She looked nothing unusual.

It doesn't seem to be overreacting to the assassin at all, it seems like it's really just saying it casually...

Dongfang Aoshi narrowed his eyes—

Maybe he was thinking too much.

Spread your hands and let her deal with it.

This should be...has you temporarily gained Dongfang Aoshi's trust?

Gentle let out a sigh of relief and quickly applied medicine and bandaged Dongfang Aoshi's wound.

After treating the wound, I thought gently and wanted to clean up the table.

My waist suddenly tightened.

Dongfang Aoshi took it over and walked straight to the door.

"Dongfang Aoshi, where are you going to take me?" The gentle expression was stagnant, not understanding what he was going to do.

Dongfang Aoshi raised his eyebrows, "Will you know if you go with me?"

Gentle's chest was panicked and she didn't understand what Dongfang Aoshi wanted to do.

Struggling, not wanting to go.

Dongfang Aoshi did not allow her to resist and forced the person into the sedan chair and took him away.

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In the sedan chair.

Silent.

Dongfang Aoshi leans on him lazyly, his facial features are hidden in the shadows, and his expressions are not visible.

The dark pupils are as bright as fire.

Wenrou knew that he was staring at him, froze straight there, without moving.

On the surface, she looked expressionless.

In fact, all the thoughts of Huangfu Hao are all Huangfu Hao.

Don't know how he is doing?

Did Huangfu Hao do this assassination?

Have you been captured by Dongfang Aoshi...

I want to ask clearly, but I am afraid that I will arouse Dongfang Aoshi's suspicion again-

It was finally difficult to get him to get rid of his doubts.

He breathed secretly and pressed down the words to his mouth.

The sedan is so quiet that it makes people feel panicked.

If you don’t say anything, Gengrou feels that her nerves will break.

So, he took a deep breath and broke the silence, "Dongfang Aoshi, where are you going to take me?"

Dongfang Aoshi was silent, without saying anything, and his black eyes flashed in the shadow.

Gentle's chest trembled, and an ominous premonition rushed up from the soles of her feet, and her voice couldn't help but be dull, "Dongfang Aoshi, where are you going to take me?"

"Miss Second Miss is so anxious, it's coming soon." Dongfang Aoshi stood up with a faint smile on his face.

He had a very gentle expression, but his scalp was numb all the time.

Although I don’t know what Dongfang Aoshi wants to do.

But it is certain that there is absolutely no good thing.

He clenched his fists gently, and his palms were sweating in cold sweat, afraid that he would take him to the servant's room...

After thinking about it, I felt it was unlikely.

The servant's room where Huangfu Hao lives is not far from where Dongfang Aoshi lives, and it is in the courtyard next door, so there is no need to sit in a sedan chair.

It should be going somewhere else.

Thinking of this, Wenrou felt relieved.

Despite this, my heart beats very fast and I am very worried.

After all, Dongfang Aoshi is completely unreasonable and you can't even think of what he wants to do.

There was an impulse in my chest, trying to open the curtain and take a look. Where they were now, they were afraid that Dongfang Aoshi would be suspicious, so I could only clench my fists and endure it.

At this time, a gust of wind suddenly blew over and the curtains were blown up.

Gentle glanced quickly and found them on a secluded path leading to an unknown direction.

Not to go to the servant's room...

She sighed tenderly and long. She looked nothing unusual.

It doesn't seem to be overreacting to the assassin at all, it seems like it's really just saying it casually...

Dongfang Aoshi narrowed his eyes—

Maybe he was thinking too much.

Spread your hands and let her deal with it.

This should be...has you temporarily gained Dongfang Aoshi's trust?

Gentle let out a sigh of relief and quickly applied medicine and bandaged Dongfang Aoshi's wound.

After treating the wound, I thought gently and wanted to clean up the table.

My waist suddenly tightened.

Dongfang Aoshi took it over and walked straight to the door.

"Dongfang Aoshi, where are you going to take me?" The gentle expression was stagnant, not understanding what he was going to do.

Dongfang Aoshi raised his eyebrows, "Will you know if you go with me?"

Gentle's chest was panicked and she didn't understand what Dongfang Aoshi wanted to do.

Struggling, not wanting to go.

Dongfang Aoshi did not allow her to resist and forced the person into the sedan chair and took him away.

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In the sedan chair.

Silent.

Dongfang Aoshi leans on him lazyly, his facial features are hidden in the shadows, and his expressions are not visible.

The dark pupils are as bright as fire.

Wenrou knew that he was staring at him, froze straight there, without moving.

On the surface, she looked expressionless.

In fact, all the thoughts of Huangfu Hao are all Huangfu Hao.

Don't know how he is doing?

Did Huangfu Hao do this assassination?

Have you been captured by Dongfang Aoshi...

I want to ask clearly, but I am afraid that I will arouse Dongfang Aoshi's suspicion again-

It was finally difficult to get him to get rid of his doubts.

He breathed secretly and pressed down the words to his mouth.

The sedan is so quiet that it makes people feel panicked.

If you don’t say anything, Gengrou feels that her nerves will break.

So, he took a deep breath and broke the silence, "Dongfang Aoshi, where are you going to take me?"

Dongfang Aoshi was silent, without saying anything, and his black eyes flashed in the shadow.

Gentle's chest trembled, and an ominous premonition rushed up from the soles of her feet, and her voice couldn't help but be dull, "Dongfang Aoshi, where are you going to take me?"

"Miss Second Miss is so anxious, it's coming soon." Dongfang Aoshi stood up with a faint smile on his face.

He had a very gentle expression, but his scalp was numb all the time.

Although I don’t know what Dongfang Aoshi wants to do.

But it is certain that there is absolutely no good thing.

He clenched his fists gently, and his palms were sweating in cold sweat, afraid that he would take him to the servant's room...
To be continued...