"This king not only ordered people to cut off his tongue, but also ordered people to dig out those dog eyes that don't understand people..."

Dongfang Aoshi talked more and more vigorously.

Gentle but couldn't bear it any longer, and vomited again——

"Ugh..." She quickly moved out of the bed.

Still a step behind.

Dirty things vomited all over the place and the sheets were stained a bit.

Dongfang Aoshijun's face darkened suddenly: "Is this king so disgusting?"

Lying there tenderly and weakly, her stomach still hurting, "It's because what you said was too bloody... vomit..."

Vomited again.

Dongfang Aoshi wrapped him in a quilt and picked him up.

"Steward." The voice was cold and very unhappy.

"Yes, my lord." The steward ran up quickly.

Behind him, followed by two rows of servant girls.

"Clean up, bring clean clothes over here."

"Yes."

The steward commanded quickly, and first called someone to get the clothes, and then divided the maidservants into two teams, one to clean up the dirty things, and the other to clean up the clutter in the study.

These maids are very efficient.

After a while, the study was tidy again.

Clean clothes were also sent to Gentle.

The steward also ordered someone to bring water to wash Rou Rou's mouth and wash it.

Gentle and simple tidied up and changed into clothes.

Go back to the room with Dongfang Aoshi.

The steward had already prepared the food and put it on the table, steaming hot.

Unlike before, today's things are all bland.

It is estimated that it is too greasy, which makes gentle nausea and vomiting.

"Thank you." Rourou really thanked the steward for being so careful all the time and taking care of everything.

"Princess, you are welcome." The steward's attitude was very respectful, without any personal feelings.

She is good to Wenrou simply because Dongfang is proud of the world.

Started, served a bowl of porridge, and sent it to Gentle.

"The subordinate asked the imperial doctor to add some medicinal materials to the stomach. The princess should eat more." The steward's attitude was respectful from beginning to end.

Every time he said a word, he looked at Dongfang Aoshi.

No matter how gentle and stupid she is, it can be seen that the steward's care for her is because of Dongfang Aoshi's relationship.

In an instant, the feeling of gratitude disappeared.

The voice suddenly became awkward and tough, "Leave it alone."

The steward nodded, put down his things, and backed away.

Gently and silently sighed, feeling a little depressed——

I thought that after getting along for such a long time, the steward has gotten closer to me, and if I want to run away in the future, maybe I can help or something.

Now it seems that this hope is about to be completely dashed——

The manager only obeys Dongfang Aoshi's orders, it is absolutely impossible to help her!

Thinking of this, Wen Wen's mood became more and more depressed, and she had no appetite to eat at all.

But just now I vomited everything up, and my stomach felt empty and uncomfortable.

Wen Rou had no choice but to force herself to pick up the bowl and eat something.

I found that the taste of the porridge was not bad, with a faint orange fragrance, very appetizing.

I didn't pay attention for a while, and ate most of the bowl.

During this period, Dongfang Aoshi didn't speak, just sat there, staring at Wenrou with his bright black eyes.

The atmosphere is very strange.

Twice in a row, he vomited on Dongfang Aoshi, feeling a little embarrassed in his tender heart.

So, I took the initiative to find a topic, "There are medicinal materials in the porridge, it tastes good, do you want to eat some?"

Dongfang Aoshi narrowed his eyes and nodded.

When the steward heard that Dongfang Aoshi wanted to eat, he hurried forward to serve...

Wenrou stopped her, took the bowl, and filled a bowl for Dongfang Aoshi himself.

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