Dongfang Aoshi and Wen Wen were on separate sides, neither of them spoke.
The maid lowered her head respectfully, pretending to have seen nothing.
Yaohua looked at Dongfang Aoshi and then at Wenwen, with puzzled expressions on her face, wondering what kind of riddle they were playing.
The scene continued to be quiet.
Gentle stood there, motionless.
After a while, he slowly said, "Thank you."
If Dongfang Aoshiji hadn't arrived, I don't know what Wen Wan would have done——
That woman is simply insane.
Dongfang Aoshi was shocked and raised his head suddenly, "Rou'er..."
He thought that Wen Wen was willing to talk to him because he had forgiven himself.
However, when she raised her head, Wen Wen took Yao Hua and walked away.
Dongfang Aoshi stood there, looking at Wen Wen and Yao Hua's slowly retreating figures.
Suddenly, Dongfang Aoshi's chest moved and he held Gentle's wrist.
Unexpectedly, Dongfang Aoshi would act like this. Wen Wenwen stiffened and struggled subconsciously.
Is she still...unwilling to forgive him?
Dongfang Aoshi's eyes dimmed and he let go.
Wen Wenwen retracted her hand as if she had been burned, and led Yao Hua back to the room.
He looked in a hurry, as if Dongfang Aoshi was a fierce ghost.
Dongfang Aoshi felt a pain in his chest, causing an illness that never recovered, and he coughed twice.
When Wen Wen heard the voice, her footsteps paused slightly.
Dongfang Aoshi looked expectantly, thinking that Wen Wenwen would turn around.
But in the end, she still didn't turn around and led Yaohua into the room.
Dongfang Aoshi could do nothing but watch helplessly as the door slowly closed.
The moment the door closed, something seemed to be piercing his eyes, and his eyes were filled with soreness. Dongfang Aoshi took a deep breath, not wanting his servants to see his embarrassment, and quickly turned around and left.
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Dongfang Aoshi returned to the study and poured himself another glass of wine.
The imperial doctor explained that he must not drink alcohol until his illness is cured.
But his chest felt uncomfortable and he needed something to relieve it.
Wine is the best thing.
As long as he was drunk, he wouldn't feel so uncomfortable, and his chest would feel as if he was so depressed that he was about to explode.
The transparent liquid was poured in cup after cup.
It felt like something was burning in my stomach, which was uncomfortable.
Dongfang Aoshi didn't care at all and kept feeding him.
The maid couldn't stand it anymore and hurriedly went to call someone.
Soon, the steward arrived.
Seeing Dongfang Aoshi drinking heavily, he quickly went over to grab the cup and said, "My lord, what are you doing? Your body is not well yet. The imperial doctor has said that you must never drink again!"
"Go away!" Dongfang Aoshi couldn't listen to the manager at all, and kept drinking cup after cup.
"Prince! How can the princess forgive you if you act like this?" The steward snatched his cup away and asked the maid to take it away.
"Forgive?" Dongfang Aoshi sneered vaguely, "I did that kind of thing, will she forgive me?"
"Yes." The steward tried to comfort him, "As long as the prince sincerely apologizes, the princess will forgive the prince. The princess already has a child with the prince."
"So what if I have children?"
"If the princess really hates the prince so much, why has she never mentioned that she doesn't want children? If she hates a person, she won't give birth to him," the steward reminded him.