"Li Cheng Lei Shenbao, what's going on?"

Feng Jiang asked lightly.

"Go back to the third prince, Lei Shenbao killed my young master."

The housekeeper had a sad face.

"He has arrested my young master for a while. No matter what my master said, Lei Shenbao will not let anyone go."

"The spy reported it back two days ago, the young master... is dead."

"That's not all about Lei Shenbao."

Duan Wucheng did not show what the Son of a son should have.

"I didn't care about this child Lang Yu, so there is a reason why Lei Shenbao will catch him."

Duan Wucheng clenched his fists and continued, "I heard that he set fire to several people in Licheng, and another one was a pregnant woman."

"it serves him right!"

Duan Wucheng closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and looked up again.

"The Third Prince, even if you know everything about sulfur, I have no objection to taking the sulfur away."

"Can you negotiate with him for Lei Shenbao?

I don't want the people in the city to suffer because of my private affairs."

"master."

The housekeeper helped Duan Wucheng, "Now our young master is dead, and Lei Shenbao took the opportunity to get rid of the bad luck."

"This is not the master's fault!"

"It's Lang Yu's fault."

Duan Wucheng pulled his hand back from the butler's hand.

"The Third Prince, as long as you come forward, I believe Lei Shenbao will give you face and not attack my city."

"As for who will take care of Yongshan City in the future, it will be up to the third prince, you can decide."

"father."

A woman hurried in from outside and knelt down beside Duan Wucheng.

"Dad, what's wrong with you?

How were you injured?

Dad, are you okay?"

The woman held Duan Wucheng's arm and wanted to touch his injured forehead, but she didn't dare.

"Dad, you are seriously injured. Let's go and I'll go find the doctor to show you."

"Yangyang, daddy is fine!"

Duan Wucheng turned his head and looked at his woman and pulled her.

"Yangyang, this is the third prince, hurry up! I have met the third prince."

Duan Liuyang now turned his eyes on his father and looked at the person on the main seat.

"The Third Prince."

She pursed her lips and lowered her head, "Minister Duan Liuyang has seen the third prince."

Duan Liuyang is beautiful, the key is her skin.

It is fair and transparent, rosy and pink. Its small face is like carved white jade, flawless and transparent, making people look at it endlessly.

"The Third Prince, this is Duan Liuyang, the little daughter of the villain."

Duan Wucheng added a sentence.

"The villain has two sons and one daughter, and Lang Yu is the biggest one. Unfortunately, he was spoiled by his mother since he was a child."

"It's not the first time Lang Yu has caused trouble for his family. It's not beyond my expectations that I..." "Fortunately, I Yangyang and my child Duan Langjun are sensible, so I have no regrets!"

"father."

Duan Wucheng's body shook, and Duan Liuyang immediately supported him, "Dad, you're bleeding too much, I'll bandage it for you."

"I..." "Go bandage first."

Feng Jiang waved his hand.

At this moment, a tall man in a dark suit walked in.

Duan Liuyang helped Duan Wucheng stand up, and Duan Wucheng shook his body again and fell forward.

"father."

Things happened too quickly, Duan Liuyang hugged his father tightly, but he still lacked strength.

"father."

Seeing this, the man entering the door strode forward.

He helped Duan Wucheng before it fell.

Duan Liuyang failed to stand firm and directly hit the man.

After the man vacated one, he took Duan Liuyang.

Duan Liuyang was panicked and crashed into the man's arms.

The eyes met, and both of them were slightly stunned.

"Girl, are you okay?"

Zhao Yusheng frowned slightly and asked softly.

Although he knew that this girl was not intentional, Zhao Yusheng was still not used to having a woman throwing herself into her arms.

"I...is okay."

Duan Liuyang blinked, immediately stood firm and left the man.

"Yangyang, are you okay?"

Duan Wucheng breathed heavily.

"father."

Duan Liuyang then realized and held Duan Wucheng's palm, "Dad, what's wrong with you?"

Soon, she let go of Duan Wucheng and knelt down towards Fengjiang.

"Third Prince, my father has not closed his eyes for three days and three nights. Please give me kindness and let my father rest for a while."

"Okay, take it down."

Feng Jiang waved his hand.

"Thank you the Third Prince."

Duan Liuyang thanked him and stood up.

The housekeeper had already arrived beside Duan Wucheng: "Young Master, thank you for helping me, I..." Zhao Yusheng glanced at Duan Liuyang's thin arm and said softly: "I'll do it, where will I take it?"

"good."

Duan Liuyang nodded, "My father's wing is right next to you, please come with me."

"I'm fine, Uncle Liu, I can't neglect the third prince."

Duan Wucheng's face became paler and paler.

"Master, I understand. Master, don't talk now. I'll go to the doctor."

The housekeeper was very anxious.

"I'm a doctor."

Feng Jiuer stood up and walked over, "Let me show him."

The city lord's family doesn't even have a doctor, and it looks really poor.

"good."

The housekeeper looked back at Feng Jiuer, "Girl, I'm going to bother you."

Even though I didn't know if Feng Jiuer could, the butler believed it when he looked into her eyes.

Duan Wucheng's wing room was next to the main hall of the house, and Zhao Yusheng and the butler helped him in.

"I'm fine, I'm really fine."

Lying on the bed, Duan Wucheng wanted to sit up.

"Lying down, you don't look like you're okay."
To be continued...