Dangerous Passion: The President's VIP Lover

"His Majesty sent someone to send a message, stating that there will be a banquet in the palace tomorrow, and the prince and concubine are invited to attend."

"Princess?" Dongfang Aoshi snorted coldly, "Which one is he referring to?"

The servant looked at Wen Rou tremblingly, "Yes... yes... yes..."

The servant waited for a long time, but he couldn't come up with a complete sentence.

Dongfang Aoshi waved.

The servant retreated as if he had been released again.

Dongfang Aoshi played with the teacup, ignoring the brocade box on the table.

Rourou was not interested in that box at all, and didn't even glance at it.

However, Dongfang Aoshi asked her, "Second Miss, do you think this king should go?"

It was completely unexpected that Dongfang Aoshi would ask himself this question, and he hesitated softly, "This is the Ninth Prince's housework, and it is inconvenient for me to ask about it."

"My lord needs your opinion now." Dongfang Aoshi held her gentle chin, forced her to face him, and said with a more serious tone, "Second Miss, won't you even be willing to help with such a trivial matter?"

Of course not!

Wen Rou replied in her heart, but she didn't show anything on the face, "The Ninth Prince should ask the princess for her opinion on this matter."

Whether Dongfang Aoshi wants to attend the banquet held by Dongfang Kuangye is Dongfang Aoshi's own business, and has nothing to do with her.

Gentle identity, not suitable for having opinions.

She didn't want to get involved either.

Another point is that Wen Rou doesn't want to have anything to do with Dongfang Maniac.

She really didn't want to be pestered by Dongfang Maniac anymore.

Dongfang Aoshi squinted his eyes, with a smile that was not a smile, "This king is asking."

"Ninth Prince made a mistake. I am not your princess. Your princess is gentle. You should ask her."

"What if the king insists on asking you?"

"It's better for the prince to ask the concubine." Gentle lowered her eyes, and she refused to dip into this troubled water.

Dongfang Aoshi did not speak, opened the brocade box, and shook the very delicate post under the warm sunshine, "How many ways are there to the palace?"

"Going back to my lord, it's about eighty miles, and I need to cross the entire Suzaku City." The steward replied respectfully.

"Crossing the entire Suzaku City...the journey is quite long." Dongfang Aoshi nodded.

"It's a bit far away, but tomorrow happens to be a temple fair, and it will be very lively. If the prince is interested, you can go for a walk after returning from the banquet." The steward said.

temple fair?

Isn't that a lot of people?

Gentle thought.

When there are many people, it is very convenient to escape...

If she can persuade Dongfang Aoshi to take her to the banquet, and when she comes back, she will escape to Wen's house under the pretext of going to the temple fair, and then lie that she has met a master Huangfu Hao is familiar with, and rescue her from the horse thief...

At that time, Dongfang Aoshi just wants people, and he has no name.

In that case, he can return to Wen Mansion safely without being threatened by Dongfang Aoshi.

Wenrou's mind was spinning rapidly, and she was thinking about it, the more she thought about it, the more she felt that this method was feasible.

As for what to do after returning to the Wen Mansion, whether Dongfang Aoshi Aoshi will play cheap again and ask someone to kidnap him, let's think about it after he escapes successfully.

After thinking about it gently and carefully, he said to Dongfang Aoshi, "Dongfang Aoshi, I think it's better for you to go to the banquet."

"Better?" Dongfang Aoshi raised his eyebrows, "I want to hear it, what's better?"

"Dongfangkuan is also the emperor. He holds a banquet and sends someone to invite him. If you don't go, the emperor will blame him."