Uncle's First Favorite Concubine

Chapter 411 Inhuman pleading

Looking at the motionless door, the housekeeper left with a sigh.

"Master Hou..."

"Have you eaten, Master?" Ning Hou, who was standing with his hands behind his back, turned around.

The butler shook his head: "Every time the food is the same, it has not been touched. If this continues, the young master may not be able to bear it."

Marquis Ning raised his brows, lifted his robe and sat down: "There is no precedent for my descendants of the Ning family to starve to death, I know he is my grandson, but he just didn't figure it out, just figure it out!

Continue, if he doesn't eat, you can force feed him! "

Ning Huaijun's room.

Ning Huaijun hugged his knees and huddled in the corner of the bed, wearing a crumpled undershirt, his face was pale and bloodless, because he hadn't eaten for two days, the grains were not exhausted, and his lips were chapped.

A pair of dark eye circles showed how long he hadn't rested.

Except for the bed, the room was full of debris, the seat was broken, the clothes were torn, and the floor was in disarray, as if it had been robbed by bandits.

He muttered in his mouth, back and forth: "I am a sinner, I am a bad person, I should die, I don't deserve to live."

After an unknown amount of time, he bumped into the pillar with a 'wow' and slipped on the bed.

"Did you hear the sound?" The guard outside approached the door.

"Master?" There was no sound.

"There's no sound inside, hurry up and knock on the door!" The guard knocked open the door and found the young master lying on the bed, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

"Call the doctor, inform Lord Hou..." Ninghou's mansion suddenly became chaotic.

Marquis Ning hurried over, grabbed the doctor who was taking the pulse and asked, "What's wrong with him? Is there something wrong..."

"Master Hou, don't worry, my son is suffering from a lack of energy and blood. He lacks nutrition and hasn't had a good rest. It will be fine if he wakes up and takes good care of him. It's just..."

The doctor was concentrating on taking the pulse.

"Just what?" Ning Hou was anxious.

"My son is overly sad, his heart is damaged, and he needs heart medicine for his heart disease. Lord Hou needs to persuade him more, and he must not provoke him any more!"

"Thank you doctor, go down and prescribe the medicine." Ning Hou sat on the edge of the bed worriedly, while the servants were cleaning the room.

Ninghou held Ning Huaijun's hand: "Jun'er, why can't you figure it out, everything Grandpa did was for you, it's okay if you don't understand now, you will understand later."

"Damn me, I don't deserve to live, Xiao Liu, Xiao Liu forgive me..." the unconscious Ning Huaijun muttered intermittently.

Ninghou approached, and when he heard the ugly face behind him, he squeezed the quilt tightly with his hands, and looked deeply at Ning Huaijun.

"Do you care about that girl so much? Does it mean that you can get better when she's gone? "

An indifferent voice echoed in the bed curtain.

Ning Huaijun was sweating on his forehead, his face was uncomfortable, and he struggled, "No...can't..."

Ning Hou's eyes turned cold, and he sneered: "What can't be done? Can't let her die or can't let her live? Get up and tell grandpa, what do you want?"

"Can't... can't..." Ning Huaijun grimaced, repeating only two words.

"You can't tell, unless you wake up and tell me yourself!" Ning Hou stood up suddenly, but found that the corner of his clothes was caught.

Ning Huaijun woke up leisurely, and slowly raised his head like a gossamer, begging: "Grandpa, I beg you, don't hurt her..."

"What are you begging for? In what capacity are you begging? Look at yourself now, what ability do you have, what qualifications do you have to say such a thing?" Ning Hou looked down indifferently.

"No... Grandpa, you are not like this, please let her go, she doesn't understand anything, she is so kind..." Ning Huaijun firmly grasped the corner of the clothes, and the light in his eyes The lights are faintly visible.

(End of this chapter)