Dongfang Aoshi looked at the books on the bookcase indifferently and said nothing.
That look seemed to say, "No need to explain, explanation is just a cover-up."
Wen Wenwen was furious, but there was nothing he could do about Dongfang Aoshi.
You will definitely be pissed off here!
Wen Wen took a deep breath, turned around and left with the book in her arms.
Dongfang Aoshi didn't stop him, he just stood there and watched, his eyes were bottomless and dark...
Wen Wen knew that Dongfang Aoshi was watching her.
She walked quickly, almost rushing, and ran towards the door——
Along the way, I bumped into several chairs, and my whole face wrinkled up in pain.
Wen Wenwen didn't stop and continued to rush forward and backward.
How could you possibly stop when someone was staring at you like this?
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Wen Wenwen rushed back to the room in one breath.
There were bursts of pain in my knees.
Sit down gently, lift up your skirt and take a look——
The area where it was hit was red, as red as a steamed bun.
It only takes a few hits to be so serious...
This body is really not ordinary delicate!
Fortunately, the skin was only swollen and not broken.
Just rub it in and apply ice, and it should be fine in four or five days.
Wen Wen asked the maid to bring ice cubes, wrapped them in layers of cloth, and then carefully put them on her legs to apply them.
My hands were not idle either, I dipped my brush into ink and carefully traced out the words I had just memorized in my mind, stroke by stroke.
"Guanshi... does this word mean 'ya'?" Wen Wen asked.
The steward came over and looked at it again and again.
"How about it?"
"This word..." The steward scratched his head in embarrassment, "I don't know this word..."
"Don't you know?" Wen Rou was stunned. She never expected to hear such an answer, "Didn't you know 'Rou' before?"
How come I changed a word and now I don’t recognize it?
Is it possible that the manager only knows one word?
Tenderness is really puzzling.
"That's just a coincidence..." the steward explained, a drop of cold sweat falling from his forehead.
While Wen Wen wasn't paying attention, he quickly reached out and wiped it away.
"What a coincidence?"
"Well, I have seen the Chinese character 'Rou' written in bronze and seal script in other places before."
"Is that so?" Wen Rou was dubious.
"Yes." The steward bowed slightly respectfully, his attitude was very sincere.
Wen Wen thought about it carefully and felt that it was just a word. There was no need for the manager to lie to himself.
Besides, although the stewards and maids in the palace can all know some characters, they have never gone to school or received formal education. In addition, the golden seal script is not a font used in daily life——
It is human nature for a steward to not know what the word means.
Wen Wen said nothing more and folded the paper and put it away.
Just because the manager doesn't know, doesn't mean others don't know either.
The palace is so big, Wen Wen believes that someone must know this word.
The map paper on the table has been almost flattened.
Wenwen took away the chess pieces, one by one, and collected the pieces.
If the pattern is clear, set it aside.
It has been soaked in water and the pattern has been somewhat blurred. Place it on the other side.
After sorting them, Gentle began to piece them together again.
Many of them were dizzy from the blisters and could not see clearly what was on them.