Before Zhuang Tang understood the meaning of these words, he felt a pain in his waist and his whole body suddenly softened, and he was in a posture of going up on the ground.

Zhuang Tang: "......???"

Fortunately, Zhuang Tang was quickly supported by Rong Huang's eyes and hands, which prevented him from making a fool of himself in front of Zhuang Qiwen and Bai's.

Rong Huang seemed to be holding on to Zhuang Tang, who was as pale as a layer of white putty, and looked at Duan Wang accusingly, "Father, you scared my husband!"

Duan Wang: "???"

Zhuang Tang: "???"

Princess Duan: "..."

She came, she came, Rong Huang, the little white-faced little green tea, came with her superb acting skills.

Concubine Duan's breathing was heavy, and seeing Rong Huang's act of acting, she knew that she was going to provoke trouble.

Concubine Duan wanted to hold King Duan, lest he would end up like her, but he wanted to run away but was scrupulous about his manners, so he could only end with a strong smile.

It was just that the hand that was placed on King Duan's arm was thrown away mercilessly by King Duan.

Concubine Duan looked at King Duan incredulously.

Sure enough, dog men are the least reliable.

Call your cousin when you like you, and lift you out with a kick when you don't like you.

Oh, man:)

Concubine Duan retracted her hand and sat back, her waist straightened, very similar to the posture of the students in the school, and her face was horrible.

After throwing away the hand of the princess Duan, King Duan stood up, glared, and shouted violently, "What are you talking about? Do you dare to question this king? That's how the Rong family taught you?"

Rong Huang rolled his eyes secretly in his heart, and by the way, he blasted the bearded Duan Wang.

The Rong family’s livestock and Duan Wang’s were one of two, and she wanted them to crawl sooner or later.

Rong Huang's heart was broken, and his face was still sad and distressed.

"Now that your husband has not recovered, what can you do if you are frightened and pass by accidentally? How can you scare your husband so much? Don't you want your husband to recover?"

Rong Huang's sharp three consecutive questions made Duan Wang stunned.

To be honest, he doesn't care about Zhuang Tang's life or death.

If Zhuang Tang died, he would set off firecrackers to blow him up for seven days and seven nights.

He naturally doesn't care about the children born to the most disgusting woman.

King Duan was not Master Jian Bitch, thinking that Rong Huang's deeds were true, and he remained silent for a long while, questioning from his soul.

"He's a big man, really can't stand the scare?"

As the person next to King Duan's pillow, Concubine Duan naturally knew that King Duan was a little bit scared at this time, and she didn't like him even more.

Sure enough, Rong Huang's combat effectiveness was too strong, and neither the concubine nor the prince could do her.

Princess Duan almost hated the old thief Rong Yuanhua at this moment.

Where did the timid and cowardly daughter whom I said at the beginning go?

Rong Huang freed a hand to wipe the non-existent tears at the corner of his eye, and distressedly dragged the dizzy Zhuang Tang onto the chair and sat down.

"The poison in the husband was too yin and evil, and the husband hurt his body and became weaker naturally."

Zhuang Tang, who was forced to hurt his body: "..."

After hearing Rong Huang's words, Duan Wang felt that everything was justified inexplicably.

He knows how powerful the Turkic poison is, and Zhuang Tang can live his fortune-telling.

But looking at Rong Huang and Zhuang Tang who passed out, Duan Wang always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

Duan Wang was so annoyed to death, it really had nothing to do with Zhuang Tang.

King Duan put Xia Zhuang Tang in the corner of his eyes, shaking his hand coldly, "Okay, since...there's all like this, I'll go back first, please, tomorrow is also OK."