"This fool! He's killed!" He Cheng's father fell to the ground with despair in his eyes.

Annoyed Mu Xiong, there may be a glimmer of life.

But if it annoys the royal family.

In order to avoid gossip and rumors, in order to avoid being involved, what else does their Emperor's majesty have in mind?

Having been an official for a lifetime, He Cheng's father knew Qin Cang's temperament very well. Whether this matter has anything to do with King Rui is now unimportant.

What's important is that the royal family can't tear himself apart with Mu Xiong at this moment.

In order to maintain this apparent harmony, his He family can only sacrifice as an abandoned son. Of course, who can he blame? The only blame is that he should have endured for a while and shot He Cheng, an idiot, on the wall, lest he harm the family.

Under the guidance of Mu Qingge's few words, it seemed to make the question of who is the master.

Originally, it was a fact that she was conspired by He Cheng. Biting this matter, at best, is He Cheng alone. And she has always been a person who cuts the grass and roots if someone offends her. Since He Cheng gave her a chance so empathetic, how could she not write a good article?

She firmly believes that this assassination has nothing to do with King Rui.

Because Qin Jinhao is not such a stupid person.

But does this matter? It doesn't matter if Qin Jinhao secretly ordered it, as long as someone doubts it.

After destroying the He family, he splashed Qin Jinhao's face with sewage, and broke one of his wings by the way. It's a three-shot thing, why not do it?

Therefore, she tempted He Cheng to say something unclear and put Qin Jinhao in the water.

This time, it was difficult for the He family to not die. Because Qin Jinhao was never a person who would harm his own interests for his own sake.

Mu Qingge sneered at the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were cold.

She faced Qin Jinhao, whose facial features were slightly distorted, without any fear, as if she was admiring a peerless painting.

"Father! Your son has nothing to do with this matter, please make sure your father is clear!" Qin Jinhao held back his murderous intent and knelt on the ground to express his innocence.

Qin Cang's face was also very ugly at this time. He could have watched a good show, but he didn't want the fire to burn himself.

Qin Jinhao's son has always made him proud. Only this time, it disappointed him.

The disappointment in Qin Cang's eyes was not noticed by others, but Concubine Jiang and the Queen, who had been observing his expression, saw it. The former was shocked, and calculations emerged. The latter just smiled contemptuously and looked away.

"Your Majesty, Hao'er has always been upright, how could he make such a confused decision? What's more, we and the Mu family can be regarded as relatives by marriage. If Hao'er has the heart to kill the little lord of the Mu family, wouldn't he be looking forward to the funeral Husband?" Concubine Jiang's water-snake waist twisted, and she almost got into Qin Cang's arms, persuading her softly.

At this moment, she had already forgotten her identity and occasion, and she had also forgotten that she was in a higher position, and there was a big figure who even Qin Cang did not dare to offend. I just want to use my best method to help my son.

This scene made the queen's eyes even more disdainful. It seemed that Concubine Jiang, who was in the harem, looked like a clown in front of her.

The softness in his arms made Qin Cang's heart rippled.

Fortunately, his sanity still exists. Pushing Concubine Jiang Gui's soft and boneless body slightly, he said to Qin Jinhao with a cold face: "If you are innocent, why didn't he ask for help from the prince or me?" He had to say this, because, above There is also a great **** watching.

"Father!" Qin Jinhao looked at his father in shock. How should he explain?

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