3283. Chapter 3283 [Eastern] How can there be so many words 13
But others didn't come, but the news kept coming-
The manager always talks about Dongfang Aoshi’s recent situation in front of him.
Of course, it wasn't for her to hear.
It's just for Yaohua to listen to.
After that time, Yaohua stayed at Wenrou and never went back.
Wenrou was alone in the palace, and there were no one to talk to, and she was quite bored, so she naturally did not object to Yaohua staying.
But... the manager really said too much.
I was gentle several times and wanted to stop me.
She didn't want to hear anything related to Dongfang Aoshi, and wanted the manager to take Yaohua aside and talk.
But Yaohua was very attached to her and followed her all the time.
Gentle has no choice but to lose his temper with a child, so he can only endure it.
"The prince has never taken good medicine. It's useless to persuade anyone. His health is getting worse and worse. If this continues, I am really worried. Will something happen to the prince..." The manager said to Yaohua, but his eyes were still on his face.
Look at Wenrou.
Gentle ignores it and looks down at his own book.
"Does my uncle feel uncomfortable? Why doesn't he take medicine?" Yaohua asked anxiously.
He is still a child and can't see anything wrong with the affairs and gentleness.
"Your Majesty...is in a bad mood."
"I'm in a bad mood? Why is my uncle in a bad mood?"
"Uh... children, don't ask too much about adults." The manager glanced at Wenru and found that her hands were tightly clenched.
I was afraid of causing gentle disgust, so I didn't continue to talk.
"Oh." Xiao Yaohua nodded in a vague way, and ran to gentle face, "Auntie."
"What's the matter?" Wenrou put down the book in her hand, frowned and looked at the manager.
She thought the manager had said something to Yaohua secretly and asked Yaohua to be a lobbyist.
Useless!
No matter who comes, she will never forgive Dongfang Aoshi!
Take a deep breath and prepare for rejection.
"Can I go and see my uncle?" Xiao Yaohua asked with her big eyes blinking.
Unexpectedly, Yaohua would make such a request, Wenrou was stunned.
After a while, I realized that my voice was slightly astringent, "Of course."
"Auntie doesn't like my uncle." Xiao Yaohua frowned in distress, "Will my aunt like me even if I go?"
This is why Xiao Yaohua was obviously worried about Dongfang Aoshi, but he tried to say something in front of him several times, but in the end he didn't say anything?
Wenrou was hit on her chest, "No, Yaohua is going to see anyone, and my aunt won't be angry."
"real?"
"real."
"Now," the fat little hand stretched out.
Tenderly stretch out your little finger.
The two of them tied the hook and stamped the seal.
With this guarantee, Xiao Yaohua immediately followed the maid to see his beloved uncle happily.
The manager did not leave immediately, and looked at gentle, "Princess, Princess..."
"Ba"
Wen Rou Shu slapped the table and turned back to the room.
The manager couldn't persuade Wen Rou, so he could only sigh and turn around and leave.
"Uncle! Uncle! Uncle!" Xiao Yaohua rushed all the way and shouted all the way.
Dongfang Aoshi was sleeping in a daze. He vaguely heard someone calling him, frowned, and got up from the soft couch.
Heading towards him, a small cannonball rushed over.
"Uncle!" Xiao Yaohua jumped onto him, "I'll come to see you." But others didn't come, but the news kept coming-
The manager always talks about Dongfang Aoshi’s recent situation in front of him.
Of course, it wasn't for her to hear.
It's just for Yaohua to listen to.
After that time, Yaohua stayed at Wenrou and never went back.
Wenrou was alone in the palace, and there were no one to talk to, and she was quite bored, so she naturally did not object to Yaohua staying.
But... the manager really said too much.
I was gentle several times and wanted to stop me.
She didn't want to hear anything related to Dongfang Aoshi, and wanted the manager to take Yaohua aside and talk.
But Yaohua was very attached to her and followed her all the time.
Gentle has no choice but to lose his temper with a child, so he can only endure it.
"The prince has never taken good medicine. It's useless to persuade anyone. His health is getting worse and worse. If this continues, I am really worried. Will something happen to the prince..." The manager said to Yaohua, but his eyes were still on his face.
Look at Wenrou.
Gentle ignores it and looks down at his own book.
"Does my uncle feel uncomfortable? Why doesn't he take medicine?" Yaohua asked anxiously.
He is still a child and can't see anything wrong with the affairs and gentleness.
"Your Majesty...is in a bad mood."
"I'm in a bad mood? Why is my uncle in a bad mood?"
"Uh... children, don't ask too much about adults." The manager glanced at Wenru and found that her hands were tightly clenched.
I was afraid of causing gentle disgust, so I didn't continue to talk.
"Oh." Xiao Yaohua nodded in a vague way, and ran to gentle face, "Auntie."
"What's the matter?" Wenrou put down the book in her hand, frowned and looked at the manager.
She thought the manager had said something to Yaohua secretly and asked Yaohua to be a lobbyist.
Useless!
No matter who comes, she will never forgive Dongfang Aoshi!
Take a deep breath and prepare for rejection.
"Can I go and see my uncle?" Xiao Yaohua asked with her big eyes blinking.
Unexpectedly, Yaohua would make such a request, Wenrou was stunned.
After a while, I realized that my voice was slightly astringent, "Of course."
"Auntie doesn't like my uncle." Xiao Yaohua frowned in distress, "Will my aunt like me even if I go?"
This is why Xiao Yaohua was obviously worried about Dongfang Aoshi, but he tried to say something in front of him several times, but in the end he didn't say anything?
Wenrou was hit on her chest, "No, Yaohua is going to see anyone, and my aunt won't be angry."
"real?"
"real."
"Now," the fat little hand stretched out.
Tenderly stretch out your little finger.
The two of them tied the hook and stamped the seal.
With this guarantee, Xiao Yaohua immediately followed the maid to see his beloved uncle happily.
The manager did not leave immediately, and looked at gentle, "Princess, Princess..."
"Ba"
Wen Rou Shu slapped the table and turned back to the room.
The manager couldn't persuade Wen Rou, so he could only sigh and turn around and leave.