Contract New Love: Wang Ye's No. 2 favorite concubine

"This king said it was a joke, don't you take it seriously?" Dongfang Aoshi curled his lips jokingly.

"It's the prince's expression that is too serious..." Tian Jin's voice trembled slightly.

Just now, for a moment, Tian Jin really believed what Dongfang Aoshi said.

If it weren't for—

Dongfang Aoshi leaned against the sun, with shadows...

"It's just a joke, don't take it to heart." Dongfang Aoshi waved his hand and got up, "The king will come back later tomorrow, and you can handle the affairs of the house."

With that said, he turned and walked towards the bedroom.

"Yes, my lord." Tian Jin nodded, looking at Dongfang Aoshi's back, lost in thought——

Was what the prince said just now a joke?

Why does he feel that the prince is not joking?

Mr. Unknown hardly cares about worldly affairs. It is impossible for him to intervene in matters that are not very important and cannot be resolved.

There is also the forbearance of the king, the attitude of the queen mother...

With all these things connected, Tian Jin suddenly felt that what Dongfang Aoshi said just now did not seem like a joke.

Thinking of this, Tian Jin finally couldn't help it, and shuddered fiercely.

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The steward left the hairpin stubbornly and left.

Rourou studied and recalled seriously, wondering if she really had such a hairpin.

But after studying it all night, I didn't remember where I saw the hairpin brought by the steward——

Strange.

The steward obviously lied, saying that the hairpin originally belonged to her.

The strange thing is, no matter what Wen Rou thinks, her head is about to burst, and she can't remember when she had such a hairpin.

It stands to reason that it is impossible for her to forget such a precious thing.

But, she just couldn't think of anything.

There is no sense of familiarity with the hairpin.

Could it be... is she thinking too much?

Didn't you really say that you slipped your tongue on the day you were in charge?

impossible.

If it was really a slip of the tongue, how could the manager's attitude be so panicked.

At the time of Wenrou, everyone saw cold sweat dripping from the steward's forehead.

This shows that the steward really lied.

This hairpin is not freshly made at all——

Judging from the supervisor's reaction, the hairpin should have belonged to her originally.

But Wen Rou couldn't remember when she bought such a hairpin.

Damn!

what is going on?

Gently run your hands through your hair.

irritable.

"Second Miss wants to become a monk?" Dongfang Aoshi's deep and pleasant voice rang in his ears.

Gentle paused, and looked up.

Dongfang Aoshi came in at some point and stood in front of him.

He was dressed in black, and around his waist was a dragon-shaped jade pendant that symbolized his status.

Backlit, the facial features appear deeper, as if carved out.

Gentle calmed down, with an unnatural expression, "What do you mean?"

Dongfang Aoshi sat down, raised her black hair with his slender fingers, twisted it repeatedly, and played with it, "Didn't the second miss want to rip off her hair and marry the monk?"

Why do you worship a monk?

Is he cursing himself to be bald?

Gentlely lowered her face, "I'm thinking about something."

"Why are you so serious about it?" Dongfang Aoshi looked at her with light in his eyes.

"This is my business, there's no need to tell you." Gentle snatched her hair back.