"It's very smelly!" gently waved his hand in disgust.

She doesn't like alcoholics.

"I think I am very fragrant. If the second lady doesn't believe it, can you smell it?" As he said that, Dongfang Aoshi suddenly reached out and pressed her onto her!

Gentle was not prepared at all, and just hit his shoulder heavily, almost breaking his chin, and it felt numb.

"Dongfang Aoshi--" Wenrou wanted to get angry, but it was useless to face a drunkard.

I can only bear it.

However, the action just now made Wenrou confirm one thing, that is—

Dongfang Aoshi is indeed drunk.

Just say why he was so strange today, and just said some messy things.

It's impossible for him to do this normally.

Gently feeling the burning temperature coming out of his skin, his mind quickly turned—

Dongfang Aoshi is drunk. Can she take this opportunity to make things easier?

However, there is another very important thing between clichés.

That is, first find out the safety of Huangfu Hao.

He took a secret breath and spoke gently and tentatively, "Dongfang Aoshi, the servant just now, are you really going to torture?"

"What servant?" Dongfang Aoshi spoke "vaguely", looking drunk and unconscious.

In the deep eyes, I quickly recognized a sharp light.

Gentle Rou leaned against Dongfang Aoshi's shoulders, so he couldn't see his expression.

"Just just now, the servant who accidentally splashed the wine on your body."

"Suddenly I cared about the servants in my palace... The second lady has a marriage relationship with that servant?" Dongfang Aoshi raised his head, pinched his gentle jaw, and looked deep into her eyes.

Wenrou was a little numb when he saw her, but on the surface, she didn't show it, "The servant is from the royal family, how could I have anything to do with him?"

"It's okay to care so much? Didn't the second lady never care about the life or death of anyone in the royal palace?" Dongfang Aoshi's voice was heavy, evil and sharp, and clear.

For a moment, Wenrou thought he was not drunk.

But when Wenrou Dingqing looked at it, Dongfang Aoshi's eyes suddenly became blurred again.

Gentle wonders in his heart—

Just now, was she dazzled?

"Why don't Miss Second answer my question?"

Dongfang Aoshi's low and slightly hoarse voice suddenly pulled back his gentle thoughts.

She calmed down, "It's really not my business for the people in the royal palace. I won't interfere no matter how you deal with it. But if it's because of me, I'll be punished, I'll stand up and say."

"Is that true?" Dongfang Aoshi raised his eyebrows, and a sharp flashed quickly in his eyes.

This is not the first time, Gentle has spoken for the servant.

Although every time, as Wenrou said, there is a reason for things.

But Dongfang Aoshi just felt that something was wrong.

I think that gentleness has something to hide...

But what happened? Dongfang Aoshi guessed several times, but he couldn't guess it.

never mind.

Don't rush at this moment.

Wenrou saw Dongfang Aoshi's expression and knew that he must be suspicious.

He said coldly and asked, "Otherwise? The Ninth Prince thinks, do I have any other reason to speak for your servant?"

A simple sentence asked Dongfang Aoshi.

He frowned and stared deeply at Gentle.

Are you really drunk?

For a moment, he couldn't tell whether his gentle expression was pretending or real...
Chapter completed!