Does the lord lack a pendant?

Chapter 1111
The guard outside the house saw something was wrong and rushed in immediately, only to see the regent sitting on the ground with his head in his hands on his legs, his body bent, like a huge overlord on the verge of death.

The guards froze there, the air in the room was so low that it was hard to breathe.

They unconsciously glanced at Yue Jianxi lying on the bed.

Yes, the princess is dead, no matter how strong the prince is, he will be sad, after all, he was such a spoiled woman.

But luckily, the once beautiful concubine suddenly lost her beauty, so she really couldn't like her anymore.

The regent is also suffering in his heart, and he must feel a little guilty.

After all, it was all about saving him.

"Master, how are you?" the guard asked boldly.

A group of powerful air currents came over, and the guards backed out of the door unconsciously, only to hear a bang, and the door was closed.

The guard patted his chest, it was so dangerous that he almost died in Huangquan.

I really shouldn't disturb Grandpa at this time.

The cold wind outside the house is cold, but it is much better than the air pressure inside the house.

When Xiao Lu came back, he saw the relieved expressions of the guards, and couldn't help frowning and asked, "How is your lord?"

The guard replied in a low voice worriedly: "No one is allowed to go in. He is sitting on the ground holding his head. The subordinate thinks he may be crying."

Xiao Lu snorted softly: "What nonsense, why would you cry?"

"This subordinate is talking nonsense, this subordinate should die..." The guard knelt down on one knee.

That's right, who is the lord, who is so high and mighty, how could he cry? Absolutely not, it must be his illusion.

"Get up." Xiao Lu looked at the door worriedly.

He walked over and knocked on the door with some hesitation: "Master... what you ordered has been done, is there anything else you need to do?"

In the past, he also followed the master, but the general affairs were handled by Brother Chen. It was the first time he had full authority to handle it, and he was always uncertain.

There was silence in the room and no one answered him.

Xiao Lu was not in a hurry, he stood at the door and waited patiently.

A cup of tea passed, a stick of incense passed, a quarter of an hour passed, half an hour passed, and there was still no movement in the room.

Xiao Lu began to feel a little worried. He glanced at the guard kneeling on the ground and asked in a low voice, "Get up. What the hell is your lord doing?"

The guard stood up and whispered in front of him: "When I first entered, I saw the Lord sitting on the ground, covering his head, looking very strange..."

"Then why didn't you just say that!" Xiao Lu shouted angrily.

"The subordinate said, you didn't believe it."

Xiao Lu swept him a glance: "Since you find something is wrong, you should put the safety of the master first, you!"

He turned around and kicked open the door and rushed in. The air pressure in the room was still suffocating, and Lian Hesheng maintained the posture that the guards had first seen.

Xiao Lu hesitated for a moment, closed the door, and walked over lightly: "Master, how are you? It's cold on the ground. Let's go to bed with the princess."

Lian Hesheng still didn't move, Xiao Lu's heart skipped a beat, and he rushed over to push Lian Hesheng: "Master?"

Lian Lusheng fell to the ground without any resistance, his eyes were closed tightly, as if he had fallen asleep.

Xiao Lu's face changed greatly in fright: "Master, wake up, what's wrong with you?"

After pushing it several times but still not waking up, Xiao Lu hurriedly pinched him, but there was still no response, he hurriedly shouted: "Go to the doctor, hurry up!"

(End of this chapter)