Wen Wan took the opportunity to command her, "Bring the sweet-scented osmanthus fish for my princess, hurry up, my princess is hungry."

This woman!

Wenrou really wanted to pinch her to death!

In my heart, I scolded Wen Wan thousands of times.

On the surface, he didn't show anything, silently serving the sweet-scented osmanthus fish to Wen Wan.

Wen Wan took a mouthful and vomited, "What's the smell? It's so fishy? Even serving a dish will spoil the taste, it's really useless! What are you doing in a daze? Hurry up and throw it away!"

gentle:"……"

Tolerate!

gentle.

Must endure!

Leave this woman alone.

Wen Wan is a neuropathy, a neuropathy who immediately gets angry when she sees something unpleasant.

Moreover, she didn't come here today to find Wen Wan, so there's no need to pay attention to it.

Take a deep breath gently, and suppress the anger, "Princess, wouldn't it be a pity that such a good food has been poured out? If you don't want to eat it, then keep it and take it away later, we will eat it."

"An eyesore!"

"Princess, you don't need to look at it." Wen Wen was actually very angry, and really wanted to smoke Wen Wan.But on the surface, she was still very calm, and even slightly bent the corner of her lower lip, smiling, "If the princess thinks there is no way to avoid it, you can cut off the blindfold. Or, poke the eyes blind, it's useless anyway."

For an idiot woman like Wen Wan who pushed her own sister into the fire pit because she called her name in Dongfang Ao Shimeng, there is no difference at all between having eyes and not having eyes.

"Gentle, how dare you make fun of this princess?!" Wen Wan was only very confused about the matter of Dongfang's arrogance, but in normal times, she was very shrewd.

How could it be possible that she couldn't hear that Rourou was scolding herself for being blind and unable to see the truth of the matter?

He grabbed the bowl and wanted to throw it over, but because of Dongfang's arrogant and sharp eyes, he didn't dare.

Frowning angrily, he put the bowl back on the table.

Damn gentle!

When she is pregnant and after she is born, let's see how I deal with her!

Wen Wan clenched her fists fiercely, temporarily swallowing the bad breath.

Wen Rou likes to see Wen Wan clearly very angry, but she dare not attack.

It gave her a sense of vengeance—

Wen Wan, this woman, just needs to be cleaned up!

If it's possible, Ruan really wants to, just a few words will piss this idiot to death!

"How dare I? You are the concubine of the Ninth Prince." She smiled softly, but the smile didn't reach her eyes, "How dare I offend someone who was murdered by my own sister? I don't want to suffer."

This is insinuating that Wen Wan is the kind who will directly hit someone if she disagrees with her, which is completely rude.

Wen Wan is not a fool, why can't she hear it?

Her eyes widened, mad with rage.

"you you you--"

Grabbed the bowl again and wanted to smash it...

Rourou frowned subconsciously, thinking that she would be unable to avoid it this time, and would be smashed to the ground.

In less than a second, countless ways flashed through Gentle's mind——

Behind him, the nearest pillar, it took at least five seconds to run over, and it was too late.

It's even worse when you squat down.

With a gentle personality, it is impossible to just throw away a bowl.

When she squatted down, it was simply a chance for Wen Wan to smash her up!

Wen Rou had no choice but to shrink back and close her eyes.

At this moment, Dongfang Aoshi's faint voice sounded.

"Peel the shrimp."

Wen Rou was taken aback: It's this time, and he ordered himself to peel the shrimp?

He wasn't worried, the bowl in Wen Wan's hand could be smashed every second?

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