"What happened to Lankou?"
Qi Changrong still hadn't realized the severity of the situation until this moment.
He was holding a glass of wine and casually sipping it as he asked.
The old madam was too scared.
She shivered for a good while and simply couldn't get the words out.
It was Zhu Yue, who got along well with her, that cried out, "Your Highness, Lankou is dead! Lankou has been murdered!"
"Bang!"
The wineglass in Qi Changrong's hand fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.
Just like his heart.
It also shattered into fragments.
"What did you say?"
He thought he had heard wrong. How could Lankou be dead? She had just left his presence. It was only 15 minutes ago, how could she possibly be dead?
"Nonsense!"
He didn't believe it and was very angry. He was furious that she dared to curse his Lankou with such an ominous statement, "How dare you! Zhu Yue, have you grown tired of living, daring to curse my Lankou like that! Guards! Guards!"
