The trump card against the heavenly concubine

Chapter 172 [The 7th day of the bet, the strategy emerges] 01
Du's mansion became nervous early in the morning, hearing that something happened to the second master.

The grand master, the old lady, the young master, and the ladies hurried to the second master's room, but Huang Yuezhen didn't seem to know anything.

She was the only one missing in the Du mansion, but the grand master and the 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, Huang Yuezhen was stunned with ecstasy incense. Huang Yuezhen might still be in a coma. Of course, she didn't know anything.

"Oh, what's wrong with the second master? Why can't he get sick?" Qin Xiangzi cried, "The people in the Du Mansion are really miserable. First the master was like this, and now the second master is also like this. "

"Second Master, wake up, what's the matter with you? Don't scare me." Ye Lianjiao also started crying, who knew that she couldn't wake up when she called the Second Master this morning.

I touched Du Zhongyi and found that he was still breathing, but he couldn't wake up all the time. No matter how he screamed or moved him, he seemed to be dead.

"Father, father, don't die, woo woo woo" Du Yaoshan cried sadly while shaking Du Zhongyi violently.

Du Zhongyi secretly gritted his teeth and persisted. Of course he couldn't wake up no matter how he screamed because he was faking it, but these people shook him violently. If this continued, he really felt that he was about to vomit.

"Second uncle, my second uncle." Du Xinhan also cried in a high-pitched voice.

"Second Master, don't die. If you die, what will we do in the Du Mansion?" Mu Zimin was also crying in a fake way. Her crying was like mourning.

After a while, all the women in this room were crying together, and the crying sound was even more earth-shattering than that of Mr. Du.

The old lady was also a little anxious, she pulled the master, and the old man burst into tears, "Master, do you think our second child will be the same as the first one? How good is that? My son, I am so miserable. , The white-haired man sends the black-haired man, what do you want me and your father to do."

"What are you talking about? What are you talking about? Isn't this not dead yet? Don't say these unlucky words. You are not allowed to cry. The second child is not dead yet. Why are you crying? Crying for funerals? Doctor, doctor Why haven't you come yet?" The old man stroked his sleeve angrily, and the women in the room were crying so much that he was upset.

The boss had only died a few days ago, and they were already sad enough, but who knows what happened to the second child today, and the whole person couldn't afford to be sick again, and if a white-haired person sent a black-haired person like this, they couldn't bear it in their hearts get up.

The old man roared angrily, and the crying ladies all had to shut up and sob softly.

Huang Yuezhen just came in, when she heard the old man's roar, and seeing the sad expressions of the people standing all over the room, and Du Zhongyi who had been lying on the bed, she guessed what happened.

Huang Yuezhen stared at Du Zhongyi who was lying on the bed, and found that his chest was rising and falling very smoothly. This look, I'm afraid it's just pretending.

"Why did you come here? You don't worry if something happens to your second uncle, you really treat yourself as an outsider." Seeing Huang Yuezhen who came late, the old master couldn't help scolding her.

When the Grand Master said this, everyone focused their eyes on Huang Yuezhen, and those eyes were like searchlights shining on Huang Yuezhen, wishing to see all of Huang Yuezhen's bones.

(End of this chapter)