I don’t know what to do to make Wenwen forget everything about her past life.
Maybe...she will never forget it in this life?
Dongfang Aoshi looked at the closed door, expecting that the door would open.
But after standing there for several hours, there was no movement at all.
Dongfang Aoshi raised his head, looked at the fading moonlight, pulled off his lower lip with self-mockery, stepped on the dew, and left.
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After that day, Dongfang Aoshi never came again.
However, no one else came, but the news kept coming——
The manager would always talk about Dongfang Aoshi's recent situation in front of him.
Of course, I didn't tell her.
But I told it to Yaohua.
After that time in Yaohua, he stayed at Wenrou and never went back.
Wen Wen was alone in the palace with no one to talk to, and it was quite boring, so naturally she had no objection to Yao Hua staying.
It's just... the manager really talks too much.
I was gentle several times and wanted to stop him.
She didn't want to hear anything related to Dongfang Aoshi, and wanted the steward to take Yaohua aside to talk.
But Yaohua was very attached to her and followed her all the time.
There is nothing you can do about being gentle, and you can only endure it if you lose your temper with a child.
"Your Majesty has not been taking medicine properly. No one has tried to persuade him. His health is getting worse and worse. If this continues, my subordinates will really worry about whether something will happen to His Majesty..." The steward's words were directed at Yaohua, but his eyes were different.
Look towards Wen Rou.
Gentle ignored it and lowered his head to read his book.
"Is uncle feeling uncomfortable? Why doesn't he take medicine?" Yaohua asked anxiously.
He was still a child and could not see the difference between being in charge and being gentle.
"Your Majesty...are you in a bad mood?"
"In a bad mood? Why is uncle in a bad mood?"
"Uh... children shouldn't ask too much about adult matters." The steward glanced at Wen Wen and found that her hand was clenched.
Afraid of arousing tenderness, I did not continue.
"Oh." Xiao Yaohua nodded in understanding, and ran to Wen Wenwen, "Auntie."
"What's the matter?" Wen Wen put down the book in her hand and frowned at the steward.
She thought the steward secretly told Yaohua something to ask Yaohua to be the lobbyist.
Useless!
No matter who comes, she will never forgive Dongfang Aoshi!
Wen Wen took a deep breath and was ready to refuse.
"Can I go see my uncle?" Xiao Yaohua asked, blinking her big eyes.
Unexpectedly, Yaohua would make such a request, Wen Wenwen was stunned.
It took a while for him to react, and his voice was slightly astringent, "Of course."
"Auntie doesn't like uncle." Xiao Yaohua frowned in distress, "After I go, will auntie not like me too?"
Is this the reason why Xiao Yaohua was obviously worried about Dongfang Aoshi and hesitated to speak in front of him several times, but finally said nothing?
Wen Wen was hit on the chest, "No, I won't be angry if Yaohua wants to see anyone."
"real?"
"real."
"Then pull the hook." The fat little hand stretched out.
Gently stretch out your little finger.
The two of them pulled the hook and sealed it.
With this assurance, Xiao Yaohua immediately happily followed the maid to see his beloved uncle.
The steward did not leave immediately. He took a deep look at Wen Wen and said, "Princess, Prince..."