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

Cold sweat oozes from the back instantly.

In just a few seconds, countless questions flashed through my mind——

When did Dongfang Aoshi come back?

Did you come back before you went to find Wen Wan?

Or did you come back later?

Did he ever find himself in the servants' quarters?

……

The more Wen Wen thought about it, the more uncertain she became, her face turned pale.

Dongfang Aoshi coldly glanced at the steward and the maids, and raised his hand.

The steward immediately understood, dismissed all the maids, and closed the door.

"ah--"

The sound of closing the door was like a huge stone hitting Gentle's chest.

She clenched her fists, and her palms were covered in cold sweat.

Standing there gently, not even daring to breathe too hard.

Dongfang was proud and unhurried, brewed a cup of tea, and shook hands with Wenrou.

"What...?" The gentle voice trembled so much that I almost couldn't recognize myself.

Dongfang Aoshi didn't speak, and drank the tea in one gulp, playing with the teacup, with a half smile on his face.

A dead silence.

There was no sound around, so quiet that it made one's chest panic.

Rourou heard the sound of her own heart beating faster, "pound thump—" was louder than the beating of drums on the battlefield.

Dongfang Aoshi narrowed his dark eyes dangerously, and finally spoke, "Come here."

A quiet voice pierced the air like a whip.

Hearing the tenderness in his ears, his chest trembled violently.

She took a deep breath and stabilized her emotions, "What's the matter with you, just say it this way, I can hear you."

Dongfang Aoshi cast his eyes down, put the cup back on the table, and repeated, "Come here."

While speaking, his long fingers tapped on the table one after another.

His movements were light and leisurely, as if they were ordinary habits, nothing special.

But in the gentle eyes, it was full of warning.

Breathe deeply, then gently clenched her fists, and walked over, "What on earth... what's the matter with you?"

"Sit." Dongfang Aoshi raised his hand.

Sitting down gently, the body was stiff.

Dongfang Aoshi took a new cup, made a cup of tea and pushed it over.

Gently looked at Dongfang Aoshi, then looked at the tea, picked it up and drank it down.

The cup was put on the table, gentle and impatient, "Can we talk now? What's the matter?"

Dongfang Aoshi didn't speak immediately, and poured the tea for Rourou.

His gaze moved slowly over her body.

In the end, it landed on her forehead, her eyes sharpened, "What's going on?"

Dongfang Aoshi asked this question, didn't he know that she went to Wen Wan's place?

If he said that, he probably didn't know that he went to the servant's room?

Gentlely restrained himself, and chose his words carefully, "What else could it be? Of course it's an injury."

"Why were you injured?" Dongfang Aoshi's face was dark, and a chill was felt all over his body.

"I accidentally got hit by something."

"Accidentally?" Dongfang Aoshi narrowed his long and narrow eyes slightly, a sharp light flashed quickly, and his voice was dark, "This king has always hated other people's lies."

Gentleness stagnates, and the expression is a little restless.

She weighed it quickly and decided to tell the truth——

Many maids, including the steward, watched the conflict with Wen Wan.

She kept it secret, and when the steward reported it, she didn't know what trouble Dongfang Aoshi would make.

"Just now, I went to find Wen Wan."

"Wen Wan?" Dongfang Aoshi narrowed his eyes, "Did she move the hand?"

"No, I accidentally offended her." Gentle denied.