It only takes less than ten minutes for ordinary people to walk from the kitchen to the room.
It took Dongfang Aoshi a full half hour to finally return to a room.
My forehead and body were covered in sweat, and my clothes were soaked.
The physical strength has reached its limit.
Dongfang Aoshi insisted on putting gentleness on the bed... and covering it with a quilt.
After doing all this, he was exhausted and limp.
Wuming reached out to catch it quickly, and Dongfang Aoshi stopped falling.
"The prince is covered in sweat. Take a shower first and change his clothes." The manager said in a low voice.
She didn't dare to speak too loudly, for fear of waking up gentle.
Dongfang Aoshi nodded.
The manager went to prepare immediately.
"Wait." As soon as he walked to the door, he was stopped by Dongfang Aoshi.
"What are the instructions for the prince?"
"Come here." Dongfang Aoshi took a break and his strength recovered a little.
"Prince?" The manager didn't understand what he meant.
"I go to the bathtub." Washing here will wake up gentleness.
"This..." The manager was embarrassed.
The bathhouse is a short distance away from here. The prince is trying to do it. Wouldn’t he waste more energy?
They are already so sick...
"The prince should stay here. The princess slept so well and would not wake up." Wuming said.
Dongfang Aoshi glanced at the gentle look behind the curtain, thought for a while, and finally nodded.
The manager will prepare immediately.
Soon, everything was ready.
Dongfang Aoshi couldn't walk steadily. Wuming and the manager were worried that he would fall, so they suggested staying to help, but Dongfang Aoshi refused-
"I am just a little cold, and I am not as good as a waste!"
Dongfang Aoshi's attitude is very tough and has no negotiation.
Wuming and the manager took a look, but no longer insisted—
Dongfang Aoshi's temper will definitely not get any benefits when he fights head-on.
"Your Majesty is careful and call me if you have something to do." Wuming left a sentence and then retreated.
In the room, only Dongfang Aoshi himself and the gentleness who had fallen asleep were left.
It was quiet.
Dongfang Aoshi sat on the chair for a while, recovered his strength before taking off his clothes.
I don’t know if it was sweating, but his hands and feet were no longer as sore as before, and they became a little stronger.
Dongfang Aoshi used the fastest speed to clean the sweat from his body, clean his hair, and put on new clothes.
After taking a shower, I was so scared that I was hungry—
He has not eaten for four days in a row, so how can he not be hungry?
But strangely, my stomach is obviously empty and hungry, but I don’t want to eat at all and I have no appetite at all.