Sitting there tenderly, my chest hurt as if it were torn apart.
"Dongfang Aoshi." Wen Wenwen held his hand tightly and hissed, "You are not allowed to die! You must survive, do you hear? You owe me and you haven't paid me back yet! How can you die so easily?"
You have to live, live to witness my wedding with someone else, and suffer a lifetime... Only if you suffer, my hatred will disappear..."
Dongfang Aoshi lay there, motionless and without any response.
It's as if life has really been lost.
The only tone that made Wen Rou feel that he was still alive was his weak pulse...
I have always thought that gentleness is all hope, and Dongfang Aoshi is in pain.
Especially during the period when her soul had not returned to its original state, she even cursed, hoping that this demon would die.
However, when he was really motionless and fell in front of her, his tender heart felt as painful as needles pricking him.
This kind of pain is a bit more severe than losing a child at that time...
At this moment, Wen Wen admitted that deep down in her heart, she still couldn't let him go.
She hates Dongfang Aoshi.
The opposite of hateful is love.
Where there is love there is hate.
As much as she loves Dongfang Aoshi, she hates him!
Next, Rou Wen just sat there, using all kinds of words she could think of, constantly scolding Dongfang Aoshi and scolding him...
It was as if he wanted to express the hatred that had been suppressed in his heart for more than five years.
There was dead silence.
In the room, there were only gentle whispers and Dongfang Aoshi's breath that was so weak that it was almost imperceptible...
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Dongfang Aoshi fell into a coma and never woke up.
During this period, Wenrou has been guarding his bedside, never leaving.
The imperial doctor came again and again, and each time the news he gave was not optimistic, and he hoped Wen Wenwen would be mentally prepared.
Of course, Gentle cannot accept this fact.
As long as Dongfang Aoshi still has breath, she believes that he will not die.
Seeing how persistent she was, the imperial doctor did not dare to give up easily and made every effort to treat her.
However, the imperial doctor's medical skills were limited and he could not do much. He could only help Dongfang Aoshi regain his breath.
Just when everyone was anxious, Wuming brought someone.
"Liu Die?" Isn't she missing? How could it be? Wen Wen was stunned when she saw that familiar figure.
Liudie didn't seem to expect to see Wen Wenwen, and his expression was a little shocked————
In these years, although she has not returned to the palace, she has heard some things about Dongfang's pride and gentleness.
Wen Rou should have died five years ago, how could it be...
"We will explain the details later. Let's take a look at the prince's injuries first." Wuming broke the deadlock.
"Okay." Liudie suddenly came back to his senses and walked over to Dongfang Aoshi's bedside.
After being dragged back to the palace, Wuming kept her locked up to prevent Liudie from escaping.
Therefore, Liu Die did not know that Dongfang Aoshi was injured.
It wasn't until Wuming went to find her and asked her to come over and see Dongfang Aoshi's injuries that Liudie realized that so many things had happened during the time he was imprisoned.