"As soon as the second lady heard that the prince had a high fever, she hurried to see the prince without even having time to finish breakfast."
"Really?" Dongfang Aoshi snorted coldly, not believing what the steward said at all.
It was too late for Wen Wen to hate him. How could he immediately write off the past just because he got sick and still be so nervous about his body?
"It's true, Your Majesty." The steward vowed, "If Your Majesty doesn't believe it, you can call the maid who is serving the Second Young Lady and ask."
As the steward said, he was going to call someone.
Dongfang Aoshi waved his hand, not thinking that there was anything to prove in this matter.
Dongfang Aoshi knew very well how much Wen Wen hated himself.
"I am hungry."
"My subordinates immediately ordered the kitchen. Does the prince want to eat in the hall or in the room?"
"Send it to the room." Dongfang Aoshi glanced at the tall figure at the door, turned around and left.
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Tenderness is awakened by the temptation of the aroma of food.
My whole body felt like it had been run over by a truck. Every movement made me feel sore and no part of it was intact.
That beast from the East!
Even though he is so sick, he can still torture people until they are half dead...
Wen Wen cursed in her heart that he would never lift again, and she sat up to put on her clothes while holding on to her sore body.
Suddenly, his eyes flashed and his clothes were snatched away.
With such strength and gentleness, you don't need to think about it, you already know who it is.
"Dongfang Aoshi, are you done yet?"
Wen Wen looked up angrily and saw the person she expected——
Dongfang Aoshi stood beside the bed, holding her underwear in his hand.
After struggling for almost an hour, she was about to fall apart. He still didn't want to stop?
Did he have to kill her on the bed before he would give up?
Wen Wen gritted her teeth and really wanted to grab a pair of scissors and castrate this beast!
Unfortunately, my body was so limp that I couldn't move. I could only yell, "Give me my clothes!"
Dongfang Aoshi didn't say anything. He threw the rag in his hand to the maid, took some new clothes, and sat down by the bed.
As if being burned, Wen Wen jumped up and backed away, far away from Dongfang Aoshi.
Her evasive movements made Dongfang Aoshi's face instantly turn cold, and he breathed dangerously, "Come here!"
"What do you want to do again?" Wen Wenwen hugged the quilt tightly, how could she pass.
"Don't let me repeat this for the third time, come here!" Dongfang Aoshi said with a patient look on his face.
Biting her lip gently, her mind was spinning rapidly——
This beast is so troublesome even when he's sick, so it's better not to offend him.
Lest he really kills me in bed.
Take a deep breath and lean in gently and slowly.
As if he couldn't stand Wen Wen's slow movements, Dongfang Aoshi grabbed her wrist and pulled hard——
Wen Wenwen fell over and fell into Dongfang Aoshi's strong embrace.
The quilt slipped off, and her body covered with red spots of passion was suddenly exposed to the air.
The cold air was coming, and Wen Wen couldn't help but shivered.
The next second, clothes were wrapped around him.
It is the pride of the East.
He actually dressed himself with his own hands?
Wen Wen was stunned, thinking she had seen it wrong——
The East is proud of the world!
That Dongfang Aoshi who threw himself into the lake without mercy, strangled himself to death at every turn, and threatened him all the time!