Could it be...Is she worried about Dongfang Aoshi?
impossible!
She couldn't worry about that demon!
It is because there is not a single person around and I feel empty that I am so depressed.
right!
This must be the case!
Gentle took a deep breath, picked up the spoon again, and continued to eat.
Just then, a burst of rapid footsteps sounded outside.
Gentle frowned, and his first reaction was that the manager led the maid over.
I cleaned up briefly and went out to see.
really.
The manager led a large group of maids to come here hurriedly.
You don’t have to think about what they are doing—
It must be to let myself go over and take care of Dongfang Aoshi.
Gentle cannot take care of Dongfang Aoshi!
Turning back to the kitchen.
When the manager arrived, Wenrou just bolted the door.
"Princess, Princess, Princess..." The manager kept shouting outside, slamming the door, and his tone was very anxious, "The prince's fever does not go away, and we all have no choice..."
Gentleness didn't hear it.
"Princess, please open the door..." The manager's voice rang unswervingly.
The more gentle you listen, the more annoying you become. You might as well cover your ears.
I thought that as long as I ignored it, I would leave after a while.
As a result, the manager shouted for almost half an hour, but he had no intention of stopping.
Gentle is locked in the kitchen, and she is really annoyed.
In fact, the kitchen has windows, a person's height, and a chair can be used to climb out.
But Wenrou is pregnant now and dare not make too many moves, for fear of hurting the child.
So, I could only sit and wait in the chair.
The manager is still outside, chatting constantly—
"Princess, the prince is really serious. If you continue to burn like this, it will really burn your brain."
"Princess, none of us can do anything to the prince."
"Princess, if you don't look at the prince, you also look at the child..."
"Princess, do you really have the heart to let the prince burn to death like this?"
"Princess, no matter what the prince said, he is also the father of the child in your belly..."
Gentle shrank in the farthest corner from the door, and his ears were already blocked, but the voice of the business was getting louder and louder, and I could hear it clearly, and there was no way to avoid it.
In the next half hour, the manager still did not stop Moyin.
Just a few words, repeating, repeating, repeating again and again...
It was like a loud trumpet outside, so annoying that it was almost unbearable.
I want to go out, but I don’t want to pay attention to Dongfang Aoshi.
I looked around and found that the place where the firewood was placed was covered with thick straw.
I passed by gentleness, I simply sorted it out, and lay down to sleep.
When you fall asleep, you no longer have to be abused by the manager with your voice like this.
I didn't sleep much all night last night, and after eating something, Gentlem was already sleepy.
After lying down for a while, I fell asleep in a daze.
The magic sound in charge of the affairs was gradually inaudible.
The manager was still repeating the words just now, and he wanted to call gentleness out of the kitchen even though he wanted to die.
But as he screamed, the manager suddenly felt strange—
The sleepiness in the kitchen became quiet and there was no sound.
Just now, she heard anxious footsteps walking around. Why did she become so wrong?
Could it be...Is she worried about Dongfang Aoshi?
impossible!
She couldn't worry about that demon!
It is because there is not a single person around and I feel empty that I am so depressed.
right!
This must be the case!
Gentle took a deep breath, picked up the spoon again, and continued to eat.
Just then, a burst of rapid footsteps sounded outside.
Gentle frowned, and his first reaction was that the manager led the maid over.
I cleaned up briefly and went out to see.
really.
The manager led a large group of maids to come here hurriedly.
You don’t have to think about what they are doing—
It must be to let myself go over and take care of Dongfang Aoshi.
Gentle cannot take care of Dongfang Aoshi!
Turning back to the kitchen.
When the manager arrived, Wenrou just bolted the door.
"Princess, Princess, Princess..." The manager kept shouting outside, slamming the door, and his tone was very anxious, "The prince's fever does not go away, and we all have no choice..."
Gentleness didn't hear it.
"Princess, please open the door..." The manager's voice rang unswervingly.
The more gentle you listen, the more annoying you become. You might as well cover your ears.
I thought that as long as I ignored it, I would leave after a while.
As a result, the manager shouted for almost half an hour, but he had no intention of stopping.
Gentle is locked in the kitchen, and she is really annoyed.
In fact, the kitchen has windows, a person's height, and a chair can be used to climb out.
But Wenrou is pregnant now and dare not make too many moves, for fear of hurting the child.
So, I could only sit and wait in the chair.
The manager is still outside, chatting constantly—
"Princess, the prince is really serious. If you continue to burn like this, it will really burn your brain."
"Princess, none of us can do anything to the prince."
"Princess, if you don't look at the prince, you also look at the child..."
"Princess, do you really have the heart to let the prince burn to death like this?"
"Princess, no matter what the prince said, he is also the father of the child in your belly..."
Gentle shrank in the farthest corner from the door, and his ears were already blocked, but the voice of the business was getting louder and louder, and I could hear it clearly, and there was no way to avoid it.
In the next half hour, the manager still did not stop Moyin.
Just a few words, repeating, repeating, repeating again and again...
It was like a loud trumpet outside, so annoying that it was almost unbearable.
I want to go out, but I don’t want to pay attention to Dongfang Aoshi.
I looked around and found that the place where the firewood was placed was covered with thick straw.
I passed by gentleness, I simply sorted it out, and lay down to sleep.
When you fall asleep, you no longer have to be abused by the manager with your voice like this.
I didn't sleep much all night last night, and after eating something, Gentlem was already sleepy.
After lying down for a while, I fell asleep in a daze.
The magic sound in charge of the affairs was gradually inaudible.