3353. Chapter 3353 [East] Very trustworthy person 3
"The master arranged him in the Meiyuan where the second lady lived."
Wuming nodded and understood, "Sleep, and after waking up, you will forget what happened today."
After speaking, Wuming recited a string of spells.
Manager Chen, who was originally sitting very well, suddenly turned to the table after listening to the spell.
"Tian Jin."
"Mr. Wuming." Tian Jin was shocked, and was still trapped in the shock that Wuming had just brought to himself, and did not all come back to his senses-
This is the first time he has seen this, such a magical picture...
"Half an hour later, Manager Chen will wake up. You can send her back and I will go to find the prince."
When Wuming came outside Dongfang Aoshi's room, he happened to meet the manager who came out with a plate.
Nothing on the plate moved.
The manager's expression was also extremely worried.
"The prince still doesn't want to eat?" Wuming frowned.
The manager nodded, "Mr. Wuming, what should I do? Since the princess has an accident, the prince will eat nothing. If this continues, the prince's body will not be able to bear it."
"I'll ask the kitchen to send some light stuff here. I'll find a way to let the prince eat something."
"Okay." When the manager heard that Wuming had a way to let Dongfang Aoshi eat, he quickly took his maid to the kitchen to prepare.
Wuming stood in front of the door for a while and raised his hand to knock on the door.
"Knock and knock..."
There was no response in it.
"Prince, I'm in." Wuming said, pushing the door and going in directly.
All the windows were closed, there were no lights, and the room was dark.
Wuming took a while to get used to the light in the room.
I looked around and saw Dongfang Aoshi leaning on the soft couch, with a lot of books in front of me.
He disheveled his hair, his clothes were not changed, his wrinkled, and his face was even more crawling... He looked very decadent and lifeless.
Wuming frowned, walked over, and picked up the books on the ground.
"Prince."
Dongfang Aoshi slowly raised his eyes, looked at Wuming, and looked away again.
Wuming thought he didn't hear it, so he shouted again.
"What's the matter?" Dongfang Aoshi's voice was as hoarse as fire has been refined. "Are you ready for the soul crusting? Then go."
He sat up as he said, shaking his movements and headed to the ground—
If Wuming hadn't responded quickly and supported him, Dongfang Aoshi would have been bleeding from his head at this time.
"Prince, why are you..." Wuming never expected that Dongfang Aoshi would be so decadent.
Didn’t he say that things are not finalized yet, don’t give up too early?
Wuming sighed long, "Prince, you sit down first. I'm here today, not talking about soul-savvy."
Gentle may not die and do not need to pass on the soul.
When Dongfang Aoshi heard that Wuming was not talking about savior, he immediately lay down again and rejected everything from the outside world.
nameless:"……"
At this moment, "Knock and knock...", the knock on the door started.
The manager walked in with the prepared meal, "Mr. Wuming."
"Please keep things, you can guard the door. I have something to say to the prince." Wuming ordered.
"Yes." The manager glanced at Dongfang Aoshi and led the maid out. "The master arranged him in the Meiyuan where the second lady used to live."
Wuming nodded and understood, "Sleep, and after waking up, you will forget what happened today."
After speaking, Wuming recited a string of spells.
Manager Chen, who was originally sitting very well, suddenly turned to the table after listening to the spell.
"Tian Jin."
"Mr. Wuming." Tian Jin was shocked, and was still trapped in the shock that Wuming had just brought to himself, and did not all come back to his senses-
This is the first time he has seen this, such a magical picture...
"Half an hour later, Manager Chen will wake up. You can send her back and I will go to find the prince."
When Wuming came outside Dongfang Aoshi's room, he happened to meet the manager who came out with a plate.
Nothing on the plate moved.
The manager's expression was also extremely worried.
"The prince still doesn't want to eat?" Wuming frowned.
The manager nodded, "Mr. Wuming, what should I do? Since the princess has an accident, the prince will eat nothing. If this continues, the prince's body will not be able to bear it."
"I'll ask the kitchen to send some light stuff here. I'll find a way to let the prince eat something."
"Okay." When the manager heard that Wuming had a way to let Dongfang Aoshi eat, he quickly took his maid to the kitchen to prepare.
Wuming stood in front of the door for a while and raised his hand to knock on the door.
"Knock and knock..."
There was no response in it.
"Prince, I'm in." Wuming said, pushing the door and going in directly.
All the windows were closed, there were no lights, and the room was dark.
Wuming took a while to get used to the light in the room.
I looked around and saw Dongfang Aoshi leaning on the soft couch, with a lot of books in front of me.
He disheveled his hair, his clothes were not changed, his wrinkled, and his face was even more crawling... He looked very decadent and lifeless.
Wuming frowned, walked over, and picked up the books on the ground.
"Prince."
Dongfang Aoshi slowly raised his eyes, looked at Wuming, and looked away again.
Wuming thought he didn't hear it, so he shouted again.
"What's the matter?" Dongfang Aoshi's voice was as hoarse as fire has been refined. "Are you ready for the soul crusting? Then go."
He sat up as he said, shaking his movements and headed to the ground—
If Wuming hadn't responded quickly and supported him, Dongfang Aoshi would have been bleeding from his head at this time.
"Prince, why are you..." Wuming never expected that Dongfang Aoshi would be so decadent.
Didn’t he say that things are not finalized yet, don’t give up too early?
Wuming sighed long, "Prince, you sit down first. I'm here today, not talking about soul-savvy."
Gentle may not die and do not need to pass on the soul.
When Dongfang Aoshi heard that Wuming was not talking about savior, he immediately lay down again and rejected everything from the outside world.
nameless:"……"
At this moment, "Knock and knock...", the knock on the door started.
The manager walked in with the prepared meal, "Mr. Wuming."
"Please keep things, you can guard the door. I have something to say to the prince." Wuming ordered.
"Yes." The manager glanced at Dongfang Aoshi and led the maid out.