Agni Group: Good Morning Black Boss

"What father and daughter?" Dongfang Aoshi didn't understand what he said.

"Didn't the prince meet a little ghost in the underworld?"

"What's the problem?" A very strange feeling rose in Dongfang Aoshi's heart, and he felt that there was something in the nameless words.

"It's not a big problem, I just think that the prince is really a blessed man."

"What do you mean?"

"The prince forgot, is the princess the child of the previous life?"

"You mean that brat is...?" Dongfang Aoshi was taken aback, the cup in his hand fell on the quilt without holding it firmly.

The water seeped into the quilt all at once.

"Just now the steward sent someone to say that the concubine woke up and went out for a walk, would the lord want to go and have a look?" Wuming stopped talking and changed the subject.

"Wu Ming, speak clearly!" Dongfang Aoshi frowned fiercely, never thinking that that brat might be the child of him and Wen Wen's previous life...

Does that kid know his identity?

That's why you're going to help him?

Dongfang Aoshi suddenly remembered that the little ghost disappeared after taking himself and Wenrou away from the underworld, "How is she now?"

"That little devil is very clever, and he will be fine." Wuming said, "It's the princess...the steward said that she was in a bad mood. Would you like to go and see her first?"

The steward said that Rourou wandered around like a wandering spirit after going out, and was helped back by servants when she returned to her room.

Wuming was a little worried, Wen Wen's mood was unstable, and the child in her stomach would not be able to keep.

That child is related to the prince's life, so he must be very cautious.

Dongfang Aoshi raised his eyes, glanced at Wuming, and got out of bed silently.

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Gently lie on the bed... rest on the bed.

Suddenly felt a breeze, gently blowing over.

He frowned and opened his eyes.

Dongfang Aoshi stood beside the bed, staring at her fixedly, his eyes were deep, like two bottomless pools of water.

The moment she saw Dongfang Aoshi, Rou Rou subconsciously hugged the quilt tightly and shrunk in.

Dongfang Aoshi's eyes dimmed, and he sat down, "How do you feel?"

His voice was dry and hoarse, like a patient with a high fever.

Wen Rou almost blurted out and asked him what's wrong.

He took a deep breath, held back, and turned his face coldly, "What are you doing here?"

"This king came to see you." The matter had settled down, and Dongfang Aoshi no longer needed to hide anything, and reached out to caress her cheek.

Gentle sideways avoid, and dodged to a farther corner, "Your Majesty, tell me straight up, don't use your hands or feet."

"This king is no longer on the throne." Dongfang Aoshi said lightly, as if he had no nostalgia for power.

Gentle frowned, remembering that Wuming mentioned that Dongfang Aoshi was no longer the king of Suzaku Kingdom.

In my heart, I was dubious.

Dongfang Aoshi is so attached to power, and even sacrificed her and her child for power, how could he give up the throne so easily?

There must be some reason.

He must have stepped back because he was tricked by others during the battle for the throne.

She pulled her lower lip gently and mockingly, "Really?"

Hearing her tone of voice, Dongfang Aoshi couldn't help but feel a pain in his chest.

In my heart, I have a lot to say.

But I don't know where to start...

He had never been a man of words.