However, Wen Rou just extinguished the fire in his heart with just one sentence.

"It's okay." Dongfang Aoshi's voice was muffled.

Looking at him tenderly, for a moment, she didn't know what to say.

Dongfang Aoshi looked at her, as if he was confirming something.

After a while, there was no movement——

Slowly stretch out your hand towards Gentleness.

Gentle paused slightly, and subconsciously turned her body sideways.

Dongfang Aoshi's hand froze, and slowly lowered it, with a gloomy expression, as if hiding great pain.

Gentle averted her eyes, pretending she didn't see anything.

"You... rest well." Dongfang Aoshi had a lot to say.

On the way here, he had already thought of an apology, but standing in front of Wen Rou, he couldn't say a word.

Tearing his lower lip mockingly, he turned and left.

Using such childish means to seek gentle forgiveness, Dongfang Aoshi himself felt ashamed——

How can such a big injury and such a little sincerity erase everything?

"Uncle?" Xiao Yaohua ran after him on her short legs, not understanding why he left suddenly.

Didn't you agree just now that you want to apologize to your aunt?

"My body is dirty, I'm going to wash it off." Dongfang Aoshi whispered.

Yaohua looked at Dongfang Aoshi, then at Wenrou, then at Dongfang Aoshi, then at Wenrou, "Auntie, can I go with uncle?"

Rou Rou nodded numbly, still caught in the shock of Dongfang Aoshi's distressed appearance, and did not recover.

She stood there like this, motionless, like a wooden stake, her eyes moved away one by one.

My heart is always there, there is a strange feeling, surging...

Suddenly I couldn't watch anymore.

Gently turned around, meeting the steward's eyes.

Not wanting the steward to spy on her complicated mood at the moment, she turned around gently and walked towards the room.

"Princess..." the steward called her softly.

Gentle figure paused, did not turn around.

"The subordinates don't know what happened before you and the lord. But the lord's intentions for the wangfei, the subordinates can all see, the wangfei should stop quarreling with the lord." intercede.

"Hard heart? What is heart? Taking me away from the prime minister's mansion, is it heart? Sending me to General Han, regardless of our mother and daughter's life, is this heart?" Wen Wen turned around with a sneer, her eyes sharper than ever before, "I I don't want to hear this person's name again, please don't mention it in front of me in the future!"

"Princess? You—" The steward was stunned, and what he said for Wenrou———

In the eyes of the steward, gentleness is not real gentleness, but gentleness.

Everyone called her Second Miss, but it was just to confuse the audience.

How could Wen Ya know that the prince once gave the princess to General Han?

The steward recalled five years ago, when the princess passed away, Wen Ya got better overnight.

Think again, Dongfang Aoshi's attitude towards gentleness...

Eyes widen little by little...

Shouldn't...

Shouldn't...

Shouldn't...

The person standing in front of her is the former princess, not Wen Ya!

what happened?

Why does gentleness turn into real gentleness?

Is it resurrection from a dead body?

The steward was shocked.

"You guessed right, I am indeed not Wenya." Wenrou pulled her lower lip coldly, "This body is Wenya, I am just a strand of soul living in her body."

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