Wen Wan is proficient in dressing up and dressing up in the wild street.
Take care of the prince?
Forget it, she couldn't even take care of her own diet and daily life.
What's more, even if Wen Wan can take care of others, the prince may not be willing to let her take care of her.
As for gentleness...not to mention.
The prince is sick and the happiest person is probably gentle.
well……
Tian Jin sighed deeply, really wondering what the prince was thinking.
"Sigh and go back to your own room, don't get annoyed here." Dongfang Aoshi said coldly.
Tian Jin: "..."
"What are you doing while standing there?"
"Then... Prince, I will go and rest first, so you can rest early."
"Talking."
Tian Jin left.
Dongfang Aoshi raised his eyes, turned his head to look at the room, then looked at the small lake in the yard, took a step forward, and walked over...
After being captured in the palace, she did not sleep well.
I didn't know what happened yesterday, but I actually slept very sweetly.
Except for the beginning, it was a bit unpleasant to dream of Dongfang Aoshi. Yesterday was the best night of gentle sleep.
As a result, a wonderful dream was disturbed by the noise.
Gentle sat up with the quilt in her arms, her face looking a little ugly.
I was woken up early in the morning and no one would have a good face.
Looking around.
Four maids, Fangfang, Zi Yan, Hanhui and Yuling, were waiting by the bed with toiletries.
As soon as Wenrou woke up, she immediately stepped forward to serve.
Qiu Han, Xiaoyu, Momo, and Yingchun prepared her breakfast at the round table.
Everything looks exactly the same.
The only difference is that the manager is not there.
There were many servants running back and forth in the corridor outside, not knowing what they were busy with.
This situation has never happened before.
Wenrou couldn't help asking curiously, "What's going on outside?"
"Princess, it's the prince." Zi Yan answered respectfully.
After yesterday's banquet, the prince told me that he would not call Miss Wenrou in the future, but should call her the princess, so as not to see the clues.
"Don't call me a princess, I'm not your princess." Wenrou was very repulsive of this title, and her face looked ugly, "What's wrong with Dongfang Aoshi? Is he dead?"
If it is true, that would be great!
The maid was startled, quickly covered her gentle mouth and looked left and right nervously.
I felt relieved when I found that no one heard it.
"Princess, how can you curse the prince to die?"
"Why can't it be? He's a person!" Wenrou snorted coldly, obviously disdaining, hoping that Dongfang Aoshi would die sooner.
When he dies, he becomes free.
"Princess, don't say anything like this anymore. If the prince or others hear it, the princess's life will inevitably be sad again."
Wenrou was about to refute it, but when she thought that Huangfu Hao was still in the palace, she was afraid that he would implicate him, so she gritted her teeth and endured it.
"If you don't say it, don't say it." Gentle dressed and got up, went to have breakfast.