Chapter 572

When the bodyguard saw him go away, he kowtowed heavily and grieved, "Lord, why don't you let your subordinates avenge you?"

He was unwilling, but he had to obey the order of King Ping.

After Ping Wang disappeared around the corner, he got up, wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and turned to Jingyi's yard.

Since the Lord wants him to keep it, he will keep it until the little master is born. As for the others, we will talk about them later.

As soon as king Ping stepped into the Linyuan courtyard, the housekeeper met him. As soon as he saw his appearance, he hurried forward to help him.

"Lord, it was just fine. How can it be in the blink of an eye..."

"Nothing, you help me in first." Ping Wang shook his head and put all his weight on the housekeeper. After the housekeeper helped him into the study door, he fell powerlessly on the soft couch.

"Lord, I'm going to call the government doctor now. Wait a minute."

The housekeeper turned and was about to leave, but was stopped by King Ping.

"No, it's too late." King Ping shook his head and asked the housekeeper to come back. Fang said, "I have something important to tell you. Listen carefully to me."

The housekeeper's eyes were red, but he couldn't beat Ping Wang. He could only kneel on the ground and nodded heavily, "Lord, you say, the servant will do it hard."

"Well, you've always been a careful man. Of course I'm at ease."

Ping Wang nodded, took a deep breath and pressed down the surging blood gas. Fang continued, "when I go here, the most worrying thing is Jing Yi and her baby. I have ordered Mo Ling to take care of it. It's not enough. You should understand what I mean."

The housekeeper nodded and sobbed in his voice, "the slave understands that the slave will do his best to take care of the princess. With his future son, please rest assured that as long as there are slaves in one day, they will not suffer."

His life was saved by the Lord, and naturally he will die for the Lord.

Now it's just for him to take care of Jingyi and his baby. Naturally, he will respond.

No matter how difficult the road will be in the future, and no matter what will happen, in short, since he should now, he will abide by his promise to King Ping and take good care of them. Unless he dies first, he will definitely take care of them as a prince.

The king knew his loyalty, so after the housekeeper said these words, he was relieved.

"Well, I'm relieved to work hard for Uncle Zhang." Ping Wang said this hard, his chest churned again, forcing him to open his mouth again and spit out black blood.

"Lord, are you poisoned?" the housekeeper realized that his Lord was poisoned.

"Yes, who hurt you?" he said, gnashing his teeth, his eyes bursting with anger.

"There's no need to investigate this matter. It's useless." Wang Ping finally calmed down the surging blood and shook his head at the housekeeper, "remember, take good care of the princess and the son..."

Before he finished, King Ping's Qi and blood rushed, and he couldn't support it again. The whole man fell down.

"Lord!"

The housekeeper rushed forward, ignoring the rules, directly hugged King Ping in his arms and roared bitterly.

It's just useless. Ping Wang's breath slowly weakens, and there is no breath in a moment. Even if the housekeeper calls again and how to deliver internal power to his body, there is no way to reverse the speed of Ping Wang's death.

After confirming that the prince was dead, the housekeeper put him well under the soft couch. He kowtowed to him three times and stayed for more than half an hour. After pressing down his grief, Fang slowly got up and walked slowly to Jingyi's yard as if he were ten years old, intending to tell his only master about the news.

But he didn't want to meet Mo Ling outside the courtyard. As Ping Wang said, he had arranged to take good care of Jingyi's mother and son.

"Ink bodyguard." the housekeeper looked normal except that he was pale.

"You come here now, isn't it the Lord..." Mo Ling glanced at him faintly, pressed his grief and asked softly.

The housekeeper nodded. He couldn't say anything at all, and his tears slipped down again.

"Damn it." Mo Ling turned and threw his fist heavily on the wall. His eyes were red and stained with extreme anger and murderous spirit.

"Moling, do you know how the LORD was poisoned?" the housekeeper looked at his abnormal behavior and asked urgently.

"I don't know." after Mo Ling had luck and pressed down his anger, he turned and returned to cold.

"You don't know how to get so excited?" the housekeeper didn't believe it.

"The master is gone. Do you want me to keep calm?" moling asked the housekeeper.

Let the housekeeper instantly stunned on the spot and said with shame in his eyes, "sorry, I shouldn't say that."

Mo Ling shook his head, "you go in, the side imperial concubine is inside."

He didn't want to talk to the housekeeper.

He was afraid that he would tell the secret if he was not careful.

This is the secret that the Lord asked him to keep. He should keep it anyway.

If it really comes to the day when he can't keep it, he will cut off his tongue.

Thinking of this, Mo Ling clenched the long sword in his hand and secretly made up his mind.

The housekeeper took a deep look at him. He could no longer see his psychological activities under his calm expression. He sighed and ran to the yard.

After entering, what he saw was the door where he sat down. He couldn't cry his own view.

He guessed that moling had told Jingyi about the Lord. She was so sad that she sighed and hurried forward.

"Princess, you can't sit here even if you are sad. Be careful of your baby. This is the only root left by the prince."

The housekeeper asked the girls to help Jingyi get up and whispered.

Jingyi was vaguely helped up and didn't listen to the housekeeper for a moment.

"Princess, listen to the servant's advice. People can't come back from death, but you still have the hope of the prince in your stomach, so no matter how sad you are, it's not difficult to fall down, even if the servant asks you."

The housekeeper followed Jingyi and stood beside the soft couch, wiping his tears and persuading the captain to get up.

Jingyi suddenly stopped crying, grabbed the housekeeper's hand, looked at him, trembled his lips and held it for a long time. "You, what do you say about him?"

The housekeeper was stunned. "You, don't you know?"

He thought Jingyi knew he came.

"What should I know?"

Jing Yi's voice kept rising, and his hand holding the housekeeper became heavier and heavier. "I only know that he was poisoned. He said he would be fine. He, how can he die?"

She was incoherent. She looked at the housekeeper and the familiar strange house. For a moment, she couldn't tell whether she had been with Ping Wang in a dream or in reality.

"How can you become like this when you say you want to love me well?"

Her eyes were empty. She looked at a point not far away and stayed still. It was like being stunned