Dangerous Passion: The President's VIP Lover

"Dongfang Aoshi suffered from the wind and cold?" Huangfu Hao's eyes flashed, his face sank slightly.

"Yes, it is said that it suddenly started burning in the middle of the night."

"It suddenly started burning in the middle of the night..." Huangfu Hao repeated in a low voice, his eyes sank, and he understood instantly.

Turn around and wait no more.

"Master?"

"Let's go, she won't show up." Dongfang Aoshi was sick on purpose.

The purpose is to prevent tenderness from sending herself away.

Originally, Huangfu Hao was still a little uncertain about Wenrou's identity.

This move of Dongfang Aoshi dispelled the last bit of doubt in his heart.

Huangfu Hao was sure that the one in the palace was his wife who was kidnapped on the eve of their wedding.

As for why Wenrou was taken into the palace by Dongfang Aoshi, and why she didn't want to recognize herself...

Huangfu Hao narrowed his eyes.

He'll find out soon.

It was getting late.

Coupled with the cold, there are almost no pedestrians on the road.

On the avenue, only Huangfu Hao and his personal guards walked on until they completely disappeared from everyone's sight...

********************************************************************* ***********

The time passed to half an hour ago.

Wangfu.

After a fierce sexual intercourse, Wen Rou was so tired that she couldn't even open her eyes, and fell into a deep sleep.

Dongfang Aoshi got up, and asked while putting on his clothes, "Where is the person?"

"The guard at the gate said they are still waiting." The steward replied respectfully.

It's almost three hours, Huangfu Hao still doesn't give up?

Dongfang Aoshi frowned and walked towards the door.

"My lord, you are going to send the emperor—"

Dongfang Aoshi swept over with a sinister look.

When the steward came to his lips, he cut it off suddenly and swallowed it back.

"My lord, it's cold outside, wait a minute." The steward turned to get his clothes.

Looking back, the corridor is empty, where is the figure of Dongfang Aoshi?

********************************************************************* ***********

The sky was overcast.

The wind was blowing, and the dead leaves on the trees were blowing and falling.

On the second floor of the palace closest to the gate, Dongfang Aoshi stood in front of the window, staring down coldly, looking at Huangfu Hao who was guarding the gate and hadn't left for a long time.

The bottomless black eyes quickly flashed sharply.

"My lord, do you want your subordinates to send someone..." Tian Jin saw the gloomyness in Dongfang Aoshi's eyes, and wiped his neck.

Dongfang Aoshi didn't even look at Tian Jin, his voice was cold, "Are you his opponent?"

"...No." Tian Jin rubbed his nose for fun, and stepped aside.

Huangfu Hao was born in a martial arts family since he was a child, and he himself is the leader of the martial arts alliance, and his martial arts attainments are very high. If Tian Jin really went there, he might die without even touching Huangfu Hao's fingers.

"Then stop talking."

"Yes."

A brief silence.

At this time, the steward came, holding a thick cloak, "My lord, put on your clothes quickly, don't catch a cold anymore, the second lady has been busy all day today, and she helped you get rid of the fever."

"The king's fever is caused by her?" Dongfang Aoshi was taken aback, he didn't expect to hear such news from the steward——

Before the fever subsided, Dongfang Aoshi's entire consciousness was chaotic, and he couldn't remember what happened around him at all.

I can only vaguely feel that there are hands that are constantly wiping the ground.