3250. Chapter 3250 [Oriental] Is something wrong? 6
Several people retreated silently toward the door.
Just as they walked to the door and were about to step out, Dongfang Aoshi's voice sounded heavy-
"Take it."
"Yes." The manager immediately ordered someone to bring the things in.
"Where is the prince going to eat? On the soft couch? Or outside?" the manager asked in a low voice.
Dongfang Aoshi glanced at the gentle smile who was still sleeping, "Let's go outside."
The manager nodded and brought the things to the outdoor room.
The maids were moving the Grand Master's chair and laying a soft couch to make Dongfang Aoshi sit more comfortable.
The manager brought the porridge out and delivered it to Dongfang Aoshi.
In my heart, I was actually very worried.
I am afraid that Dongfang Aoshi will taste bad and will throw things.
A heart is hanging there.
The others were the same, very nervous.
I was afraid that Dongfang Aoshi would be dissatisfied and started to get angry again.
However, what surprised everyone was that Dongfang Aoshi didn't say a word and ate all the bowl of porridge.
Even the manager has to serve a bowl.
"The princess has not much left. If the prince wants to eat, let the kitchen be boiled?" asked the manager.
"No need." Dongfang Aoshi waved.
He has no interest in porridge at all.
It is only because it is cooked gently that it can be eaten.
"But the prince only ate a small bowl, so let's ask the kitchen to prepare a little more." The manager advised earnestly.
Dongfang Aoshi waved his hand, his expression began to become impatient.
The manager knew that it would be useless to persuade him, so he cleaned up and stepped down.
Dongfang Aoshi returned to the soft couch to rest.
The manager and the maid retreated together.
When he walked to the door, he paused and returned, "Prince."
"Is there anything else?" Dongfang Aoshi frowned and didn't like being disturbed all the time.
Today, I have surpassed the management and have been a little too much.
"Do you want to drink the medicine?"
Dongfang Aoshi's reaction was to ignore it and lay down directly.
Seeing his refusal to cooperate, the manager really didn't know what to say and what to do.
Sighing in his heart, he turned around and prepared to leave.
Suddenly, I remembered the small bowl of porridge that Wuming had just said and eaten with Dongfang Aoshi.
"Prince, the princess needs someone to take care of now. If the prince's health is not good..." The manager did not continue and clicked until the time was finished.
If you say too much, Dongfang Aoshi will see that she is using gentleness to stimulate him.
Dongfang Aoshi frowned and opened his eyes.
His dark eyes stared at the manager, his eyes as sharp as a knife.
The manager was so numb that he saw the scalp, sweating in cold weather, and his whole back was wet.
Why did the prince glar at himself like this?
Could it be that she was wrong in her estimate?
The prince just said he wanted to eat, not because of gentleness, but because he was hungry?
In panic.
Dongfang Aoshi pulled his lips and broke his silence, "Don't you want me to take medicine? Where is the medicine?"
"I will bring it over immediately." The manager sighed relieved: It seems that the princess is really important to the prince. Otherwise, if he doesn't mention it himself, the prince will immediately change his mind.
"Yes." Dongfang Aoshi nodded, closed his eyes again.
The manager knew that he was going to wait, so he left quickly.
After a few minutes, I came back and held a bowl of steaming hot and black medicine in my hand, "Prince, the medicine has been brought over."
When Dongfang Aoshi saw the medicine, his thick eyebrows frowned.
It’s not that Dongfang Aoshi is afraid of taking medicine.
Instead, when he saw the bowl of black things, he knew that it must be very bitter.