Fear, fear, worry, anxiety...all kinds of emotions are there.
But he didn't dare to show it, and suppressed it tightly.
Dongfang Aoshi stared closely at Wen Wen——
She turned her back to herself and made no movement, as if she really didn't care at all about the life and death of that servant...
Did he really think too much?
The eyes, as dark as a deep pool, flickered slightly, "Steward."
The steward who had already reached the door was stunned for a moment, then turned around and said, "Your Majesty?"
Dongfang Aoshi waved his hand.
The steward understood immediately, turned around and left.
"ah--"
The steward closed the door very softly.
But like a heavy hammer, it fell hard on Wen Wen.
On the surface, she seemed to feel nothing at all.
My heart has already become a ball of panic.
In just a few seconds, countless terrifying images flashed through my mind————
In every scene, Huangfu Hao is covered in blood, and the situation is very tragic...
what to do?
Does she want...
He clenched his fists tenderly, his nails digging deeply into his flesh, and he could no longer bear it any longer.
At this moment, footsteps came from behind.
Wen Wen's expression turned stern, and she quickly released her hands, pretending as if nothing had happened.
The bed next to me sank.
The next second, Dongfang Aoshi's evil voice sounded in his ears, "Second Miss is really drunk?"
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to Gentle's forehead.
Wen Wen frowned and raised her head.
Dongfang Aoshi raised his lips lightly, pinched Gentle's chin forcefully, and turned her around, "It seems that the second lady is not drunk."
"Go away! Don't touch me with your bloody hands!" She gently patted his hand away.
Dongfang Aoshi raised his eyebrows with a half-smiling expression, "Stained with blood? It seems that I didn't do anything just now?"
Wen Wen taunted her lower lip and snorted, "Don't you know what the Ninth Prince has done?"
"If the second young lady didn't tell me, how would I know?" Dongfang Aoshi's black eyes narrowed sinisterly, and in a blink of an eye, he had a calm expression again.
"Forget it if you don't know!" Wen Wen pulled the quilt to cover herself and did not continue to argue.
I don't dare to argue at all.
Dongfang proud of the world is too suspicious.
Anything she says may arouse suspicion.
The only way is to pretend not to care.
Only in this way can Dongfang Aoshi dispel his inner doubts.
Despite thinking this way, Wen Wenwen's chest was still flustered, restless, and very worried.
She had just turned her back and had no idea what kind of looks the steward and Dongfang Aoshi exchanged, and whether Dongfang Aoshi really wanted the steward to lead people to arrest Huangfu Hao and torture him...
What should she do if the manager really goes away?
If Huangfu Hao senses the danger, he won't be arrested obediently, right?
But if the steward threatens Huangfu Hao with himself, then...
When Rou Wen thought of this, she broke out in cold sweat.
But he had to grit his teeth as hard as he could and not show any emotion.
My body was almost as stiff as a stone.
Suddenly, the body suddenly hung in the air and seemed to be moving?
What is Dongfang Aoshi going to do?
Wen Wen was startled and quickly opened the quilt and found that she had been carried to the table.
"What are you doing?" Wen Wen struggled, but her body was wrapped in the quilt, unable to move at all.
Now I am really trapped in a cocoon!
"I am in a good mood today. Second Miss, I will have two more drinks with you." Dongfang Aoshi poured the wine and brought it to Wen Wen's lips.