Chapter 292: Broken

The grievances between Yelang and the Qin family, there is nothing that the jailers here do not know.

Yelang This is the first time he has come to the cell, but it is not the first time to send silver, otherwise Qin Weiye's father and son and Aunt Shen would not be more miserable than others, but in comparison, Aunt Shen's treatment is better, at least the injuries are better than those of both father and son.

The jailer happily accepted the money, glanced at Aunt Shen with ill will, and rectified a female prisoner who had been sentenced to death, they were too experienced, as long as they didn't kill people.

Aunt Shen saw Yelang's actions, and her scolding became even more rampant.

Ye Lang glanced at the jailer, and saw that he went out to call someone knowingly, obviously going to torture Aunt Shen from now on.

As for whether Yelang will attack other prisoners, the jailer will not care, he has obtained so many benefits, he really can't spend money to settle it, and he will still be rich and surplus at that time.

The most important thing is that Yelang is generous, and the jailer is not afraid that after the accident, Yelang will not reach out to help.

When he came to Qin Weiye's cell, Yelang looked at him who was already half dead, there was no happiness in his eyes, but there was still a little hatred left.

"Kun'er, it's really wrong to be a father, you can save your father quickly, in the future, our family of three will live together forever, and my father promises to compensate your mother and son well, you believe in your father." The head of the Qin family was in a hurry to speak, for fear that Yelang would ignore his life or death.

Yelang glanced up at Qin Weiye, but did not make a sound, his expression was cold as if he was looking at a stranger.

"You believe in being a father, and for a long time, the father has really woken up. It's a big mistake for the father, you shouldn't be instigated by that slut and hurt your mother and son, the father really regrets it now, such a good eldest son doesn't know how to cherish it, but he just cares about a concubine who has not made achievements, and ...... for his father" Qin Weiye was in tears, but under Yelang's cold gaze, he gradually couldn't speak.

Yelang's eyes were cold and sharp, with a bit of mockery, as if looking at a clown, which made Qin Weiye panic.

The father and son looked at each other through the prison door, the voices around them were deaf, but their expressions were 108,000 miles apart.

"What do you see? Hurry up and let go of me, I don't want to go out, let go of me! Aunt Shen was dragged by two jailers, and her mouth let out a cry begging for mercy.

Qin Weiye's body trembled subconsciously, and no one knew better than him what this shouting represented.

His body trembled subconsciously, Qin Weiye hugged the railing tightly, for fear that he would be the next one to be dragged away, and the daily punishment made him afraid.

Yelang hooked his lips and sneered, looking down at Qin Weiye like a king, but there was a bit of sadness hidden under that smile.

Once, Qin Weiye was very fond of Yelang, although it was because of his grandfather, but that time was indeed Yelang's happiest time.

Later, Qin Weiye would only be kind to Yelang in front of his grandfather, and it was not until he was reborn after the catastrophe that he knew that Qin Weiye was the one who wanted him to die the most, and it was impossible for Yelang not to hate in his heart.

Especially Qin Weiye acted in such a play for the Song family's recipe, bringing Yelang back to the Qin family, but secretly wanted to kill him, Yelang was even more determined to get rid of Qin Weiye.

Not only for revenge, but also for his grandfather and mother to get justice.

Of course, this is also Qin Weiye's own death, not worthy of being a human being, not to mention, but he is still willing to be the dog of the third prince, how can the royal family tolerate a minions of a prince who will not become the emperor?

It's just that Yelang is the Qin family after all, and he is grateful to Old Man Qin for maintaining their mother and son, and even gave Qin Weiye and Aunt Shen the opportunity to kill him because of him, so Yelang kept the eldest uncle's lineage and prevented the Qin family from cutting off the incense from now on.

Scenes of the past flashed in his mind, and Ye Lang said coldly: "I came today to tell you that in two days I will join the Song family, and from then on, you Qin Weiye will have no heirs to continue the incense, even if you go to the Yellow Spring, you can only become a lonely soul and a wild ghost." ”

"No, Kun'er, Dad knows it's wrong, you can save me. Even if you hate your father, for your grandfather's sake, you can't die without help! Qin Weiye stretched out one hand outside the cell, wanting to grab Yelang.

"You don't deserve to mention grandpa, having a son like you must be grandpa's biggest regret, and you will die because of your viciousness and unfilial piety!" After Yelang finished speaking, he flicked his sleeves and turned to leave.

I came to visit the prison today, not to care about the love between father and son, but to stifle the last trace of Qin Weiye's illusion, so that he could understand that the past could not be traced, and also to give himself an explanation, completely cut off the past grievances, and from then on he was no longer the heir of the Qin family, but the son-in-law of the Song family, Yelang.

With an indifferent look on his face, Yelang walked away without looking back, unwilling to look at the Qin family again.

But Yelang didn't know that the moment he turned around, Qin Weiye's face was frightened, as if he remembered some scene, and the whole person was paralyzed on the ground, his face full of remorse.

Even if Yelang saw it, he would not be moved by this, a man who killed his father and son and spoiled his concubine and killed his wife was not worthy of being his Yelang's father, and he did not kill Qin Weiye with his own hands, he was already his last subordinate.

Back in the night house, Ye Lang's evil aura has disappeared, and the lights everywhere make his eyes gradually warm.

