Dangerous Passion: The President's VIP Lover

Bow your head and get closer little by little.

Just a second before touching Mizusawa's red lips, the steward's voice came from outside the sedan chair.

"My lord, we have arrived."

"..."

"My lord."

"..."

"My lord?"

"..."

He even shouted three times, but there was no response, and the steward immediately understood that something inconvenient had happened inside.

So, he shouted at the team, "Turn back the same way and circle around the city again."

"Steward?" The bearer didn't understand, he had already arrived at the palace, why did he have to go around again.

"Tell you to go around, so much nonsense!"

"Yes."

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Since Dongfang Aoshi didn't make a sound, the steward thought they were still busy, and commanded the bearers to carry the sedan chair around the city again and again.

It was almost night when we stopped.

The sky is full of stars.

The maids lined up the palace lanterns and stretched all the way, illuminating the entire palace.

The sedan chair passed through the palace gate, entered the palace, and headed for the banquet hall.

"Have you entered the palace yet?" After sleeping all day, Wen Rou was in great spirits.

Dongfang Aoshi didn't speak, closed his eyes and rested his mind, he didn't dare to be interested in anything outside.

If you don't say it, don't say it!

She sees for herself.

Gentlely opened the curtain and poked her head out.

She had seen the majesty and magnificence of the royal palace in TV dramas before, and this was the first time she saw it so closely.

Really beautiful and luxurious.

I don't know how many times more spectacular than the castle in the fairy tale.

All around, coming and going, are all guards.

The maids shuttled among them, busy, forming a very magnificent scenery.

When they stopped at the door to confirm their identities, they happened to see a concubine passing by surrounded by a large group of people.

The gorgeous dress and luxurious pomp make people dazzled.

Gentleness has not recovered for a long time——

No wonder so many women are trying their best to squeeze into the palace to become concubines.

Everyone would be envious of this kind of treatment.

Gentleness is not envious, it's just a look——

Before crossing over, she had watched a lot of palace fighting dramas. Women in the palace, no matter whether they win or lose, they will not end well.

Fighting for fame, fortune and power, until the end, is not a pile of bones.

Wen Rou feels that there is no need to make her life like that for the sake of a life of rich clothes and good food.

As long as life is happy, why make yourself so tired.

Because of this, Rourou refused Dongfang Kuangye to accept her as his concubine back then.

But that's all in the past, and it's meaningless to mention it again.

Wenrou now only hopes that Dongfangkuang can also look at the past affection and help herself.

Help her escape from the palm of Dongfang Aoshi.

In this way, she will be grateful to Dongfang Kuangye for the rest of her life.

Look left and right.

The sedan chair has passed through one palace after another, and arrived at the main hall where Dongfang Kuang also used to entertain guests.

The entire palace is brightly lit, just like the daytime.

A lot of people came and it was very lively.

Gentle looked around, and found that most of the guests were invited by Dongfang Aoshi when he was having a banquet at the palace before——

Everyone separated in threes and fives, chatting with each other in various places in the main hall, and their expressions were very happy.