Dangerous Passion: The President's VIP Lover

"The master arranged him in Meiyuan where the second young lady used to live."

Nameless nodded, understood, "Go to sleep, after you wake up, you will forget what happened today."

After finishing speaking, Wuming chanted a series of incantations.

Chen Guanshi, who was still sitting very upright, suddenly fell to the table after listening to the incantation.

"Tian Jin."

"Mr. Wuming." Tian Jin's expression was shocked, and he was still caught in the shock that Wuming just brought to him, and he didn't fully recover——

This is the first time he saw such a miraculous picture...

"After half an hour, Manager Chen will wake up. You send her back, and I will go find the prince."

"Yes."

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When Wuming came to Dongfang Aoshi's room, he happened to meet the steward who came out with a plate.

Nothing on the plate moved.

The steward's expression was also extremely worried.

"My lord is still unwilling to eat?" Wuming frowned.

The steward nodded, "Mr. Anonymous, what should we do? Since the concubine's accident, the prince will not eat anything. If this continues, the prince's body will not be able to bear it."

"Order the kitchen to bring something light, and I will find a way to let the prince eat something."

"Okay." When the steward heard that Wuming had a way to make Dongfang Aoshi eat, he quickly took the maid to the kitchen to prepare.

Wuming stood in front of the door for a while, raised his hand and knocked on the door.

"Knock knock knock..."

There was no response at all.

"My lord, I'm coming in." Wuming said, and directly pushed the door open.

All the windows were closed and there were no lights, so the room was dark.

It took Wuming a while to get used to the light in the room.

Looking around, he saw Dongfang Aoshi leaning on the soft couch, with a lot of books in front of him.

His hair was disheveled, his clothes hadn't been changed, he was wrinkled, and his beard was crawling all over his face... The whole person looked very decadent and lifeless.

Wuming frowned, walked over, and picked up the book on the ground.

"My lord."

Dongfang Aoshi slowly raised his eyes, glanced at Wuming, and then looked away again.

Nameless thought he didn't hear, so he called out again.

"What's the matter?" Dongfang Aoshi's voice was as hoarse as if it had been tempered by fire, "Are you ready for the soul crossing? Then let's go."

As he spoke, he sat up, staggered, and fell to the ground——

If it wasn't for Wuming's quick response to hold him up, Dongfang Aoshi would have been hit hard by this time.

"My lord, why are you..." Wuming never thought that Dongfang Aoshi would become so decadent.

Didn't he already say that things are not yet settled, so don't give up too early?

Wuming sighed for a long time, "My lord, sit down first, I'm not here today to talk about crossing souls."

It is possible that Gentle is not dead, and there is no need to cross the soul at all.

When Dongfang Aoshi heard that Wuming was not talking about crossing the soul, he immediately lay down again, rejecting everything from the outside world.

nameless:"……"

At this moment, "Knock, knock, knock...", there was a knock on the door.

The steward walked in with the prepared meal, "Mr. Unknown."

"Leave the things there, you go to the door and watch, I have something to say to the prince." Wuming ordered.

"Yes." The steward took a look at Dongfang Aoshi and led the maid out. "The master arranged him in Meiyuan where the second young lady used to live."

Nameless nodded, understood, "Go to sleep, after you wake up, you will forget what happened today."

After finishing speaking, Wuming chanted a series of incantations.

Chen Guanshi, who was still sitting very upright, suddenly fell to the table after listening to the incantation.

"Tian Jin."

"Mr. Wuming." Tian Jin's expression was shocked, and he was still caught in the shock that Wuming just brought to him, and he didn't fully recover——

This is the first time he saw such a miraculous picture...

"After half an hour, Manager Chen will wake up. You send her back, and I will go find the prince."

"Yes."

*************************Shangguanrui's special dividing line****************** ************

When Wuming came to Dongfang Aoshi's room, he happened to meet the steward who came out with a plate.

Nothing on the plate moved.

The steward's expression was also extremely worried.

"My lord is still unwilling to eat?" Wuming frowned.

The steward nodded, "Mr. Anonymous, what should we do? Since the concubine's accident, the prince will not eat anything. If this continues, the prince's body will not be able to bear it."

"Order the kitchen to bring something light, and I will find a way to let the prince eat something."

"Okay." When the steward heard that Wuming had a way to make Dongfang Aoshi eat, he quickly took the maid to the kitchen to prepare.

Wuming stood in front of the door for a while, raised his hand and knocked on the door.

"Knock knock knock..."

There was no response at all.

"My lord, I'm coming in." Wuming said, and directly pushed the door open.

All the windows were closed and there were no lights, so the room was dark.

It took Wuming a while to get used to the light in the room.

Looking around, he saw Dongfang Aoshi leaning on the soft couch, with a lot of books in front of him.

His hair was disheveled, his clothes hadn't been changed, he was wrinkled, and his beard was crawling all over his face... The whole person looked very decadent and lifeless.

Wuming frowned, walked over, and picked up the book on the ground.

"My lord."

Dongfang Aoshi slowly raised his eyes, glanced at Wuming, and then looked away again.

Nameless thought he didn't hear, so he called out again.

"What's the matter?" Dongfang Aoshi's voice was as hoarse as if it had been tempered by fire, "Are you ready for the soul crossing? Then let's go."

As he spoke, he sat up, staggered, and fell to the ground——

If it wasn't for Wuming's quick response to hold him up, Dongfang Aoshi would have been hit hard by this time.

"My lord, why are you..." Wuming never thought that Dongfang Aoshi would become so decadent.

Didn't he already say that things are not yet settled, so don't give up too early?

Wuming sighed for a long time, "My lord, sit down first, I'm not here today to talk about crossing souls."

It is possible that Gentle is not dead, and there is no need to cross the soul at all.

When Dongfang Aoshi heard that Wuming was not talking about crossing the soul, he immediately lay down again, rejecting everything from the outside world.

nameless:"……"

At this moment, "Knock, knock, knock...", there was a knock on the door.

The steward walked in with the prepared meal, "Mr. Unknown."

"Leave the things there, you go to the door and watch, I have something to say to the prince." Wuming ordered.

"Yes." The steward took a look at Dongfang Aoshi and led the maid out.