reputation of the Qian Palace was more valuable in his eyes than a little life that was doomed to never come back.

"Two months is too long, at most one month, I will take A Jin back to the house." Qin Lang said slowly.

Before waiting for King Qian to say anything, he said again: "The emperor's grandfather may also summon A Jin!"

King Qian frowned tightly, looking at Qin Lang in dissatisfaction, and finally snorted and acquiesced.

What if he doesn't acquiesce? This son, he has become more and more uncontrollable.

is all caused by Su Jin

One month, that's enough!

"How is Zhen'er? Are you still taking care of it?"

Qin Lang's soft face immediately stiffened, "I can take care of it!"

After saying that, he turned and left.

Last night, Zhener was arguing about wanting a mother, but he refused to fall asleep, so he had to keep coaxing him, and it took him a long time before he was tired and fell asleep.

Today Qin Lang had to go to the patrol camp with some blue eyes.

As for Zhen'er, he will be taken care of by Gu Yunzheng and his confidants and guards in the front yard, together with sister Qin Jiu.

I don't know if he will make trouble tonight!

But even if there is trouble every day, he is happy.

King Qian looked at the back of him leaving, his eyes half-squinted, and he smiled coldly.

Also, he put all his attention on Zhen'er, and after a while, he naturally didn't care about Zhuangzi.

To arrange for the staff to do something, one month is enough.

In the blink of an eye, Su Jin lived in Changping Zhuangzi for five or six days, during which Qin Lang secretly came twice, once with Zhener and once without.

Seeing that Su Jin's place has finally been tidied up, I finally feel a little more comfortable.

He talked about Bixiang's suicide with some shame, "I didn't expect people to be handed over to the big housekeeper to make such a mistake. If I knew earlier, I should have sent someone to take care of that girl!"

Su Jin was also a little surprised, but she expected it when she thought about it, "Forget it, then the matter will be settled on her head. In this way, it is more certain that Fu Mingzhu ordered it."

She's really good at it!

Being able to kill someone from the hands of a big butler is definitely not something that a servant in the palace can do. No servant has such great energy. If there is, as long as he makes a move, it will definitely leave clues.

Only the master has this ability.

Princess Qian, Tian Shi, and Su Jin themselves would not do such a stupid thing, so it is natural to know who it is.

A gloom flashed across Qin Lang's eyes: "The Fu family is not a good thing! Fu Mingzhu, I have written down her!"

The Fu family was such a sanctimonious family in the past life, and it is still the same in this life.

Don't look at the righteous and arrogant Mr. Fu, the left servant of the Ministry of War, who is only loyal to the emperor and does not form parties for personal gain. In fact, he not only has ambitions, but also has big plans. Because of some identity entanglements with Fu Mingzhu in the previous life, and the inexplicable relationship that she provoked in this life, Qin Lang subconsciously paid attention to the Fu family, and soon saw that something was wrong.

Su Jin smiled "puchi", took his arm and said, "Do you remember what she did? I don't allow it! You only need to remember me."

Qin Lang didn't know whether to laugh or cry, his eyes softened: "Yes, yes, I remember A Jin's good, and I remember her hatred, this is different!"

The two smiled at each other, hugged and kissed. The second time I came to Zhuangzi, the two lingered for an afternoon, and Qin Lang reluctantly left before the evening.

There is still that stinky boy in the palace of King Qian, otherwise, he would be too lazy to go back. But with that little ancestor there, it is absolutely impossible not to return.

When the little ancestor saw him, he still ran towards him with two short legs, giggling like a meatball and threw himself into his arms.

Qin Lang's heart softened, and he held him to play high, making the little guy thump even more, giggling with excitement, and kept asking "come back!", "come again!"

When it's enough, I'm tired, and when I'm ready to eat dinner, the little guy starts looking for his mother again. "Why hasn't my mother come back?"

Qin Lang's head immediately became big. In my heart, I also want your mother to come back soon, it's not your cruel grandfather!

He himself has no ability to keep the child in his wife's womb, and anger your mother. Qin Lang felt that in the future, even if those people in the palace of King Qian were so sick that Su Jin would die, don't touch Su Jin again, why bother!

The father and son were in a mess one by one and the other was embarrassed. In the end, Qin Lang promised to take the little guy to see his mother in two days.

But he didn't want to, but the next night when Qin Lang came back, something happened on Zhuangzishang in Changping.

In the middle of the night, a fire suddenly broke out in the kitchen. When everyone went to put out the fire, several masked assassins all covered in black rushed into Su Jin's yard with long swords.

This time, there were twelve personal guards who followed Su Jin to Zhuangzi, and the six people who patrolled the night would not leave Su Jin's yard.

It was also Su Jin's life, when he heard someone screaming, "It's on fire!" He woke up and was about to go take a look, but just as he was getting dressed, he heard the sound of swords arguing in the yard.

What else does she not understand? The fire was a cover up, the real target was her, and someone wanted her life.

There seem to be a lot of people who want her life. Who called her husband Qin Lang? For a while, she really couldn't imagine who would come.

Su Jin immediately jumped out of bed, stuffed two pillows into the quilt to make the illusion that someone was still sleeping inside, touched the bracelet on his wrist, breathed lightly and quietly hid behind the curtain.

This Zhuangzi is a small and rudimentary farm. The masters of Prince Qian’s Mansion have never been here. Even if the stewards came to inspect the place, they would not look down on this place to stay overnight. Therefore, even steward Meng gave Su the best courtyard house. Jin packed up, still simple. So humble that there is nowhere to hide.

There was a clanging sound of swords and swords outside, Su Jin grabbed her heart, and the coolness rushed up from the soles of her feet and spread all over her body. She desperately told herself to calm down and calm down. Arang was not by her side. There is a sense of crisis that someone breaks in at any time.

No one broke the door or broke the window, but someone quietly fell from the beam like a bat. The movement was so light that even the dim candle in the corner of the gauze didn't shake. There was a bright dagger in Liang's hand, and it moved as quickly as the wind and stabbed at the bulging part of the bed.

Su Jin's intuition is that if he falls into this person's hands, he may not even be able to do a single move. This is a real master.

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