Chapter 4080

Zhuang Qingyun sighed in a low voice: "It's so offensive, I hope I was not rude just now, Miss, the second young master's affairs, also need Missy to help the housekeeper to deal with it..."

Zhuang Xiaoyu struggled to sit up: "I'm fine, this priest's mansion is just in time for employing people, I will definitely help the housekeeper handle the funeral of the second brother."

Zhuang Qingyun stood up: "Miss, I'm a little dizzy, so I'll go back first."

"Thank you."

Zhuang Qingyun raised his hand and pressed his forehead, and walked out staggeringly, only to feel the blackness in front of his eyes one after another. He originally thought that it was only caused by his poor health in the past few days, so he didn't pay much attention to it, so he took a step along the corridor Step out of the courtyard.

At the gate of the courtyard, Zhuang Qingyun glanced at the three of them when he saw that the three hadn't left yet, "Miss is already awake, so I won't bother the three of you. Please go back where you came from."

The doctor laughed sullenly: "Good boy, you dare to meddle in other people's affairs when you are about to die."

The physicist stroked his mustache: "It should be a long life, but what a pity, what a pity!"

Zhuang Qingyun ignored the three pretending to be ghosts, and walked towards the courtyard.

The housekeeper was too busy to touch the floor, the high priest was sick and had to arrange someone to watch over him, at critical moments, the young master Zhuang Minghao would just kneel in front of the mourning hall and hold the coffin and cry to death, the young lady Zhuang Xiaoyu was sick again, so she didn't dare to overdo it nagging.

Originally, he planned that Zhuang Qingyun could help him, but one night later, the servant came to report that Zhuang Qingyun fell ill again and couldn't even stand up.

The butler didn't know what to do, so he had to tell Zhuang Xiaoyu.

Zhuang Xiaoyu invited the witch doctor to go there, but the witch doctor still couldn't find anything, and he didn't know why he had this symptom, but Zhuang Qingyun was limp like a bug without bones, he couldn't lift his strength all over his body, and even had to speak It took a lot of energy.

Zhuang Xiaoyu was at a loss: "Brother Qingyun, there is really no other way, can I ask the doctor to come over and take your pulse?"

When mentioning the doctor, Zhuang Qingyun seemed to think of something in a blink of an eye: "No, the symptoms of my disease are the hands and feet of that man secretly..."

Zhuang Xiaoyu clenched his fists: "I will arrest that man and force him to save you."

Zhuang Qingyun shook his head: "Miss, there is no need to take this risk for me, just wait a little longer, Ah Yan is probably coming back, these days, you stay in your own courtyard and don't go anywhere... .”

When the housekeeper came to see Zhuang Qingyun, he found that Zhuang Xiaoyu was there, and said: "Miss, I heard that the Min family sent people over, but because the mansion was busy, they were driven away by those three people. I don't know where the Min mansion is." What news did you send over..."

When Zhuang Xiaoyu heard this, an unknown fire sprang up from her body, and she walked out: "Is this priest's house surnamed Zhuang or has it been handed over to those three outsiders, this lady should ask clearly. …”

The housekeeper was so frightened that he quickly grabbed Zhuang Xiaoyu: "Miss, please bear with me for a few more days. After the second young master is buried and buried in peace, it will not be too late for you to seek justice..."

The whole mansion is already in a state of restlessness, and if we continue to toss it, we don't know what kind of chaos it will become. These three people are afraid that the world will not be chaotic. The more chaos in the mansion, the more the high priest will treat these people. Reliance and trust...

Thinking of Zhuang Mingyan's tragic death, Zhuang Xiaoyu could only forcefully suppress the anger in her heart.