In two days, he will marry Song Xingchen as his wife, even if he is rich, it will not change his love, and being able to become a husband and wife is what Yelang is most looking forward to in his life.

"Mother, this dress already fits perfectly, so you don't need to change it." After Yelang returned home, he came to his biological mother's residence, and when he saw that she was modifying her wedding dress again, he couldn't help but smile and shake his head.

Yelang's biological mother has been abandoned by Qin Weiye, so naturally she can no longer be called Mrs. Qin, but she is not willing to use the surname of her mother, so she chooses the surname of Congzi, known as Mrs. Night.

Probably related to Mrs. Night's madness before, she has no worries, she has no wrinkles on her skin for so many years, especially after being taken care of by Yelang and Song Xingchen, her skin is as tender as a young woman.

Although Mrs. Night is not a great beauty, she has an amiable temperament, and whoever is with her will feel very relaxed and comfortable.

"My son's life's event, how can my mother not care? Even if it is revised many times, my mother still feels that it is not perfect enough, and I really want to give you the best in the world. "Lady Night's men are constantly moving, adding totems to Yelang's cuffs.

"My mother's craftsmanship is on par with my mother-in-law, and my mother is the best to handle it herself." Yelang spoke softly, for fear that it would irritate Mrs. Night.

Although Mrs. Night is now the same as a normal person, no one dares to guarantee whether she can withstand the stimulation and go insane again.

"Your mother-in-law's craftsmanship is indeed outstanding, and the eldest lady of their family is also true to the truth, even my daughter-in-law who has not passed through the door, but she has a headache when she picks up a needle and thread. When you weren't in the capital, every time she came to accompany me, what she was most afraid of was being a female celebrity, but in order to accompany me, she did it hard, and those little hands didn't know how many holes they had pierced. Mrs. Night chuckled and said helplessly, "Later, when she came to see me, I put away the needle and thread, so that she would not be too embarrassed." ”

Yelang could imagine Song Xingchen's appearance as needlework, but he still defended: "Xingchen's needlework is not good, but it's still okay to make a lining, and the one on my body is made by Xingchen." ”

Yelang touched his underwear proudly, and the corners of his mouth were full of happiness.

Although Mrs. Night didn't see Ye Lang's underwear, she also knew that his words were too watery.

A woman who can embroider her hands is strange if she is good at needlework.

"When my mother was young, your grandmother often said that a woman is virtuous if she is not talented, and taught me the way to be a wife. At that time, I was already a virtuous and virtuous woman, a qualified wife. It wasn't until I married your father that I realized that life wasn't what I wanted. The Night Lady shook her head and sighed, and the work in her hands slowed down, as if she was caught in a memory.

Yelang had the heart to comfort a few words, but listened to Mrs. Ye continue: "Three subordinates and four virtues have harmed too many women, and three wives and four concubines have harmed too many people's lives. Our mother and son have been separated for so many years, and if I don't tell you some things today, I'm afraid it will be too late. ”

"Mother...... Lang held Mrs. Night's hand, only shouted one word, and paused under Mrs. Night's gentle gaze.

"Mother knows that you are a good child, but it is not so easy to be a good husband. My mother has never been happy, but my mother hopes that you and Xingchen can be happy until you grow old. Patting the back of Yelang's hand, Mrs. Ye smiled lightly: "After going through so many things, my mother has seen it very thoroughly, the people who have been with you the longest in this world are husband and wife, the most concerned are the children, and the most difficult thing to repay is the kindness of the parents." Lang'er, my mother hopes that you will remember the painful lesson that happened to you, and don't let your children have a chance to repeat the mistakes of the past. Xingchen is also a good child, maybe many people think she has no rules, and even joke that she is from the countryside, but in the eyes of her mother, Xingchen's protection is the best candidate for his wife. And the wisdom of the stars is not something that outsiders can see, cherish it. ”

"My son knows." Yelang also smiled, although the arc was not large, but it had a little more sunshine, "Mother rest assured, my son will definitely not let his back house be smoky, and Xingchen's temperament will never serve a husband with others, my son has identified her in this life, and he will do his best to give her happiness, and he will never betray his oath." ”

"Mother believes that you will do what you say." Mrs. Night said with relief.

The mother and son gossiped for a while, and Yelang got up to get busy with business, while Mrs. Night continued to be her female celebrity, as if there was nothing in the world that could attract her attention more than this wedding dress.

Yelang didn't say anything about Qin Weiye's fate, and Mrs. Ye never took the initiative to ask, but it was the first time to have a conversation like this just now.

In the Four Seas Inn, a group of people from other places chartered the small courtyard behind, and the food was eaten separately in the small kitchen in the courtyard on weekdays.

Song Mu and several generals were sent to search for assassins in the capital, and it was naturally indispensable to be interrogated here.

"Guest, it was the official who came to search, and asked a few guest officials to make it convenient." After knocking on the door, the shopkeeper respectfully shouted to the people in the courtyard.

"Wait a minute." In the middle of the night, someone in the courtyard replied.

Xiao Er didn't dare to offend the guests, nor did he dare to offend the officials, so he had to bow over and explain: "The guests inside have a strange temper, and they have always disliked being disturbed, so please wait for a while." ”

Song Mu snorted, glanced towards the small courtyard, and did not show dissatisfaction.