Just when Director Wang was about to continue dealing with Zhao Yue, a young man in Tsing Yi hurriedly ran out of the door.

"My lord, something serious has happened."

Director Wang frowned as he looked at the young man in Tsing Yi who hurried over.

Today, outsiders have seen the dirty deeds of his Langya Wang family. Now his slaves look panicked. How can they look like slaves from a high family?

"Why are you so anxious? Didn't the steward teach you how to enter the house to report?"

Director Wang stared hard at the young man in green, who quickly knelt down on the ground and knelt down like a green onion.

"My lord, please spare your life. Mr. Yunzhi asked me to come and report this matter as soon as possible."

Allow it?

Director Wang was stunned for a moment.

"Then tell me quickly."

"Dalang...Dalang suddenly fell ill and gushed out blood...he gushed out and fell into a coma."

"What?"

When Director Wang heard what this boy said, he couldn't keep his manners.

He stepped forward and grabbed the boy's collar and said, "What did you say?"

"Dalang vomited blood and fell into coma."

"impossible!"

Director Wang stared and suddenly felt dizzy.

Among his disciples, he valued Wang Yue the most and loved him the most, and cultivated Wang Yue as his successor.

And Wang Yue lived up to his expectations. He was excellent in everything, and various excellent qualities were reflected in him.

Now that we know that Wang Yue vomited blood and passed out, no matter how good Director Wang's qi-nurturing skills were, he suddenly lost his sense of proportion.

"Quick, please take me there."

Director Wang's steps were weak and he was almost unsteady. Zhao Yue stepped forward to support Director Wang. The latter did not bother to thank him and walked quickly towards the door.

But when he was about to leave the inner courtyard, Director Wang turned around and looked at the young man in green clothes and asked, "Have you informed Madam about this?"

The young man in green shook his head gently.

"The mistress doesn't know yet."

"Okay, don't tell her beforehand."

Director Wang's assassin felt a little heavy in his heart.

The life of his most valued eldest son is unknown, and if Wang Yue really has a problem, his concubines will probably bear the revenge of Cao Shu for losing his son.

By then, he may lose even more people he cares about.

Never trust a woman's reason, especially a woman who has lost the most important person in her life. Her reason cannot be trusted.

"Xiao Langjun."

at this time...

Director Wang couldn't care less about plotting against Zhao Yue.

"This matter is of great importance. Tell me, where did my wife move the outer room?"

Zhao Yue lowered his head in thought and seemed to have no intention of answering.

"Just think I owe you a favor."

Director Wang's favor is naturally very important. How many people want Langya Wang's help?

"This kid... I really don't know about this, but I'm afraid the matter hasn't reached that stage yet. Why should Situ be so anxious?"

Why be in such a hurry?

Director Wang was stunned. He had never thought that one day he would be spoken to like this by a young man who was several decades younger than him.

He shook his head slightly, finally calming down.

What this little fox said is right. I, Director Wang, have lived for so many years, but the longer I live, the more I go back.

Not to mention that his son is now in an unexpected state, even if he is really dead, so what?

How about your Qi nourishing skills?

Mount Tai collapsed before his face remained unchanged, but now he is preaching to a little boy.

It seems that the compromises made by all parties over the years have actually eroded their own spirit.

"Let's go."

Director Wang no longer needed Zhao Yue's support and walked slowly towards the outer courtyard.

This change in Director Wang was naturally noticed by Zhao Yue.

Wang Situ is naturally regarded as a contemporary figure.

The so-called outstanding people naturally need to be outstanding in all aspects of ability, especially in the psychological aspect, and must be able to endure.

Director Wang is obviously one of them.

Director Wang's feelings for Wang Yue are naturally very strong.

In later generations, before Wang Yue's death, Director Wang once dreamed that someone bought Wang Yue from him for one million dollars. He was very worried and secretly prayed to the gods for this. He was very pious and had complete etiquette.

Soon, some ground was broken at home for some reason, and exactly one million dollars was excavated. Director Wang felt very bad and ordered all the excavated items to be backfilled.

When Wang Yue was seriously ill, Director Wang was particularly worried and couldn't eat for several days.

Suddenly I saw a man with a very tall appearance, wearing armor and holding a knife.

Director Wang asked: "Who are you?"

The other party said: "I am (mountain god of Zhongshan) Jiang Ziwen. I heard that your young master is not doing well recently, and I hope to say a few words to the Emperor of Heaven on his behalf, so I came to you. Please don't continue to worry."

So he asked Director Wang for food and ate several liters of food. After eating the food, he suddenly said to Director Wang: "Zhongshu Lang (Wang Yue)'s illness cannot be cured."

After saying that, he disappeared. In the end, Wang Yue was unable to be saved and passed away.

After Wang Yue passed away, Director Wang returned to the Chancellor's Desk and cried all the way from the place where Wang Yue usually sent him to the door of the Chancellor's Desk. Mrs. Cao sealed the boxes of gifts that Wang Yue had packed away and could not bear to reopen them.

Wang Dao naturally had many heirs, but just like Zhu Yuanzhang treated Zhu Biao, Wang Yue was definitely his biological son, while the other heirs might really be just tools used to continue the bloodline.

Shaking his head, Zhao Yue threw away the miscellaneous thoughts in his mind and quickly followed with the young man in green.

at this time.

In the flowing water where the banquet was held, it was so quiet that you could hear your own breathing.

Wang Yunzhi's face was pale at this moment. He looked at Wang Yue who was lying on the table and felt a little at a loss for a moment.

"Yunzhi...what happened?"

The arrival of Director Wang undoubtedly found Wang Yunzhi's backbone.

"Uncle, Da Lang just had a banquet. I don't know what happened. He suddenly vomited blood and is still unconscious. And..."

"And what?"

In front of many guests, Director Wang behaved very calmly.

"Besides, Dalang's breathing... has gradually become weaker and weaker, and I can almost no longer feel it."

In fact, Wang Yunzhi still said the good things.

Wang Yue's aura could almost be said to have completely disappeared.

What?

Director Wang exclaimed in his heart, his hand hidden in the cuff clenched into a fist tightly, and the nails dug into the palm, and blood was already flowing out.

"Hoo~",

He slowly exhaled a breath and ordered Wang Yunzhi: "Take the guests to the guest room and settle down. Don't make any announcement about this matter for the time being. In addition, call all the doctors from Jiankang..."

The inexplicable vomiting of blood may be a relapse of an old disease, but there is also the possibility of being drugged and murdered.

Therefore, all the guests at today’s banquet must be controlled first.

After all the guests left, Director Wang slowly stepped forward and looked at Wang Yue, who was pale and lying on the table.

Wang Yue frowned, breathing almost stopped, and his chest did not rise and fall. Director Wang placed his hand on Wang Yue's center.

There was no sound of breathing.

His expression gradually became ferocious, and he took Wang Yue's hand and took his pulse himself.

There is almost no pulse, or in other words, the pulse is no different from that of a dead person.

No!

Director Wang's eyes were red, his whole body was shaking, and he was trying his best to suppress his crying.
Chapter completed!