Contract New Love: Wang Ye's No. 2 favorite concubine

110. It's better not to provoke me again

Wen Wan was originally wiped by Dongfang Aoshi herself.

Seeing Wen Rou standing idle, the anger came again, "What are you doing in a daze? Why don't you hurry up and get the clothes for the prince?"

Wenrou didn't quarrel with her, turned around and went into the room, and grabbed a few clothes from the closet.

"Princess, the prince's clothes." The gentle voice was flat and distant.

After so many things, Wen Rou no longer regards this woman as her sister in her heart.

The gentleness at this moment, to her, is not as good as even a stranger.

Strangers won't frame you yet.

Wen Wan grabbed the clothes and was about to put them on for Dongfang Aoshi.

But for some reason, she suddenly stopped, changed her mind, and yelled at Wen Rou, "What are you doing in a daze? Come here and change the clothes for the prince!"

Didn't this woman miss any chance to get in touch with Dongfang Aoshi?

how suddenly...

Gentle was surprised, but she still stepped forward to take the clothes and change them for Dongfang Aoshi.

"My lord, what I said that day..."

The tail sound dragged away.

Dongfang Aoshi squeezed Gentle's wrist fiercely, with sharp eyes, warning, "You'd better stop provoking me."

Gentle struggled for a while, but didn't break free, so she didn't hide at all, and said directly, "I didn't provoke, what I said was the truth! The matter of the former princess and the prince has nothing to do with me. The person you want to revenge is really dead. , I'm not really gentle, and I didn't kill the former princess and prince!"

The more gentle you speak, the more excited you become——

She is really wronged!

"Shut up!" Dongfang Aoshi's face immediately changed when the former princess and prince were mentioned, as gloomy as the sea in a storm.

Wen Wan looked at Dongfang Aoshi, then at Wenrou, not understanding what they were talking about.

The steward stepped forward and whispered, telling Wen Wan what happened a few days ago.

After Wen Wan finished listening, her expression became very strange and complicated.

"My lord..."

Wen Wan opened her lips, as if she wanted to say something.

Dongfang Aoshi came over with a sharp look, and immediately stopped his head, not daring to speak.

Rourou was trying to explain to Dongfang Aoshi that she was not the murderer who killed his wife and children, and she didn't notice the subtle eye contact between them.

"Dongfang Aoshi, I know this matter sounds strange, but I can swear that everything I say is true, and there is absolutely no falsehood!"

Dongfang Aoshi had a cold expression, not listening at all.

Damn!

She spoke so sincerely, why did Dongfang Aoshi not believe it?

Gentle vomits blood, really wants to take a hammer to smash his head open, stuff the explanation in, and it's over!

"Oriental pride—"

Suddenly something fell from the sky, blinding the view.

Rourou grabbed it and looked, it was the clothes that Dongfang Aoshi wanted to change.

Dongfang Aoshi's eyes were cold and his expression was very impatient.

Rourou looked down, and found that his wet clothes had started to harden slowly under the freezing temperature.

It turned out to be cold.

No wonder his face is so stinky and he can't listen to others.

Rourou temporarily stopped explaining, and changed Dongfang Aoshi's clothes, hoping that this would make him change his view of himself, calm down, and listen to his explanation carefully.

Dongfang Aoshi is tall, a full head and a half taller than her, it is difficult for Gentle to stand on tiptoe to help him dress.

Had to climb onto the soft couch.

As soon as Wen Wen went up, Wen Wan was driven down.

Looking at Wen Wan's gentle eyes, she became more and more vicious and hateful.

Gently ignored, focusing on changing clothes.

Suddenly, Gentle saw that on Dongfang Aoshi's left back arm, there was a small tattoo, which seemed to be a word——

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