"Uncle?" After waiting for a long time and still not getting an answer, Xiao Yaohua couldn't help but give Dongfang Aoshi a gentle push.
"Huh?" Dongfang Aoshi suddenly came back to his senses, "What?"
"Can I stay here?"
"Of course." Dongfang Aoshi's voice became slightly hoarse, then returned to normal, "But Yaohua must be careful, there is Yaohua's younger sister in the princess's belly."
"Okay, I'll be careful." Xiao Yaohua nodded vigorously.
The little guy looked at him reluctantly, turned around and entered the house.
Dongfang Aoshi watched him go in, watched Wen Wen call the maid, and closed the door...
From beginning to end, he made no move.
He stood there motionless, watching the door slowly close, blocking all sight.
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Dongfang Aoshi stood there, motionless.
He didn't know how long he stood there.
All I know is that the sky has gone from dark to dark.
"Your Majesty, go back and have something to eat and rest tonight." The steward came over and advised.
"No need, I have no appetite." Dongfang Aoshi shook his head.
It turns out that the manager lied and said that his nephew liked Wen Wen's craftsmanship, so he persuaded Wen Wen to cook.
Now that the little nephew is here in person, and Wen Wenwen is taking care of him personally, it is naturally impossible for him to do anything more.
Dongfang Aoshi has no interest in anything except the things he does gently.
"My lord, please go back first, it's cold at night."
Dongfang Aoshi nodded and turned back to the study.
Inside the room.
Tender nerves are always tense.
On the surface, he was playing with Yaohua.
His ears were raised high, paying attention to what was going on outside.
After hearing the conversation between the steward and Dongfang Aoshi, and the footsteps gradually disappearing, she took a long breath and relaxed.
Only then did I realize that I was so nervous that my entire back was soaked with sweat.
Just now, Wen Wenwen was really afraid that Dongfang Aoshi would forcefully want to stay.
My heart is in a state of ups and downs.
If Dongfang Aoshi is tough and gentle now, there is nothing he can do to him——
Yaohua was here, Wenwen put down her unhappy face, and she was already a little shocked. How could she possibly quarrel with Dongfang Aoshi?
Now that Dongfang Aoshi is gone, the tender heart has finally returned to its original position.
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"Your Majesty, let's have something to eat." Although Dongfang Aoshi said he had no appetite, the steward still brought food over.
Dongfang Aoshi frowned and said with a bad expression, "I said I won't eat it."
"Your Majesty, you'd better eat something. If you don't eat, your body won't be able to bear it. Your Majesty is still ill," the steward said.
"Can't you understand people? I ask you to withdraw!" Dongfang Aoshi became impatient.
"These are all made by the princess, won't the prince eat them?" He didn't expect that Dongfang Aoshi would suddenly lose his temper. The steward was stunned and quickly dealt with it.
The wrists were clasped.
Dongfang Aoshi's dark eyes looked directly at the steward, "You said these were made by Wen Wenwen?"
"Yes." The steward nodded with a surprised expression, "Didn't your subordinate say that just now?"