Dangerous Passion: The President's VIP Lover

next door room.

The maids came in and out, very busy.

Everyone will take the door behind them when they come in and out.

When Gentle arrived, I happened to meet two maidservants coming out.

The two maids closed the door first, and then greeted Rou Rou, "Princess."

Gentle eyes probed in, "How is Dongfang Aoshi? Die... I mean, is the burn serious? Will it burn your brains out of your mind?"

"No, the prince's brain won't burn stupidly." The servant girl said, "My husband has come to see him and said that the prince has a fever because of the cold. As long as the fever subsides, he will be fine."

It turned out that it wasn't burning stupid!

The gentle expression was a little disappointed, "How is the burn now?"

"I haven't retreated yet!" The servant girl was so anxious that she left in a hurry after leaving these words, her steps were faster than flying.

It's just a fever, is there any need to panic?

Wenrou felt that they really made a fuss.

Take a step forward, ready to go in and have a look at the situation of Dongfang Aoshi.

As soon as the door was pushed open, a feeling of suffocation rushed towards him.

Tenderness couldn't help but step back.

In the next second, the steward's voice immediately remembered——

"Who opened the door? Hurry up and close it!"

The maid hurriedly ran over to close the door, she was taken aback when she saw Wen Rou.

It took several seconds before I came back to my senses, "Second...Princess, you are here."

"Princess?" The steward turned around and saw the gentle expression on his face.

He rushed over in three steps at a time, grabbed Gentle's hand, and dragged it directly.

Wen Rou was completely defenseless, and was pulled in like this.

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The room is full of maids.

Standing in rows, they formed two teams, guarding Dongfang Aoshi's bedside.

A few people were busy in and out, constantly twisting towels and changing Dongfang Aoshi's forehead.

With so many maids blocking her, Rourou couldn't see clearly the person on the bed....

Couldn't help poking his head slightly——

Dongfang Aoshi lay on the bed..., his face was abnormally flushed, and his body was covered with several quilts, the thickness of which could almost crush a person to death.

Gentle frowning: Didn't Dongfang Aoshi have a high fever?Why are you hugging him so tightly?

Wrapped in this way, the heat cannot escape at all, and the doors and windows in the room are closed, so the air cannot circulate, and there is a big brazier roasting outside the screen...

In this case, even for a month, there is no way to bring down the fever.

"The burn is so severe, why did you cover him with such a thick quilt? Wrapping it like this will only prevent the heat from escaping," Gentle reminded almost reflexively.

The next second, realizing what he said, he quickly shut up and stopped talking.

What happened to Dongfang Aoshi had nothing to do with her.

"But the imperial doctor said, you have to cover the sweat for the prince, so that the fever will go away." While explaining, the steward eagerly grasped the gentle hand, "Is there any better way for the princess to make the prince's fever go away? "

"...I don't know anything." Ruan refused to say anything more.

She came today to see Dongfang Aoshi's embarrassment, not to relieve his fever.

"Princess..." The steward looked at Wen Rou expectantly.

"I don't know anything." Rou Rou said hard-heartedly——

It is impossible for her to teach them how to physically reduce fever.