The steward led a large group of maids and followed step by step, fearing that Dongfang Aoshi would make a mistake.
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It only takes less than ten minutes for ordinary people to walk from the kitchen to the room.
Dongfang Aoshi spent half an hour before finally going back to the room.
My forehead and body were covered with sweat, and my clothes were soaked.
My physical strength has reached its limit.
Dongfang Aoshi insisted, put Wen Wenwen on the bed and covered her with the quilt.
After doing all this, he felt as if all his strength had been drained from his body, and he immediately collapsed and collapsed.
Wuming's eyes were bright and he quickly reached out to catch it, and Dongfang Aoshi didn't fall.
"Your Majesty, your whole body is covered in sweat. Let's take a shower and change your clothes first," the steward said in a low voice.
She didn't dare to make too much noise for fear of waking Wen Wenwen.
Dongfang Aoshi nodded.
The steward immediately went to prepare.
"Wait a minute." As soon as he reached the door, he was stopped by Dongfang Aoshi.
"Does the prince have any other instructions?"
"Bring the clothes here." Dongfang Aoshi rested for a while and regained some strength.
"Your Majesty?" The steward didn't understand what he meant.
"I'm going to the bathtub." If you wash here, you will wake up Wenwen.
"This..." The steward was in a dilemma.
The bathhouse is a short distance away from here. Wouldn't it be a waste of more energy for the prince to toss and toss?
They are already so sick...
"Your Majesty, please stay here. Your Majesty is sleeping so soundly that she won't wake up." Wuming said.
Dongfang Aoshi glanced at Wen Wen behind the curtain, thought for a while, and finally nodded.
The steward went to prepare immediately.
Soon, everything was ready.
Dongfang Aoshi couldn't walk very steadily. Wuming and the manager were worried that he would fall, so they proposed to stay and help, but Dongfang Aoshi refused sternly——
"I just caught a little bit of the cold, and I'm not a cripple!"
Dongfang Aoshi's attitude was very tough and there was no room for discussion.
Wuming and the steward looked at each other and didn't insist anymore————
With Dongfang Aoshi's temper, there would be absolutely no gain in confronting him head-on.
"My lord, please be careful. If anything happens, just call out." Wuming left a few words and then retreated.
In the room, only Dongfang Aoshi himself and Wen Wen, who was already asleep, were left.
It was quiet.
Dongfang Aoshi sat on the chair for a while to regain some strength before taking off his clothes.
I don't know if it was because of the sweat, but his hands and feet were no longer as sore as before and became a little stronger.
Dongfang Aoshi used the fastest speed to wash away the sweat smell from his body, clean his hair, and put on new clothes.
After taking a shower, I was surprised to feel hungry————
He hasn't eaten for four days in a row, how can he not be hungry?
But the strange thing is that my stomach is obviously empty and I am very hungry, but I don't want to eat at all and I have no appetite at all.
"Would you like something to eat, Your Majesty?" the steward asked while packing up the things.
Dongfang Aoshi shook his head and said he didn't want to eat it.
"Your Majesty, you haven't eaten for four days. If you continue like this, your body won't be able to bear it. I'll call the kitchen to cook some porridge for the Prince." The steward was really worried about Dongfang Aoshi's health.
Dongfang Aoshi still shook his head.
"My lord, you'd better eat something..." the steward continued to persuade.