Chapter 1628 Lao Hua apologizes

Concubine Jin is dead!

She broke the smooth and white dish in half, then cut her throat with the sharp edge, ending her life in the cold and lonely secret cell. When red blood burst out from her throat, the guards of the Ministry of Internal Affairs seemed to hear a sharp sound of autumn leaves.

Zhao Heng and Nan Changshou and others appeared in the secret cell with a strong atmosphere. Eight elite internal affairs officers in charge of guarding were invited to the next door for questioning. The surveillance of the secret cell was also sealed as soon as possible. Eight guards with live ammunition stood next to the computer. Don’t enter if you are idle!

Zhao Heng stood beside Concubine Jin's body and stood still. Just two feet away, the elegant Concubine Jin fell on the table, her eyes slightly closed and she could see sadness and despair. Her right hand was holding the plate still stained with blood, but Zhao Heng could still see a hint of resoluteness.

Blood slowly flowed out of Concubine Jin's throat, flowing on the smooth and heavy table, and then fell along the edge of the table on her legs and the floor. Every drop of blood flashed in the light, looking like a series of blood-red agate, with bright red colors but a sense of sadness.

"I deserve it!"

After eliminating the possibility of being murdered by outsiders, Nan Changshou and others, who were originally angry and murderous intent, looked melancholy. Although Concubine Jin almost took their lives, when she saw her suicide by committing suicide in fear of guilt, she could not help but feel sad when she died of a rabbit and a fox.

After all, everyone has been stumbling at their colleagues for eighteen years. Now they are alive after the disaster, but Concubine Jin doesn't even give them the chance to accuse them. She ends her life and leaves in such a hurry. Looking at the sharp and bloody plate, Nan Changshou and others feel inexplicably depressed.

With Concubine Jin’s personality, how courage does it take to commit suicide with a plate?

Compared with the lonely mood of Nan Changshou, Xi Buluo and others, Zhao Heng glanced at the objects on the table with sharp eyes. Although the facts cruelly told Concubine Jin that he committed suicide, Zhao Heng always felt something was wrong. He clearly made Concubine Jin die and made a gap, and the rich wine and food proved this.

He could infer that Concubine Jin might have figured out his hint, so he wanted to have a sumptuous dinner before working with him, but for some reason, Concubine Jin changed her mind temporarily, and even treated her death as if she was home, she mustered up unprecedented courage to break the dish and cut off her throat.

The conclusion of suicide fearing guilt was quickly determined. Whether it was from the guard's confession or the surveillance video, Concubine Jin could be clearly informed that she had made a decision. As for being instigated by outsiders, it was unlikely that she had been visited by Zhao Heng today. Today, Zhao Heng had no motivation to ask her to die on his own initiative.

The entire Chinese senior management was saved by Zhao Heng. He is the most trustworthy person at this moment. And even if Zhao Heng asked Concubine Jin to die early, it would be fine. After all, Concubine Jin's crimes are extremely unforgivable. Perhaps suicide can make her die more decent, so she ended her life proudly.

"Imperial Concubine!"

Just as Xi Buluo was coughing gently and was about to wave his hand to finalize the coffin, a deep cry suddenly came from outside, with a very gentle voice, with an indescribable resentment and misery. Then everyone saw Hua Yingxiong coming in with an arm hanging, his head full of white hair and staggering.

Seeing Hua Yingxiong's huge body and majestic expression, he would never believe that he would sigh such a desolate sigh no matter what. Zhao Heng's heart completely sank. Then he saw Hua Yingxiong walking through everyone and hugging Concubine Jin, tears were extremely sad.

"The Imperial Concubine--"

Hua Yingxiong ignored everyone's presence and ignored the eyes around him, hugged his wife who had lost her warm body and cried in a low voice: "Where is the promised to go back to Xinjiang City together? Where is the promised to look at the snow mountain together? I all said it was my commander and I planned and deployed. Why did you make me dizzy and not let me surrender?"

Xi Buluo, who had died the most in his family, seemed to be able to feel the sadness in Hua Yingxiong's heart. He shook his head and his eyes were filled with the remaining murderous intent. Nan Changshou also expressed more pity for Hua Yingxiong. This man handled his own woman for the rest of his life, and he still did not forget to die if he did this.

