Dongfang Aoshi was lying there, his breathing gradually becoming steady.
The steward brought the quilt over, covered him with it, and then checked Wen Wenwen's condition to see if she had kicked the quilt or anything.
After there were no problems, he left quietly.
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Halfway through my gentle sleep, I suddenly felt like there was a source of heat coming towards me.
She hadn't woken up yet, and she was in a daze. She didn't know what had happened. She thought it was because the quilt was too much, so she pushed it with her hands.
A powerful force suddenly grabbed her hand and prevented her from moving.
Wen Wen frowned and kicked hard.
Suddenly, I heard a muffled sound above my head.
What's going on?
Is anyone in her bed?
Wen Wen frowned and opened her heavy eyelids, her mind still not fully awake.
I looked around vaguely and found myself lying on the bed. Everything in front of me was very familiar.
She liked the layout in front of her.
Wen Wen looked at everything around her and vaguely thought that she was still fifteen years old, the year she had just married into the prince's palace.
Next to him was Dongfang Aoshi, who had a blushing face.
His body was emitting unusual heat, as if he had a fever.
Subconsciously, he stretched out his hand and put it on Dongfang Aoshi's forehead——
So hot!
Wen Wen frowned and pushed the person next to her, "Master Jiu?"
Dongfang Aoshi fell asleep deeply, unresponsive, and his thick eyebrows were completely twisted.
"Master Jiu?" Wen Wen pushed him again.
Dongfang Aoshi finally reacted and slowly opened his eyes.
As if he was burned, Dongfang Aoshi quickly took his hand back.
Wen Wen was puzzled by his attitude, but she didn't think or ask too much. She only focused on Dongfang's high body temperature, "Jiuye, are you okay? How come you are so hot? Do you have a fever?"
Master Jiu?
Dongfang Aoshi was stunned for a moment, his black eyes staring straight at Wen Wen, as if he couldn't believe it——
Wen Wen actually calls himself Master Jiu?
Has she forgiven herself?
still……
The next second, I felt that my idea was too naive.
He did that kind of thing, how could Wen Wen forgive himself?
She said she hated him.
Dongfang Aoshi lowered his eyes sadly.
"Master Jiu? What's wrong with you? Why haven't you spoken? Are you feeling uncomfortable? I'll call the doctor right away..." Wen Wenwen was completely immersed in the memory of the past and did not come back to her senses.
This is her habit.
Every time I wake up, my thinking will be completely blurry for nearly half an hour.
Dongfang Aoshi also remembered this strange habit of Wen Rou, and said in a dumb voice, "It's okay... I'm just a little tired..."
"Your voice has become mute." Wen Wenwen was very worried, "It's better to call the imperial doctor to take a look."
"No need." Dongfang Aoshi suddenly hugged Wen Wenwen tightly, burying his entire face in her neck and smelling her scent.
If there is a vague fragrance, it comes from her body.
Dongfang Aoshi's throat tightened, and his body immediately became excited.
His big palm slipped in from the hem of her clothes and grasped the softness of her chest.
"Master Jiu!" Gentle stiffened, his face turned red all of a sudden, and he pressed Dongfang Aoshi's hand tightly to prevent him from moving, "You are sick, I will ask the imperial doctor to come and take a look first."