"I said it was a joke, you won't take it seriously, right?" Dongfang Aoshi raised his lips in a joking manner.
"The prince's expression is too serious..." Tian Jin's voice trembled slightly.
Just now, for a moment, Tian Jin really believed what Dongfang Aoshi said.
If not -
Dongfang Aoshi leans in the sun, with shadows...
"It's just a joke, don't take it to heart." Dongfang Aoshi waved his hand and stood up, "I will come back later tomorrow, and you can take care of the affairs in the house."
With that said, he turned around and walked towards the bedroom.
"Yes, Your Majesty." Tian Jin nodded, looked at Dongfang Aoshi's back, and fell into deep thought——
Is what the prince said just now really a joke?
Why does he feel that the prince is not joking?
Mr. Anonymous hardly cares about worldly affairs. It is impossible for him to intervene in matters that are not very important and cannot be solved.
There is also the forbearance of the king and the attitude of the queen mother...
Putting all these things together, Tian Jin suddenly felt that what Dongfang Aoshi just said was no longer a joke.
Thinking of this, Tian Jin couldn't help but shuddered violently.
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The steward forcefully left the hairpin and left.
Wen Wen studied it carefully and thought about it, wondering if she really had such a hairpin.
But after studying for a whole night, I couldn't remember where I had seen the hairpin brought by the steward——
Strange.
The steward obviously let it slip and said that the hairpin turned out to be hers.
The strange thing is that no matter what Wen Wenwen thinks, his head is almost broken and he can't remember when he had such a hairpin.
It stands to reason that she cannot forget such a valuable thing.
But unfortunately, she just couldn't think of anything.
I don’t feel any familiarity with hairpins either.
Could it be...that she is overthinking?
Didn't you really let it slip on the day you were in charge?
Impossible.
If he really let it slip, how could he be so panicked?
At that time, Wen Wen saw cold sweat on the steward's forehead.
This shows that the steward really lied.
This hairpin is not freshly made at all————
Judging from Gu Guanshi's reaction, the hairpin must have been hers originally.
But Wen Wen couldn't remember when she had bought such a hairpin.
Damn it!
What's going on?
Hold your hair with gentle hands.
In agitation.
"Second young lady, you want to marry a monk?" Dongfang Aoshi's deep and pleasant voice sounded in his ears.
Wen Wen hesitated for a moment, then raised her head.
Dongfang Aoshi came in at some unknown time and stood in front of him.
He was dressed in black, and around his waist was a dragon-shaped jade pendant that symbolized his identity.
Backlit, the facial features appear deeper, as if carved.
Wen Wen calmed down, her expression a little unnatural, "What do you mean?"
Dongfang Aoshi sat down and raised her black hair with his slender fingers, twisting and playing with it repeatedly, "Don't you want to pull out your hair and become a sworn monk?"
Why do you want to become a monk?
Is he cursing himself to be bald?
Wen Wen lowered her face and said, "I'm thinking about something."
"Why are you thinking so seriously?" Dongfang Aoshi looked at her, his eyes shining with light.
"This is my business, there's no need to tell you." Wen Wenwen snatched her hair back.