They didn't have much confidence in the first place, but when asked by Wen Wenwen like this, the maids suddenly felt guilty.
"Why don't you speak?" Gentle pressed.
The maids looked at each other and lowered their heads.
"What do you mean by this?" Wen Wan slammed the table and stood up, "Is it an allusion to me being framed?"
"I didn't say anything, you don't have to take your seat."
He also said it was not a frame-up.
She didn't say anything at all, so she didn't bother herself!
Gentle snorted coldly in his heart.
Why didn't you realize that Wen Wan is such a hypocritical woman before?
But it doesn't matter.
It’s not too late to see clearly now.
He pulled his lower lip gently and mockingly.
"What's your expression? Do you really think it was the princess who instigated this?" Wen Wan saw her expression and was so angry that her expression became distorted.
Compared with Wen Wan, Wen Wan is much calmer, "I said, I didn't say anything, you don't have to take your seat."
"You -" Wen Wan was trembling with anger, "Wen Wan, don't think that just because you are pregnant with the prince's child, you can walk around in the palace and call white things black! Don't forget, in the palace, I am still
Princess! At best, you are just a tool for giving birth!"
Gentle's figure trembled slightly.
She thought that she had already looked away and wanted to draw a clear line between herself and Dongfang Aoshi.
But hearing Wen Wan say this still felt harsh.
My chest was heavy, as if there was a huge boulder pressing on it, and I was almost out of breath.
Dongfang Aoshi kept asking for her forgiveness, but after her death, he married Wen Wan into the family.
If this is a man's apology, then you really appreciate the tenderness!
He snorted coldly, "I am a tool for giving birth, so what am I a princess? A hen that can't even lay eggs?"
We are both women, and in Wen Wen's heart, we are very reluctant to use such words to hurt Wen Wan.
If she hadn't gone too far.
"Wen, Rou! Don't go too far!" Wen Wan gritted her teeth so hard that her gums were almost broken.
She had to keep taking deep breaths to be able to hold back the rage in her chest.
Don't be angry!
Don't be angry!
Never get angry!
In the gentle belly, there is the prince's child.
She must calm down.
Absolutely no hands are allowed.
Children are hard to come by.
No matter what, stay.
She has to endure it.
As long as you endure it for a few more months, the child will be born and the matter will be over.
When the time comes, she will let Wen Rou taste what hell tastes like!
Wen Wan told herself in her heart.
He took a deep breath, suppressed the rage in his chest, and sneered, "Do you really think that just because you have the prince's child in your belly, you will be exempt from death? I advise you not to be too arrogant, otherwise, in the end, you will not even know how to deal with yourself.
I don’t even know if I’m dead!”
die?
Gentle smiled.
Wen Wan thinks, is she afraid of this word?
She has died several times.
The first time was when she traveled through time five years ago and became the second young lady of the Wen family.
The second time, he was given to General Han by Dongfang Aoshi and was tortured to death...
Wen Wan doesn't know any of this.
She must have thought that she was the gentle and elegant person who never left the door.
Wen Wen snorted coldly in her heart without showing it, and said in a calm voice, "I have never wanted to be arrogant, and I have no other overstepping thoughts. Princess, don't worry, your position is very stable."