Contract New Love: Wang Ye's No. 2 favorite concubine

Wen Rou's whole body was trembling, her lips were all white, without any blood color.

"Don't mess around, this is the palace..."

"So, it's fine if you're not in the palace?" Huangfu Hao moved a little closer, his dark pupils gleaming with some tiny light, "Is that so? Second Miss."

"Mr. Huangfu—"

"Second Miss, if you dare to call me Mr. Huangfu, don't blame me for being rude." Huangfu Hao suddenly changed his face, and the tip of his nose had already reached her.

Wen Rou's chest trembled, and she didn't dare to say another word.

"Who am I?" Huangfu Hao took the opportunity to press.

"I..." Wenrou opened her lips, but couldn't speak out, her whole body was suffocated like drowning.

Huangfu Hao didn't say a word, he rubbed his long finger on her lips lightly, carrying a powerful oppression.

Tenderness has never been so oppressive as it is now...

Even Dongfang Aoshi didn't give her the feeling of being out of breath.

"Huangfu Hao..."

Finally, unable to bear it anymore, she called out Huangfu Hao's name.

Huangfu Hao smiled, and picked him up by the waist.

Wen Rou turned pale, and her voice broke, "What are you doing...?"

"You want to be discovered here?" Huangfu Hao pursed his lips, looking in a good mood.

Gentlely pursed her lips and stopped talking.

Huangfu Hao carried him into the room and put him on the bed.

Turning around, went to get the disinfectant wine and medicine, and treated the wound gently.

Sitting there tenderly, her whole body was stiff.

It wasn't until Huangfu Hao finished treating the wound and backed away that he let out a deep breath.

Huangfu Hao stared at the gentle, deep eyes with a hint of sternness, "Tell me, what is going on with all this? Why would you be content to stay in the palace and not want to leave."

"..." Rourou opened her lips, but no sound came out.

The throat seemed to be pinched by an invisible hand, making it difficult to breathe or speak freely.

Huangfu Hao poured a glass of water for her.

Gentle took it over, drank a few sips, and felt much better.

But still did not speak.

She didn't know what to say.

Where should I start.

"Why don't you talk?" Huangfu Hao's entire face was dark, his eyes were gloomy, and he had never seen a frightening expression.

Biting her lips gently, "I..."

I started, but there was still no way to continue.

"Why do you stay in the palace and ask you again and again, but refuse to admit your identity?"

"Dongfang Aoshi is the prince, you can't beat him at all..."

"Just because of this?" Huangfu Hao grimaced, showing contempt for the evidence, "He's just a prince with no power! You don't need to be afraid of this at all!"

"No, he's not!" Gentlely shook her head.

At the beginning, Rourou also felt that Dongfang Aoshi was a prince with no power.

But Huangfu Hao's farewell banquet, and Dongfang Kuang's taboo attitude in the palace were all sending a message to Rourou that Dongfang Aoshi was not a prince with no power as the outside world had said.

He just, doesn't seem to have power—

If Dongfang Aoshi really has no power at all, how could he place his wife and children's tablets in the palace and temple?

The Taimiao is a place where the tablets of emperors and ministers of meritorious service are enshrined. The tablets of empresses and concubines are absolutely not allowed to enter.

This point, tenderness is very clear.

"He has power." Wen Rou's whole voice trembled, "It's just that we think he has no power..."