Dangerous Passion: The President's VIP Lover

But the noise outside was getting louder, and there were more and more maids running around in the corridor, making it too noisy.

There was even a servant girl who hugged her too quickly and fell in from the corridor...

At first, Wenrou still held back and kept silent.

It's none of her business anyway.

But when another maid failed to run steadily, she fell in with a "plop", and the thing in her hand fell in front of Wenrou, almost hitting Wenrou, Wenrou finally couldn't help it——

"What the hell happened? To make you mess up like this?"

"You're clumsy, you can't even serve water! Hurry up and get a new one!" The steward came in and scolded the maid, then turned to talk to Rou Rou, "The prince is sick."

"Sick?" Rou Rou was taken aback, completely unexpected that this would be the case.

How could Dongfang Aoshi get sick?

Shouldn't a disaster like his be invulnerable for thousands of years?

Tenderness surprised...

The steward thought that the gentle and dazed expression was because he was worried about Dongfang Aoshi, so he said, "I don't know what happened. In the middle of the night, the prince suddenly started to have a high fever without any symptoms. It has been several hours. , and did not retreat."

"Oh." Gentle nodded, said nothing on the surface, but cheered silently in her heart: Burn it!burn it!It's best to burn Dongfang Aoshi's brains to a fool!

"Princess, go and see the prince, what's the point of burning like this." The steward was sweating profusely.

"I'm not a doctor, what am I going to do?" Rourou wished that Dongfang Aoshi would die of illness quickly, so how could she still go to see him?

To see, it is also when he is terminally ill, to see if he is dead.

"princess……"

The steward wanted to say something, but suddenly there was a loud "boom" from the next door.

The next second, a servant girl hurried over, with a panicked expression on her face, "Steward, my lord, my lord, my lord..."

"What's wrong with your lord?"

"My lord...he fell off the bed!"

"Didn't I tell you to watch carefully? How could you let the prince fall off the bed?" The steward blamed and left in a hurry.

Rou Rou sat at the table, eating breakfast leisurely, originally she didn't intend to get involved in this matter.

But as soon as he heard that Dongfang Aoshi fell off the bed, he immediately regained his energy.

Put the chopsticks away.

Gentle stood up——

How could she miss Dongfang Aoshi's scourge and embarrassment?

Gentle decided to check it out!

"princess?"

"Which room is Dongfang Aoshi living in now?" Wen Rou asked, her eyes sparkling, a little excited.

"Is the princess going to see the prince?"

"Who wants to..." Rourou's subconscious tone became intense, and in the next second, she realized that she was a little gloating, so she quickly restrained herself, "Yes, I'll go and see how he is doing now."

"Princess, please come with your subordinates. The prince is in the next room." The servant girl led the way for Rou Rou, and told her about the situation, "My subordinate heard from Cun Xin, who was serving the prince, that the prince didn't know what was going on last night, so he returned to the room." At that time, the whole body was wet, and the lips were purple from the cold... Strange, it didn't rain last night, how could the prince be wet all over..."

How Dongfang Aoshi got sick, Rourou was not interested at all.

The only thing she is interested in is to watch Dongfang Aoshi in a mess.

Thinking of seeing that demon Dongfang Aoshi in distress, Rourou couldn't help being excited!

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