Having seen so many cruel methods of Dongfang Aoshi, Gentle has long been no longer afraid.
She just felt that the bloody scene was disgusting and made people want to vomit...
Dongfang Aoshi did not notice the gentle strangeness and was still saying, "What a pity, Miss Second was not here at that time, otherwise, she would have seen how humble the so-called pure monks with six senses were when begging for mercy."
"I not only ordered people to cut his tongue, but even asked people to dig together..."
Dongfang Aoshi became more and more excited the more he spoke.
Gentle but couldn't help but vomit again-
"Vomit..." She quickly moved out of the bed.
Still one step slower.
The dirty stuff was spit everywhere, and the bed sheets were stained a little.
Dongfang Aoshijun's face suddenly turned dark: "I am that disgusting?"
Lying there tenderly and weakly, her stomach still feeling uncomfortable, "It's because what you said is too bloody...drip..."
I vomited again.
Dongfang Aoshi wrapped his quilt and picked up the person.
"Responsible." The voice was cold and very unhappy.
"Yes, Prince." The manager ran quickly.
Behind him, two rows of maids were followed.
"Check it out and bring clean clothes."
"yes."
The manager quickly commanded, first called a person to get clothes, and then divided the maid into two teams, one team packing up the dirty things, and the other team packing up the mess in the study.
These maids are very efficient.
After a while, the study room became tidy again.
Clean clothes were also delivered to the gentle face.
The manager also ordered people to bring water to Gentle's mouth and wash it.
Gentle and simple, he put on his clothes.
Go back to the room with Dongfang Aoshi.
The manager had prepared the food and placed it on the table, steaming hot.
Unlike before, things today are light.
I guess I am afraid that it will be too greasy and will make Gentle vomit.
"Thank you." Wenrou really thanks the manager for being so careful and doing everything.
"You don't have to be polite to the princess." The manager's attitude was very respectful, without any personal feelings.
She is kind to gentleness, just because she is proud of the East.
I started to take action, served a bowl of porridge and delivered it to Gentle.
"I asked the imperial doctor to add some medicinal materials to nourish the stomach, and the princess should eat more." The attitude of the manager was respectful from beginning to end.
Every time I say a word, I look at Dongfang Aoshi.
No matter how stupid the gentleman is, he can see that the manager is careful with her because of Dongfang Aoshi.
In an instant, the gratitude disappeared and wasted.
The voice suddenly became awkward and tough, "Let's go."
The manager nodded, put down the things, and stepped back.
Sighing softly and silently, feeling a little depressed-
I thought that after getting along for so long, the manager was getting closer to me, and if he wanted to escape in the future, he might be able to help me.
Now it seems that this hope is completely lost——
It is absolutely impossible for the manager to only obey Dongfang Aoshi!
Thinking of this, Wen Lu's mood became increasingly depressed and she had no appetite to eat.
But I just vented all the things and felt so uncomfortable with my stomach.
Gentle had no choice but to force himself to pick up the bowl and eat some.
I found that the porridge tasted pretty good, with a faint orange scent, which was very appetizing.
I didn't pay attention for a moment and ate half a bowl.
During this period, Dongfang Aoshi didn't say anything, sitting there, staring straight at Wen Rou with bright black eyes.