Concubine Jin is hateful, the Hua family is hateful, but the Hua Yingxiong is a pitiful person.

Princess Jin's face was not as gloating as before. No matter how many bumps and bangs she and Concubine Jin were, it would be good. Premier Hua never treated the Du family unfairly and spared no effort to support him. It's a pity that his power was humble and he was suppressed by his wife, otherwise the relationship between the two parties would not be so tense.

But no matter what, Concubine Jin is dead after all, and the Du family has already got what they want, so she is not hesitant to show the magnanimity of the first lady: "Old Hua, please be mournful and follow the changes, and people cannot be resurrected after death. You still have gunshot wounds on your body that have not been healed. Don't cry and ruin your body."

Hua Yingxiong wiped away the tears in his eyes and pulled out a sob of sob, just like a wild beast in the mountains that killed his companion and made the listener sympathize. Zhao Heng's heart completely sank. He knew that there was no music in the world, and any sound could touch people's hearts more than his sob.

Even the sound of autumn leaves falling and the whine of the flowing water, and even the night flute in the cold piano wind under the moon was not as sad and moving as Hua Yingxiong. When Zhao Heng sighed in his heart and remained silent, Xi Buluo patted Hua Yingxiong's shoulder: "Yes, you must take care of yourself."

"Old Xi, thank you!"

Hua Yingxiong let go of his wife's body and knelt down without warning. He blocked Du Tianxiong and the others' hands to support him: "Concubine Jin caused such great harm to you and almost caused disaster to China. But you can repay kindness to my family with kindness. Thank you!"

He kowtowed three times in a row, his voice sad: "It's just that you are very tolerant, but Lao Hua cannot be as calm as usual. No matter what, she is my woman after all. I have not stopped her from doing crazy things. I should take responsibility. You can let me live in my life in the desert."

"Only this is the only way to be worthy of you."

Nan Changshou stepped forward and pulled Hua Yingxiong, maintaining a hint of majesty and shouted: "Lao Hua, what are you doing? Concubine Jin is Concubine Jin, you are you. She has always put you aside in doing things. For eighteen years, she has decided to make the decision on everything. What are your crimes?"

"To put it bluntly, you are a puppet in the Hua family."

He also added sternly: "Even if the entire Hua family is guilty, you will not be guilty. Instead of saying that you are the head of the family, it is better to say that Concubine Jin is the real leader. Although the Hua country suffered heavy losses this time, we clearly have no grudges to kill you to vent our anger."

Du Tianxiong and the others agreed.

"Thank you everyone!"

Hua Yingxiong stood up slightly, then took out a saber from his arms. When Nan Changshou and his friends changed slightly, the guards subconsciously stepped forward, Hua Yingxiong landed and said, "Dear colleagues, I know you love heroes, but I must be responsible for this incident."

He was strong and powerful: "As a country's resignation as prime minister, I have not only not made China more stable, but also killed thirty-four colleagues. I cannot let them resurrect them. I should have blood splattered to the local area to thank the dead, but I just promised Concubine Jin to bury the Xinjiang City with a grand funeral, and I dare not commit suicide for the time being," he said.

Speaking of this, he suddenly slashed his left hand and chopped off his wrist with his left hand. The blood instantly burst out from the cut-off point, and shot Du Tianxiong and several people were covered in blood, which made the blood in the cell even more intense. No one expected that Yingxiong Hua would be so fierce and would punish himself with a knife.

Everyone couldn't help but be moved by it.

Hua Yingxiong was already in pain, but he still gritted his teeth and shouted in a low voice: "First cut off one hand and explain to the deceased! After I take Concubine Jin back to Xinjiang City for a grand funeral, I will return to the capital to receive all the punishments. Of course, if you think the hero deserves to die, you can use this knife to chop me,"

"I have no complaints! No complaints!"

He threw the saber on the table while he was sweating profusely.

The saber is stained with blood, stimulating everyone's eyes.

Du Tianxiong and Nan Changshou shouted in unison: "Call the doctor! Call the doctor!" At this time, Hua Yingxiong fell to the ground and fainted in pain. Zhao Heng looked at the bloody broken hand, and then looked at the white-haired old man who was lying on the ground, with a trace of pain and helplessness in his eyes:

There is no more suspense about the return of Heroes in Xinjiang.

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