Medical Brocade Concentric

Zhao Ming'an had no choice but to comfort himself desperately. When Qin Lang came, it would be nothing to do with him. When Qin Lang came, it would be fine.

The servants bowed in to report, and asked the king of Dingjun to see him.

King Qian's anger, which had been suppressed by half, surged again, and he sternly reprimanded: "Tell him to get out!"

Qin Lang heard King Qian's fury in the yard, and couldn't help but twitched his lips, a little speechless.

His father is still not good at nourishing Qi, Zhao Mingan probably inherited it from him, right? Otherwise, he wouldn't be as black as the bottom of the pot after being provoked by the brothers of Prince Wu.

Qin Lang walked into the study calmly, without any panic.

All the servants were trembling with trepidation. Seeing that Prince Ding was so calm, they all secretly admired and admired him: the prince of the county is so courageous, he has the style of a general, he is worthy of being on the battlefield!

As far as this demeanor is concerned, it is not as good as the son of the world.

As soon as Qin Lang opened the door and went in, something smashed towards him through the air, and at the same time, King Qian yelled "Nizi!"

Qin Lang frowned, turned his body, and copied the rectangular white jade paperweight nearly a foot long in his hand, "Father, what is the reason?"

King Qian saw that he not only took the paperweight in his hand, but also took it easily as if he was playing, without any expression of fear or fear on his face, he became even angrier, and pointed at him with wide eyes. Angrily: "You, you, you rebellious son! Rebellious son!"

Qin Lang was even more puzzled, couldn't help but cast a cold glance at Zhao Mingan, what did this bastard complain about?

"Father, my son doesn't understand. What happened?"

"You still have the guts to ask!" King Qian felt that he might faint from his anger at any time, and angrily said, "Do you still have the guts to talk about the good things you did?"

Qin Lang looked puzzled: "Please tell me clearly, my son really doesn't understand."

How could King Qian have the nerve to say so? He also has an old face!

He originally told Zhao Mingan secretly about this matter, and let Zhao Mingan play by ear.

After all, it's not easy for him to reveal his purpose blatantly, and it would be disgraceful to say it.

What's more, it has failed now, let alone shame.

Can he say that he originally wanted them to try to invite the emperor to the mansion as a guest, but it didn't work out?

Wouldn't King Wu and the others laugh at him to death?

If it gets into the ears of the emperor, I am afraid that he will be even more suspicious of his ulterior motives.

Zhao Ming'an won't talk about this matter, Qin Lang, that's not necessarily the case.

For this son, King Qian had to admit that he had always been unable to see through.

So Qin Lang just listened to King Qian's angry scolding so hard, he was confused.

King Qian's cursing was of no use to him at all—a person he didn't care about at all, would it have any effect on him whether he scolded him or not? Of course not!

It's just that he wasn't too happy to be scolded for no reason.

At least let him know why? Regardless of whether the reason is justified or not, whether it is acceptable to him, there must be one, right?

King Qian was crazy, he simply ignored his question, and only cared about his own scolding.

What is short-sighted, only cares about petty gains, what has no brotherhood, what he said last time was all in vain, why did he think that he really changed his mind, but it turned out he was not at all

Seeing his angry and distressed expression, Qin Lang became more and more puzzled.

Seeing that no matter how much he asked, he couldn't find out why, King Qian didn't listen to him at all, so Qin Lang simply gave up.

He couldn't help but cast a cold glance at Zhao Mingan, this bastard has nothing but first-rate eye drops.

that's enough

Zhao Ming'an, who was finally balanced and happy, noticed that Qin Lang's eyes shuddered uncontrollably, so, so scary.

What should he do if his scalp tingles suddenly and he regrets secretly?

How could he have imagined that his father would be so angry because of this matter, and he would teach Qin Lang to such an extent

King Qian was extremely disappointed, and angrily broke out and scolded Qin Lang until he spouted blood. He stared at him panting and gritted his teeth: "Get out, reflect on yourself, Qin Lang, don't provoke this king's bottom line again and again! If you are not Son of the king, do you think this king will let you go so easily? Don't push yourself! You really angered this king, and the result is definitely not something you can bear!"

"Hello, Prince Qian's Mansion, could it be that they treated you badly? If King Wu and King Ning benefit in the end, do you think that if you have a bad relationship with this King and Ming An, they will let you go? It's just crazy!"

Qin Lang: "." Still confused, what should I do?

He glanced at King Qian, "Yes, my son will leave" and turned to leave.

Except for Jingheyuan, there is no one normal in this mansion!

"Nizi" King Qian was panting, his gaze was heavy, if it wasn't for the wrong timing, he really didn't want to let Qin Lang go easily this time.

However, the trip to Mount Tai was just around the corner, and no accidents should be caused at such a moment, and he had to endure it.

He will remember.

A chill flashed across King Qian's eyes, hiding a flash of murderous intent.

For the first time, he not only had killing intent towards Su Jin, but also towards Qin Lang.

She wasn't raised by herself, so she really wasn't close.

Even if it's his own son, it's the same!

"You go down too!" King Qian was exhausted, and glanced at Zhao Ming'an.

"Yes, father, you should rest well, don't get angry. We had a lot of opportunities along the way on the trip to Mount Tai. How can a group of rough people in Wuwang's residence compare with us?" Zhao Ming'an comforted him.

"En." King Qian nodded, his expression relaxed a little.

This is the reason, yes.

"You don't have to do anything else these days, just memorize the poems and songs about the scenery of Mount Tai, and the articles of the sages, and learn more about the customs and customs in Tai'an. Maybe it will come in handy at that time."

"Yes, father."

The father and son talked for a while, and Zhao Mingan left King Qian's study in a good mood.

I don't want to, I didn't go far, a hand suddenly appeared from the side path, and dragged him away.

Zhao Ming'an took a risk and didn't scream out.

After seeing clearly that it was Qin Lang who dragged him away, he was even more angry.

This bastard is in high spirits, isn't he? Is it like this over and over again?

"Let go of me! What are you doing!" Zhao Mingan scolded angrily, and broke Qin Lang's hand angrily.

Of course, it is doomed to be useless.

With his strength, can he compare with Qin Lang?

"Let go!" Zhao Mingan became even angrier.

Qin Lang let go of him, his black and white eyes were terribly quiet, but his gaze was flat.

Just staring at Zhao Mingan.

Zhao Ming'an's hairs stood on end for no reason, thinking that this was in the Qian Palace, no matter how courageous Qin Lang was, he would never dare to really do anything to him, "What do you want to do?"

Qin Lang squeezed the bones of his hand, and there was a crackling sound. He raised his eyebrows and sneered coldly: "What do I want to do? I should ask you this, right? What do you want to do?"