2809. Chapter 2809 [Eastern] Difficult than reaching the sky 2
Dongfang Aoshi curled his lips, as if he had adopted a gentle opinion, "purpose."
"Gentle Rou, go back with me!" Wen Ziye didn't believe in Wen Rou's words at all--
He is old, but not old enough to not even know his own daughter.
The woman in front of her, regardless of her appearance, figure, or voice, was exactly the same as her second daughter.
Wen Ziye cannot admit his mistake!
Besides, Yingchun Tower is on the busiest street in the city.
Every time Wen Ziye goes to court, he always passes by. He has never heard of it. In Yingchun Tower, there is a courtesan named Yan Ji.
"This master, you really recognized the wrong person. I am Yan Ji, not the Wen... Wen..." Wenrou frowned deliberately, looking like she couldn't remember who Wen Ziye was just talking about.
"Gentle." Dongfang Aoshi reminded him, and his eyebrows raised with interest.
"Yes, gentle. Master, I'm really not the person you are looking for."
"Say it again for your father and go back with me!"
Wen Ziye finished drinking coldly and reached out to pull someone.
Dongfang Aoshi held Wen Ziye's hand and his voice was a bit harsh, "Don't forget the Prime Minister, this is the royal palace."
The daughter was clearly right in front of her, and she refused to believe it, and she was still tugging with Dongfang Aoshila, and her behavior was no different from that of the woman in the fireworks land. Wen Ziye was also a little angry.
"Don't forget the Ninth Prince, this time I came here with the order!"
At the strife.
A mellow and light voice came over—
"Uncle, maybe he recognized the wrong person, this girl is really not gentle."
The gentle heart hopped!
Slowly, little by little, turned around.
On the picturesque gallery.
Huangfu Hao stood there quietly in white clothes.
He was covered with light on his back, his whole body was covered in shadows, his facial features were covered, and he couldn't see the expression clearly. He only saw a perfect outline, just like walking out of a painting, perfect without any flaws.
At the waist, I wore a bright white jade, and the ears of jade fluttered.
My gentle throat was suddenly pinched by an invisible hand, and I had difficulty breathing.
His face was unusually pale.
"Miss Yan Ji's face looks very bad, is it okay?" Huangfu Hao came to his face and asked in a low voice, his torch-like eyes sliding across his gentle face.
He shook his head gently, his chest was heavy, as uncomfortable as if he had pressed a huge rock weighing thousands of pounds.
Take a deep breath and try to maintain a steady tone, "Yan Ji is fine, thank you for your concern..."
His eyes were on Huangfu Hao and he stayed for another second.
Dongfang Aoshi's face immediately became cold.
The big palm was gently pressed and held it hard.
Gentle man was pressed against him without any gap.
The posture is very ambiguous, making people imagine...