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

"..." Dongfang Aoshi lowered his eyes in pain, his throat was astringent, and he was speechless.

Looking at his expression tenderly, the resentment accumulated for many years was expressed a little bit, "Plague? Such an innocent reason, the Ninth Prince actually believes it? Should I say that the Ninth Prince is innocent or stupid?"

"..."

"Using a woman, you can exchange thousands of troops and horses to work for the Ninth Prince, so that the Ninth Prince can win the battle for the throne and successfully sit on the throne. Shouldn't the Ninth Prince be satisfied? Do not let go???"

"Rou'er..." Dongfang Aoshi's expression was extremely painful.

Rourou was deeply trapped in the terrible nightmare of the past, she couldn't see Dongfang Aoshi's expression at all, she was very excited, "Isn't it okay to let me live without the memory of the past? Why did you bring me back from the underworld? Make me remember So much pain and hatred in the past? Dongfang Aoshi, do you know how much I hate you? I hate you! I wish I could cut you into pieces!"

"..." Dongfang Aoshi was so painful that he couldn't speak.

Looking at him softly, his eyes were cold, "I'm going to rest, please leave the Ninth Prince."

There was no reason to stay anymore, Dongfang Aoshi stood up tremblingly and left.

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study.

There is no candle.

It was dark.

Dongfang Aoshi sat on the ground with a bottle of wine in his hand.

At the feet, the broken wine bottles scattered on the ground are shocking.

Wine is no stranger to Dongfang Aoshi——

He drank a lot, but never got drunk.

Being drunk can make people confused and unable to stay awake.

But today, Dongfang Aoshi hopes so much that he can get drunk.

When you are drunk, you will forget what Gentle said just now.

When he is drunk, his heart will not be burned like a raging fire...

Dongfang Aoshi never knew that Rourou had suffered such a thing.

never knew...

Heart, it really hurts.

It doesn't help that it hurts.

Because it is impossible to turn back time...

"My lord..." Wuming came out from the dark and helped Dongfang Aoshi, who was already red-eyed, "Are you okay? Why did you drink so much wine?"

Dongfang Aoshi raised his eyes, looked at him chaotically, and didn't speak.

Looking up, he drank the wine in the bottle in one gulp.

"My lord?" Wuming frowned.

What the hell is going on?

The queen's soul stranded in the underworld has been recovered, and her memory has also been restored. Shouldn't the prince be happy?

Why is a person hiding here drinking stuffy wine?

"Go away!" Dongfang Aoshi waved vigorously, staggered, and went to the table to get the wine.

He didn't stand firm, staggered, and fell with a "bang--".

His head hit the sharp part of the chair heavily, and blood flowed out.

"My lord!" Wuming was startled, and hurried over to help him.

Dongfang Aoshi was very uncooperative, struggling restlessly, and refused to stand up no matter what.

There was a big gash on his forehead, the wound was deep, and the blood kept flowing out, staining his clothes red.

People who drank alcohol had a lot of brute force, and Wuming couldn't hold Dongfang Aoshi back at all.

So, he rushed to the door and shouted loudly, "Steward!"

"Mr. Unknown." Hearing the voice, the steward rushed in with a few servant girls.

"One person goes to call the imperial doctor, and the others come to help." Wuming pressed Dongfang Aoshi to prevent him from moving around, so as not to bump into something again.