Dangerous Passion: The President's VIP Lover

This time the king hosted a banquet, if she didn't verify her identity, her husband would soon become someone else's!

How could Wen Wan let her go?

With a flash in his eyes, he stretched out his feet gently and without leaving a trace.

"Boom-"

Wen Rou ran so fast that she didn't even notice that her skirt was stepped on, and the whole person just fell forward and fell to the ground.

pain!

There is only this feeling of tenderness——

All the nerves in his body were numb in an instant, and he couldn't even make a sound.

The steward immediately led the maid to embrace her and helped Wen Rou up.

"Princess, are you okay?"

"It's okay..." Gentle shook her head, but she was already dripping with cold sweat from the pain.

"Does the princess want to rest..."

"No need!" Gentle and excitedly interrupted the manager's words.

After all, there was a chance to escape from the palace, how could Rou Rou give up lightly, because of this little injury, she went back to her room to rest?

"Uh... don't get excited, princess, this subordinate just wants princess to sit down and rest for a while."

"No, I'm fine." Rourou pushed the hand of the steward away and walked towards the sedan chair.

Wen Wan has already taken several steps ahead, and she is about to accept the sedan chair. If she doesn't catch up quickly, she might not be able to leave the palace today.

"My lord, this..." The steward looked at Dongfang Aoshi in embarrassment.

Dongfang Aoshi didn't change his face, and there was no expression on his face.

Obviously, he didn't intend to intervene in the open and covert struggle between Wen Wen and Wen Wan, the sisters.

Seeing Dongfang Aoshi's expression, the steward also withdrew.

Gentle and cold glance at Dongfang Aoshi, I really despise such a man!

Watching the two women fighting in front of them, the anger could burn the entire palace.

But from the beginning to the end, he didn't say a word, just watched, watching the tigers fight across the mountain.

What is a wonderful man, Rourou finally saw it today.

Even more determined, she was determined to leave.

Living under the same roof with such a man, Wen Rou feels that every second is a waste!

Gentle and gentle, arriving at the sedan chair at the same time.

At the beginning, she was full of momentum and gentleness, but when it came to a critical moment, all her movements stopped.

Standing respectfully beside the sedan chair, waiting for Dongfang Aoshi to come over——

Without Dongfang Aoshi's consent, Wen Wan dared not get on the sedan chair at all.

Wen Rou didn't care so much, lifted the car curtain and sat in directly.

"You—" Wen Wan rolled her eyes and her face was ashen.

She gave Wen Rou a hard look, turned around and complained to Dongfang Aoshi, "My lord, look at her, she has no manners at all, she is simply a village woman in the mountains."

Dongfang Aoshi glanced at the person in the sedan chair indifferently, "Come here, take her back to her room."

When Wen Wan heard it, she thought that Dongfang Aoshi was trying to deal with gentleness, and she immediately became arrogant, with an arrogant look on her face, looking at gentle eyes, it was a good show.

However, in the next second, Wen Wan was stunned, with an extremely astonished expression, and sharply scolded, "Steward, you are so brave! How dare you touch this princess? Are you deaf? Didn't hear what the prince said, send the second lady back to the room ?”

Vigorously shake off the hands of the steward and the maid.

"Princess, what the lord wants is for you to go back to your room to rest. For today's banquet, it is enough for the lord and the second lady to go." The steward explained patiently.

When Wen Wan heard this, her face immediately turned livid——

Dongfang Aoshi actually wanted to take Rourou to the king's banquet?

She is the princess that Dongfang Aoshi Mingmei is marrying!

Why is it that the person who goes there is not yourself, but gentleness?