The Prodigal Daughter Fenghua: The Evil King Forcibly Marries the Nitian Concubine 175.【The strategy emerges on the 7th day of the gambling contract】01
175.【The strategy emerges on the 7th day of the gambling contract】01
Du Mansion became nervous early in the morning, as they heard that something happened to the second master.
The great master, the old lady, the young master, and the ladies all hurriedly went to the second master's room, but Huang Yuezhen seemed to know nothing.
She was the only one left in the Du family, but the great master and old lady were so angry that they sent someone to call Huang Yuezhen over.
Du Xinhan and Du Hongli exchanged glances with each other. Yesterday, they used the incense to stun Huang Yuezhen. Huang Yuezhen might still be in a coma. Of course she doesn't know anything.
"Oh, what's happened to the second master? Why can't he get sick?" Qin Xiangzi cried out, "The people in Du Mansion are really suffering. First the master was like this, and now the second master is like this too.
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"Second Master, wake up, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me." Ye Lianjiao also started crying. Who would have thought that even if she called the Second Master this morning, she wouldn't be able to wake him up at all.
After touching Eucommia ulmoides, Yi found that he was still breathing, but he could not wake up. No matter how he screamed or moved, he seemed to be dead.
"Dad, dad, dad, please don't die, wuwuwu," Du Yaoshan shook her head vigorously while crying sadly.
Eucommia Yi secretly gritted his teeth and persisted. Of course he couldn't wake up no matter how much he screamed because he was pretending, but these people were shaking him violently. If he continued like this, he really felt like he was going to vomit.
"Second uncle, my second uncle..." Du Xinhan also cried sharply.
"Second Master, please don't die. If you die, what will our Du family do?" Mu Zimin was also crying hypocritically. Her crying was like mourning.
After a while, all the women in the room were crying together, and the crying was even more earth-shattering than Master Du's.
The old lady was also a little anxious. She pulled the old man with her, crying, "Master, do you think our second child will be like the eldest? How wonderful is this? My son, my life is really miserable.
, The white-haired person sends the black-haired person, what do you want me and your father to do?"
"What are you talking about? What nonsense are you talking about? Isn't this person not dead yet? Stop saying these unlucky words and don't cry at all. This old man is not dead yet. Why are you crying? Are you crying in mourning? Where is the doctor, doctor?
Why haven't you come yet?" The old man stroked his sleeves angrily. The women in the room were crying, which made him upset.
The boss had only died a few days ago, and they were already sad enough. Who knows what happened to the second boss today? He was completely sick. If a white-haired person sends a black-haired person to someone like this, they can't bear it.
Got up.
The old man roared angrily, and the ladies and ladies who cried sadly had no choice but to shut up and sob quietly.
When Huang Yuezhen came in, she heard the old man yelling like that. Then she looked at the sad expressions of the people standing in the room, as well as Eucommia Yi who had been lying on the bed, and she guessed what happened.
Huang Yuezhen stared at Eucommia Yi lying on the bed and found that his chest was rising and falling very steadily. From this look, he was probably just pretending.
"Why did you come here? You're not worried if something happens to your second uncle. You really treat yourself as an outsider." When the Grand Master saw Huang Yuezhen arriving late, he couldn't help scolding her.
When the Grand Master said this, everyone focused their eyes on Huang Yuezhen. Their eyes were shining on Huang Yuezhen like searchlights, wishing to shine all of Huang Yuezhen's bones.