Dangerous Passion: The President's VIP Lover

"The Wen family has other daughters... Maybe we can..."

Dongfang proudly raised his hand to prevent him from continuing.

If Wenrou knew that she and Wuming used her living family members to cross their souls, even if she came back to life, she would only hate herself even more.

The last thing Dongfang Aoshi wants is to be gentle and hate himself...

"My lord, if you don't, you..."

"No name." Dongfang Aoshi interrupted him, "I have something that I have not told you."

Wuming's eyelids twitched, "What's the matter?"

Dongfang Aoshi looked at the row of corpses in front of him with distant eyes.

"You know about Yaohua...?"

Wuming froze, nodded, "The steward has already told me that he is Liudie's child."

"When the accident happened, Yaohua was by Wenrou's side."

"Yaohua is here?" Wuming was taken aback, then stood up suddenly, "How tall is Yaohua?"

Dongfang Aoshi compared a height.

Wuming rushed over and looked at the corpse again.

He didn't notice just now whether the corpse was tall or short.

In my impression, there seems to be no dead body of a child?

perhaps……

Wuming looked over one by one.

However, when he saw the last one, he was disappointed.

In the corner, a small corpse stood there, burned beyond recognition.

Wuming was slumped, feeling a strong loss in his heart, "My lord..."

Dongfang Aoshi didn't respond.

He had already seen that little corpse just now.

That's why I'm so desperate.

Yaohua didn't even escape, let alone lying on the bed......, tender and unable to move?

"After I leave, Liudie will take care of you."

"My lord..."

"You should know that Liudie likes you."

"..." Nameless remained silent, not knowing what to say.

"Don't tell her that Yaohua is gone."

"My lord, don't give up so quickly..." Wuming wanted to find a strong reason to convince Dongfang Aoshi.

But with the corpse standing there, Wuming had no choice but to force himself to say something that didn't match the facts...

"I'm a little tired, go back and rest, I'll leave the rest to you." Dongfang Aoshi said, got up and left the side hall.

Wuming stood there, watching him leave, unable to say any words of comfort.

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Although the possibility of Ruan Rou's survival is zero, Dongfang Aoshi is also very negative and has no hope.

Nameless did not promise this.

He thoroughly checked and checked the identity of every servant girl in the palace, and confirmed the identity of every victim.

It's all the same day, stay to serve the gentle one.

Is the matter... is it really a foregone conclusion?

Nameless frowned, "Steward."

"Mr. Unknown." The steward came forward.

"Did the princess leave anything behind?" Wuming asked.

Even though all the evidences were named, Rou Wen and Yao Hua had already died in that fire.

But Wuming still didn't give up.

He always felt that things happened by coincidence, and there was something wrong...

But what is wrong, Wuming couldn't tell for a while.

"Things?" The steward was taken aback, "Mr. Unknown?"

"The things that the prince usually uses."

"Used things?" The steward frowned and shook his head, "The things used by the princess are all in the courtyard on fire, and they were all burned up." "The Wen family has other daughters... Maybe we can... ..."

Dongfang proudly raised his hand to prevent him from continuing.

If Wenrou knew that she and Wuming used her living family members to cross their souls, even if she came back to life, she would only hate herself even more.

The last thing Dongfang Aoshi wants is to be gentle and hate himself...

"My lord, if you don't, you..."

"No name." Dongfang Aoshi interrupted him, "I have something that I have not told you."

Wuming's eyelids twitched, "What's the matter?"

Dongfang Aoshi looked at the row of corpses in front of him with distant eyes.

"You know about Yaohua...?"

Wuming froze, nodded, "The steward has already told me that he is Liudie's child."

"When the accident happened, Yaohua was by Wenrou's side."

"Yaohua is here?" Wuming was taken aback, then stood up suddenly, "How tall is Yaohua?"

Dongfang Aoshi compared a height.

Wuming rushed over and looked at the corpse again.

He didn't notice just now whether the corpse was tall or short.

In my impression, there seems to be no dead body of a child?

perhaps……

Wuming looked over one by one.

However, when he saw the last one, he was disappointed.

In the corner, a small corpse stood there, burned beyond recognition.

Wuming was slumped, feeling a strong loss in his heart, "My lord..."

Dongfang Aoshi didn't respond.

He had already seen that little corpse just now.

That's why I'm so desperate.

Yaohua didn't even escape, let alone lying on the bed......, tender and unable to move?

"After I leave, Liudie will take care of you."

"My lord..."

"You should know that Liudie likes you."

"..." Nameless remained silent, not knowing what to say.

"Don't tell her that Yaohua is gone."

"My lord, don't give up so quickly..." Wuming wanted to find a strong reason to convince Dongfang Aoshi.

But with the corpse standing there, Wuming had no choice but to force himself to say something that didn't match the facts...

"I'm a little tired, go back and rest, I'll leave the rest to you." Dongfang Aoshi said, got up and left the side hall.

Wuming stood there, watching him leave, unable to say any words of comfort.

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

Although the possibility of Ruan Rou's survival is zero, Dongfang Aoshi is also very negative and has no hope.

Nameless did not promise this.

He thoroughly checked and checked the identity of every servant girl in the palace, and confirmed the identity of every victim.

It's all the same day, stay to serve the gentle one.

Is the matter... is it really a foregone conclusion?

Nameless frowned, "Steward."

"Mr. Unknown." The steward came forward.

"Did the princess leave anything behind?" Wuming asked.

Even though all the evidences were named, Rou Wen and Yao Hua had already died in that fire.

But Wuming still didn't give up.

He always felt that things happened by coincidence, and there was something wrong...

But what is wrong, Wuming couldn't tell for a while.

"Things?" The steward was taken aback, "Mr. Unknown?"

"The things that the prince usually uses."

"Used things?" The steward frowned and shook his head, "The things used by the princess are all burned up in the courtyard that caught fire."