In front of Dongfang Aoshi, the former princess and children are simply taboos and cannot be mentioned.
what to do?
Otherwise, don’t just ask Dongfang Aoshi to explain, and find a way to escape?
But, the royal palace is so strict, is she really able to escape?
Gentle doesn't have any illusions about this -
She didn't even understand how big the palace was, and she didn't know the direction of the upper, lower, left and right. How could she escape?
Gentle stops and sighs long.
Suddenly, a scent of fragrance came over me and it became dark.
Wen Rou looked up and saw Wen Wan.
Wenrou was stunned: Didn’t she swept away in anger? Why was she here?
Wen Wan stared at Wen Rou with a fierce look, just like a venom.
Gentle frowned and took a step back with caution, "What do you want to do?"
"You won't have a good ending!" said gentle and ferociously.
Wenrou thought she was referring to the former princess and her children, and her face turned dark and she was not angry. "You don't need to remind me, I know that killing someone will pay for your life."
"Murder?" Wen Wan seemed to hear something and heard a big joke, and she let out a sharp laugh, "You don't really think--"
Wen Wan was halfway through her speech, and suddenly stopped, her face turned pale.
Gentle saw the Oriental Aoshi.
He stood not far away, carrying light on his back, half of his facial features hidden in the darkness, like a ghost from hell, with a horrifying chill...
Since gentleness is facing away from her back, I don’t know that Dongfang Aoshi is, so I frowned and asked, “Why?”
"It's nothing! In short, you won't have a good ending!" Wen Wan piled up her harsh words and ran away in panic.
Wenrou looked at Wenwan's panic-fleeing, inexplicably.
I looked around and found nothing scary.
Is this woman crazy or crazy?
He ran over to demonstrate to himself, but ran away with just saying harsh words?
never mind.
It doesn’t matter how Wen Wan is like.
Wenrou didn't have the heart to think about her.
The most important thing now is the Oriental Proud World.
She should think carefully about what method to make Dongfang Aoshi believe what she said.
Like a fierce ghost chasing behind him, Wen Wan ran in panic and rushed into Wanzhu.
"Bang--"
He threw the door hard, leaned against it, and gasped in big breaths.
My head was sweating and my throat was dry like fire.
Wen Wan rushed over, poured a glass of water, and was about to drink...
"Bang--"
The cup hit the table and the tea sprinkled everywhere.
Wen Wan's face was paler than before, like the blood in her body was instantly pumped away, her voice trembling violently, "Why are you here?"
Dongfang Aoshi sat at the table with a blank expression on his face, "What? I can't come?"
"No...no...no! Of course not...I mean...the prince...the prince is here, why don't he send someone to inform me? I'm ready to welcome the prince." Wen Wan's eyes floated left and right, and she didn't dare to look at Dongfang at all.
Proud.
"The princess is scared?" Dongfang Aoshi's voice was faint, and his black eyes were as sharp as an eagle.
"No, no..." Wen Wan even had cold fingertips, "I...I just felt...I didn't go to greet the prince, and I felt uneasy."