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In a blink of an eye, that's all!

Even though he knew that Bixiang was nothing but cannon fodder, he still planned to stop the matter at this point.

After all, isn't he afraid that some gossip will spread out and ruin the reputation of the Qian Palace?

The reputation of Prince Qian's Mansion is much more valuable in his eyes than a little life that is doomed not to come back.

"Two months is too long, one month at most, I will take Ah Jin back home." Qin Lang said slowly.

Without waiting for King Qian to say anything, he said again: "Maybe the emperor's grandfather will summon Ah Jin!"

King Qian frowned tightly, looked at Qin Lang displeased, and finally acquiesced with a very displeased snort.

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

It's all Su Jin's fault

One month, that's enough!

"How is Zhen'er? Can you still take care of her?"

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

After finishing speaking, he turned and left.

Last night, Zhen'er was clamoring for a mother, and refused to fall asleep, so he had to coax him non-stop, and it took him a long time to coax him until he was tired and fell asleep.

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

As for Zhen'er, she was handed over to Gu Yunzheng and the confidant guards in the front yard to take care of her, 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 also happy.

King Qian watched his leaving back, half-closed his eyes, and smiled coldly.

That's okay, he put all his attention on Zhen'er, and naturally he couldn't care about Zhuangzi for a while.

One month is enough time to arrange manpower to do something.

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

Seeing that Su Jin's place had finally been tidied up, he finally felt a little more comfortable.

He was a little ashamed when talking about Bixiang's suicide, "I didn't expect such a mistake to happen in the hands of the big housekeeper. If I knew it, I should have personally sent someone to guard that girl!"

Although Su Jin was also a little surprised, but after thinking about it, it was expected, "Forget it, this way, it will be over if the matter is pushed to her head. This way, it is more certain that Fu Mingzhu ordered it."

She's really good at it!

It is absolutely not possible for servants in the palace to kill people from the hands of the big housekeeper. No servant has such great energy. If there is, as long as there is a movement, 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 gloomy look flashed across Qin Lang's eyes: "The Fu family is not a good person! Fu Mingzhu, I'll remember her!"

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

Don't look at Mr. Fu, the left servant of the Ministry of War, who is upright and proud on the surface. He is only loyal to the emperor and does not form cliques for personal gain. In fact, he is not only ambitious, but also has a lot of plans. Because of some identity entanglements with Fu Mingzhu in the previous life, and the inexplicable relationship with her 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 angrily, "What do you remember her for? I won't allow it! You just need to remember me."

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

The two looked at each other and smiled, hugging and kissing. The second time they came to Zhuangzi, the two lingered all afternoon, and Qin Lang left reluctantly until the evening.

There is still that brat in Prince Qian's mansion, otherwise, he wouldn't bother to go back. But with that little ancestor around, he absolutely had to return.

Seeing him, the little ancestor still ran towards him with two short legs, giggling and throwing himself into his arms like a meatball.

Qin Lang's heart softened, he hugged him and played with him, making the little guy flutter even harder, giggling excitedly, and kept asking "Come again!", "Come again!"

When it was enough, tired, and ready for dinner, the little guy started looking for his mother again. "Why hasn't mother come back?"

Qin Lang immediately got dizzy. I said in my heart that 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 little wife's womb, so he blamed your mother. Qin Lang felt that in the future, even if those people in Qian Wang's mansion were dying of illness, Su Jin should not touch their hands again, why bother to cause such trouble!

The father and son made a fuss and coaxed each other in embarrassment, and finally Qin Lang promised to take the little guy to see his mother for two days, and it was over.

But he didn't want to, on the second night when Qin Lang came back, something happened to Changping Zhuangzi.

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 dressed in black entered Su Jin's yard with long swords in their hands.

This time, there were twelve personal guards following Su Jin to the Zhuangzi, and the six night watchmen would not leave Su Jin's yard for half a step.

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

What else does she not understand? The fire is to cover up people's eyes and ears, but she is the one who is really looking at her, someone wants her life.

There seem to be quite a few people who want her life. Who told her husband is Qin Lang? For a while, she really couldn't imagine who it would be.

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

This Zhuangzi is a small and crude farm. The masters of Qian Wang’s Mansion have never been here. Even if the stewards come down to inspect, they don’t like this place to stay overnight. Therefore, even steward Meng gave Su the best yard and house. Jin packed it out, but it was still crude. It is so crude that there is no hiding place.

There was a loud clash of swords and swords outside, Su Jin was gripping her heart, the coolness rushed up from the soles of her feet unknowingly, and spread all over her body, she desperately told herself to calm down, calm down, Alang was not by her side, listening to the sound of fighting outside always made her There is a sense of crisis that someone breaks in at any time.

No one broke the door or broke in the window, but someone fell down from the beam like a bat without a sound, the movement was so light that even a little yellow candle in the gauze cover in the corner did not shake, the person rolled on the spot, and the snow light fell to the ground. Liang had a sharp dagger in his hand, and he stabbed towards the raised part of the bed as quickly as the wind. Its cleanliness and ruthlessness made people tremble.

Su Jin instinctively felt that if he fell into the hands of this person, he might not be able to take a single move. This is a real master.

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