When the entourage saw Lord Ping Zhang coming out in person, they couldn't help but look alert and quickly approached him, for fear that the young man who suddenly vomited blood and became crazy would make a very unpredictable dangerous move.

But Jia Pingzhang did not approach, but just stood in front of the door and looked at the scene under the corridor.

His eyes fell on "Zhao Chonghuan" who was firmly held by Huashan, and his drooping eyelids shook quietly, and a cold and questioning light flashed through it.

He calmly said to Liao Yingzhong with a faint tone but extremely powerful voice: "Go and call the doctor!"

Huashan's eyes shook almost imperceptibly when he heard this, and his hands holding Luo He who was holding "Zhao Chonghuan" tightened.

Liao Ying knocked at the middle of the teeth and bowed to instruct the people below to call the doctor in the palace.

Following the escort, he trotted out all the way.

Mu Hongsheng raised his mouth playfully and watched coldly.

But as soon as Suihu ran to the moon gate, he suddenly heard a "Ouch" sound. It turned out that he had bumped into a place with a servant who rushed in from outside.

"No, it's amazing," the servant ran and shouted, "Old husband is amazing-"

Seeing that his servant was so disobedient, Liao Yingzhong frowned suddenly, subconsciously glanced at Jia Pingzhang, and immediately scolded the other party: "How can this be done in front of my husband?"

The servant ran closer and hesitated when he heard this, but his face was still panicked.

"Little man, the villain has something important to report!" He quickly knelt down and stammered.

"Speak quickly!"

"Nine, Aunt Jiu, die--dead!"

This statement was like a thunderous sound, and Liao Yingzhong's expression changed drastically.

He immediately turned around and looked at Jia Pingzhang.

Jia Pingzhang's cold expression, which was still so serious and terrifying, suddenly cracked, his eyes were dark and deep, and he asked in disbelief: "What did you say?"

The servant who was lying on the ground couldn't help but tremble all over, and did not dare to look up. He just plucked up the courage to repeat: "Auntie Jiu, you're dead!"

"Old husband?" Liao Yingzhong couldn't help but leaned forward half a step forward worriedly, almost trying to reach out to support Jia Pingzhang.

Jia Pingzhang strode to the servant, reached out and grabbed the servant's clothes, his eyes grimly: "How did she die?"

"Say, it seems to be poisonous, it's poisoned!" The servant was forced to look at the fierce master and replied with a trembling mouth.

Jia Pingzhang shook his hand hard and walked out quickly.

His sleeve hit the servant's face, and the latter did not dare to move slightly. He held back the pain and hurried to lead the way.

Liao Yingzhong hurriedly followed, and in a blink of an eye he saw "Wei Ruxin" who was still stalemate in the original place. He quickly said, "The third young master brought Zhao Chonghuan back first!"

When Huashan heard this, he quietly breathed a sigh of relief and signaled to understand.

Then, the group outside Yuli Hall followed Jia Pingzhang and left quickly.

Finally, Mu Hongsheng's figure was not too busy. He approached Huashan, and his eyes swept across Huashan's cold face like a snake, and then entangled in the fainting "Zhao Chonghuan" Luo He. He jumped a few times before snorting and leaving.

Seeing this, Huashan quietly twisted out a pill from his palm, quickly untied the acupoints of Luohe, and fed him.

Soon, the latter's extensive breathing gradually calmed down.

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On the side, outside the gate of Qingxuan Courtyard, there were crowds of people, just like in front of the bamboo forest beside the Qili Lotus Pond that day, everyone whispered with secret eyes.

It's dead again!

Pingzhang Mansion is indeed a ghost!

This is the only thought that everyone has at this moment.

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Junan: My sister is working hard, you can calm down and do only this thing and write!
Chapter completed!