Dangerous Passion: The President's VIP Lover

Back in the room, Dongfang Aoshi first put down the already tired and drowsy Wenrou, and covered the quilt.

Then undress.

The court lady waited on her with all her heart and soul.

Looking at Dongfang Aoshi's expression, he made sure that he was in a good mood, and then said, "My lord, the king just now..."

Dongfang proudly raised his hand.

The palace maid immediately understood, and retreated silently.

Dongfang Aoshi sat quietly by the bed for a while, got up, and came to the door.

On his body, he was still wearing the suit that came out of the bath, which was very thin.

"My lord, it's so late, it's cold outside, go back to your room and rest." The steward stepped forward to remind.

Dongfang Aoshi didn't move, his eyes fell into the distance, "He just came here."

It's an affirmative tone.

Dongfangkuang also made such a loud noise, how could he not know?

The steward nodded.

At the beginning, she was arranging for the prince and princess to leave tomorrow morning, so she was not there.

When I came back, I happened to see the Queen Mother dragging Dongfang Kuang away.

"Why did you leave halfway? Aren't you so angry that you want to look for this king's desperate posture?" Dongfang Aoshi pulled his thin lips mockingly.

"It's too late."

"Queen Mother? No wonder..." Dongfang Kuang laughed again, and his robe was blown up by the wind.

"My lord, it's late, go back and rest."

Dongfang Aoshi still didn't move.

Taking a deep look at Dongfang Kuangye's palace, he said lightly, "This king still has some things to deal with tomorrow."

"My lord still wants to stay in the palace?" The steward was taken aback, completely unexpected that Dongfang Aoshi would make such a decision.

In the past, if he could not stay in the palace, he would not stay in the palace.

"You arrange." Dongfang Aoshi nodded, left this sentence, and turned back to the room.

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Gentle woke up with sore body.

Dongfang Aoshi was not there, she was lying alone on the bed... on the bed.

All around, a piece of silence.

Thought no one was there.

Gentle struggled and sat up.

"Are you awake?" A gentle voice came to my ears.

Wen Rou was stunned for a moment, and then saw that there was a woman sitting by the bed, about 50 years old.

Judging from her attire and temperament, her status in the palace should not be simple.

"You...?" The gentleness in the past, who stayed in the palace and wanted to grasp the power so much, must know the woman in front of her.

Now she has no impression of all this.

Because the body is still the same, but the soul is no longer the original person.

"What? Don't know Aijia anymore?" The woman smiled faintly, looking very kind.

"I... have a problem with my brain, I don't remember the past." It's not easy to talk too much to the woman, so I can only make a random reason.

The woman didn't ask any more questions, and ordered the maid to put on Wen Rou's clothes and wash her hands.

"Are you hungry? Come over and have something to eat. These are specially prepared by the imperial chef."

The gentle expression was puzzled, a little unable to digest the situation in front of him.

Didn't Dongfang Aoshi say that she used to be cruel and merciless, and when she was in the palace, she had enmity with every concubine of the late emperor, even the court ladies hated her to the bone?

Why hasn't anyone felt any resentment since entering the palace yesterday?

The court lady has no resentment towards her, which can be explained by the fact that she has been replaced by Dongfang Aoshi.