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2870. Chapter 2870 [East] Hand over to the king for disposal 3

He must have seen something.

This jade pendant may be the key to leaving the royal palace. How could Wenrou hand it over?

"Jade Pendant!" Dongfang Aoshi gritted his teeth viciously, his face very gloomy and ugly.

He looked at him gently and fearlessly, "This is given to you by someone else, I can't give it to you."

As he finished speaking, he gently felt the temperature around him, and another freezing point dropped.

"Bring it!" Dongfang Aoshi said that he could not hold other people's things on his body.

On the first day after entering the palace, all the jewelry on her body was plundered by Dongfang Aoshi-

The beaded hairpin given by Huangfu Hao was even more broken.

At the beginning, Wenrou didn’t understand why Dongfang Aoshi hated himself so much.

I only realized after Tian Jin said it.

However, since Dongfang Aoshi hated himself, why didn’t he kill her?

Instead, keep yourself and have to help him have a baby?

Wenrou thought about this for a long time, but she couldn't figure it out-

Is there anyone in this world who asks enemies to help give birth to children?

Maybe there is.

But Wenrou didn't think that she would be encountered by herself so by chance.

In my heart, I always feel that something is wrong.

But Wenrou couldn't remember what was wrong.

Forget it, don't think about it anymore.

Dongfang Aoshi was originally a pervert, even his sister-in-law was invaded... and his thinking was not something that ordinary people could understand.

Besides, what Dongfang Aoshi thought about it has nothing to do with him, so he is too lazy to guess.

"I will say it again, bring it!"

Shake your head gently and refuse to give it.

Dongfang Aoshi snorted coldly, "Come."

"Yes, Prince."

"Go to Wen Mansion, arrest everyone, and put them in the heavenly prison, and no one is allowed to be let go!" Dongfang Aoshi said coldly.

Gentle looking at him pretending, he felt funny, "Dongfang Aoshi, stop pretending!"

"Pretty?" Dongfang Aoshi's pupils suddenly tightened.

"I already know that you don't have real power in your hands! Stop bluffing, you can't do anything to the Wen Mansion!" Wen Rou said with a sneer.

She listened to the maids talking about these things privately while she was having a nap.

"I don't have real power?" Dongfang Aoshi sneered as if he heard some joke, his eyes were more gentle and cold than gentle, "If I didn't try it?"

Gentle and frightened, "How to try?"

"How about using Wen Ziye to try?"

Gentle frowned: What does he want to do?

"I sent someone to cut Wen Ziye's arms. What do you think of this proposal?"

"you--"

"Prince, let's forget about chopping Wen Xiang's arm..." Tian Jin was worried about Dongfang Aoshi's impulse, so he hurried in from outside.

Dongfang Aoshi's eyes turned cold, "Do you have any objections?"

"Don't dare."

“Get down.”

Tian Jin and the guards retreated together.

"Wait a minute!" Wenrou called them.

"Miss Two has something to do?"

"No one of you touches a hair in the Wen Mansion, otherwise I will never spare you!" said Gentle and coldly.

She thought carefully—

Wen Ziye, to put it nicely, is the appearance of a country, under one person, under ten thousand people.

But fate is still under the control of the royal family.

Regardless of whether Dongfang Aoshi has real power or not, he is a prince and has power, and no one dares to resist him and deal with Wen Ziye.

And that's it.

This man doesn't even take the king of the present, let alone a little prime minister?


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