Dangerous Passion: The President's VIP Lover

He didn't stand firm, staggered, and fell with a "bang--".

His head hit the sharp part of the chair heavily, and blood flowed out.

"My lord!" Wuming was startled, and hurried over to help him.

Dongfang Aoshi was very uncooperative, struggling restlessly, and refused to stand up no matter what.

There was a big gash on his forehead, the wound was deep, and the blood kept flowing out, staining his clothes red.

People who drank alcohol had a lot of brute force, and Wuming couldn't hold Dongfang Aoshi back at all.

So, he rushed to the door and shouted loudly, "Steward!"

"Mr. Unknown." Hearing the voice, the steward rushed in with a few servant girls.

"One person goes to call the imperial doctor, and the others come to help." Wuming pressed Dongfang Aoshi to prevent him from moving around, so as not to bump into something again.

"Yes." The steward made arrangements immediately.

The maid hurriedly ran to call for someone.

Wuming asked the steward to call a few guards over, and everyone worked together to carry Dongfang Aoshi back to the room.

The doctor will come soon.

First, he gave Dongfang Aoshi some tranquilizing medicine to calm him down.

Then, the medicine was given to Dongfang Aoshi.

A large group of people worked until midnight to finally settle Dongfang Aoshi.

Dongfang Aoshi fell asleep.

Wuming asked the servant girl to stay and watch, while he and the steward retreated outside the door.

"What happened? Why did the prince suddenly go to the study to drink?" Wuming frowned deeply.

"Probably...it has something to do with the princess." The steward hesitated for a while, and said uncertainly.

"perhaps?"

The steward nodded, and briefly described what happened just now, "...the prince and the princess were in the room, and there seemed to be a little dispute. We were all outside at the time. The concubine said something about General Han... Then, the prince became like this."

After the steward finished speaking, he let out a long sigh.

General Han?

Wuming’s chest jumped——

Wenrou told Dongfang Aoshi, what happened in the past?

"Mr. Unknown..." The steward hesitated for a moment, but asked anyway.

"what?"

"What happened between the lord and the concubine?" The steward couldn't figure out what kind of old grudge between Dongfang Aoshi and Wenrou would cause such an unpleasant quarrel. "

"It's nothing." Wuming's eyes flickered slightly, "It's just some old things, it's fine when it's over."

is it?

The steward glanced at Wen Rou's guest room, then at the room behind him, and sighed deeply, feeling that things were not as simple as Mr. Unknown said.

*********************Special dividing line for Dongfang Aoshi************************ ***********

Gentle all night, chest pain.

Lying on the bed..., tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep no matter what.

After finally falling asleep, those horrible pictures of the previous life would appear in the dream, and I would be awakened instantly.

Tossing over and over again.

In the end, Wen Rou really had no choice but to stay awake.

Lying there with her eyes open, she stayed up until three o'clock in the morning before she finally felt sleepy and fell into a deep sleep.

Within a few hours, I woke up again.

At this time, it was already past eight o'clock in the morning.

Although Wenrou was very tired, she lay on the bed...but couldn't fall asleep.

Just get up and take a shower.

There was no one in the room, neither the steward nor the maid was there.He didn't stand firm, staggered, and fell with a "bang--".

His head hit the sharp part of the chair heavily, and blood flowed out.

"My lord!" Wuming was startled, and hurried over to help him.

Dongfang Aoshi was very uncooperative, struggling restlessly, and refused to stand up no matter what.

There was a big gash on his forehead, the wound was deep, and the blood kept flowing out, staining his clothes red.

People who drank alcohol had a lot of brute force, and Wuming couldn't hold Dongfang Aoshi back at all.

So, he rushed to the door and shouted loudly, "Steward!"

"Mr. Unknown." Hearing the voice, the steward rushed in with a few servant girls.

"One person goes to call the imperial doctor, and the others come to help." Wuming pressed Dongfang Aoshi to prevent him from moving around, so as not to bump into something again.

"Yes." The steward made arrangements immediately.

The maid hurriedly ran to call for someone.

Wuming asked the steward to call a few guards over, and everyone worked together to carry Dongfang Aoshi back to the room.

The doctor will come soon.

First, he gave Dongfang Aoshi some tranquilizing medicine to calm him down.

Then, the medicine was given to Dongfang Aoshi.

A large group of people worked until midnight to finally settle Dongfang Aoshi.

Dongfang Aoshi fell asleep.

Wuming asked the servant girl to stay and watch, while he and the steward retreated outside the door.

"What happened? Why did the prince suddenly go to the study to drink?" Wuming frowned deeply.

"Probably...it has something to do with the princess." The steward hesitated for a while, and said uncertainly.

"perhaps?"

The steward nodded, and briefly described what happened just now, "...the prince and the princess were in the room, and there seemed to be a little dispute. We were all outside at the time. The concubine said something about General Han... Then, the prince became like this."

After the steward finished speaking, he let out a long sigh.

General Han?

Wuming’s chest jumped——

Wenrou told Dongfang Aoshi, what happened in the past?

"Mr. Unknown..." The steward hesitated for a moment, but asked anyway.

"what?"

"What happened between the lord and the concubine?" The steward couldn't figure out what kind of old grudge between Dongfang Aoshi and Wenrou would cause such an unpleasant quarrel. "

"It's nothing." Wuming's eyes flickered slightly, "It's just some old things, it's fine when it's over."

is it?

The steward glanced at Wen Rou's guest room, then at the room behind him, and sighed deeply, feeling that things were not as simple as Mr. Unknown said.

*********************Special dividing line for Dongfang Aoshi************************ ***********

Gentle all night, chest pain.

Lying on the bed..., tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep no matter what.

After finally falling asleep, those horrible pictures of the previous life would appear in the dream, and I would be awakened instantly.

Tossing over and over again.

In the end, Wen Rou really had no choice but to stay awake.

Lying there with her eyes open, she stayed up until three o'clock in the morning before she finally felt sleepy and fell into a deep sleep.

Within a few hours, I woke up again.

At this time, it was already past eight o'clock in the morning.

Although Wenrou was very tired, she lay on the bed...but couldn't fall asleep.

Just get up and take a shower.

There was no one in the room, neither the steward nor the maid was there.