“…”

Dongfang Aoshi's expression was distorted, and his eyes were dancing with raging flames.

"I want to bite my tongue and commit suicide. General Han directly pinched and dislocated my jaw..."

"In the end, he succeeded. He not only killed me, but also killed the child in my belly..."

"Plague..." Dongfang Aoshi said two words in difficulty.

Wuming didn't tell him this.

Wuming just said that Wenrou followed General Han to the frontier and was infected with the plague...

"Plague..." He smiled gently and curled his lips mockingly, "Yes, we mother and son died by accident when we got infected with the plague. We were not tortured to death by your subordinates, General Han."

"..." Dongfang Aoshi lowered his eyes in pain, his throat was sore that he couldn't speak.

Gentle looking at his expression, the resentment that had been accumulated for many years, expressed a little bit, "Plague? Why is the Ninth Prince actually believed it? Should I say that the Ninth Prince is naive or stupid?"

“…”

"If you use a woman, you can get thousands of troops to work hard for the Ninth Prince, so that the Ninth Prince will win the battle for the throne and successfully sit on the throne. Shouldn't the Ninth Prince be satisfied? Why do you still have to be Wuming and hold my soul???"

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

Gentle was deeply trapped in the terrifying nightmare of the past, and could not see Dongfang Aoshi's expression. He was very excited, "Isn't it good to let me live without my past memories? Why did you bring me back from the underworld? Forcing me to 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.

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

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

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study.

No candlelight.

It was dark at the sight.

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

The broken wine bottles scattered all over the ground at feet are shocking.

Wine is no stranger to Dongfang Aoshi-

He drinks often, but never gets drunk.

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

However, today, Dongfang Aoshi hopes that he can get drunk.

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

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

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

Never knew...

My heart hurts really.

But the pain is useless.

Because time cannot go back...

"Prince..." Wuming walked out of the darkness and helped Dongfang Aoshi, who had already drunk red eyes, "Are you okay? Why are you drinking so much wine?"

Dongfang Aoshi raised his eyes and looked at him in chaos, without saying anything.

Lift your head and drink all the wine in the bottle in one sip.

"Prince?" Wuming frowned.

What exactly happened?

The princess' soul stranded in the underworld was recovered and her memory was restored. Shouldn't the prince be happy?

Why hide here and drink alone?

"Go away!" Dongfang Aoshi waved his hand vigorously, shaking, and walked to the table to get the wine.

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Dongfang Aoshi's expression was distorted, and his eyes were dancing with raging flames.

"I want to bite my tongue and commit suicide. General Han directly pinched and dislocated my jaw..."

"In the end, he succeeded. He not only killed me, but also killed the child in my belly..."

"Plague..." Dongfang Aoshi said two words in difficulty.

Wuming didn't tell him this.

Wuming just said that Wenrou followed General Han to the frontier and was infected with the plague...

"Plague..." He smiled gently and curled his lips mockingly, "Yes, we mother and son died by accident when we got infected with the plague. We were not tortured to death by your subordinates, General Han."

"..." Dongfang Aoshi lowered his eyes in pain, his throat was sore that he couldn't speak.

Gentle looking at his expression, the resentment that had been accumulated for many years, expressed a little bit, "Plague? Why is the Ninth Prince actually believed it? Should I say that the Ninth Prince is naive or stupid?"

“…”

"If you use a woman, you can get thousands of troops to work hard for the Ninth Prince, so that the Ninth Prince will win the battle for the throne and successfully sit on the throne. Shouldn't the Ninth Prince be satisfied? Why do you still have to be Wuming and hold my soul???"

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

Gentle was deeply trapped in the terrifying nightmare of the past, and could not see Dongfang Aoshi's expression. He was very excited, "Isn't it good to let me live without my past memories? Why did you bring me back from the underworld? Forcing me to 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.

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

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

******************************Oriental split line**********************************

study.

No candlelight.

It was dark at the sight.

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

The broken wine bottles scattered all over the ground at feet are shocking.

Wine is no stranger to Dongfang Aoshi-

He drinks often, but never gets drunk.

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

However, today, Dongfang Aoshi hopes that he can get drunk.

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

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

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

Never knew...

My heart hurts really.

But the pain is useless.

Because time cannot go back...

"Prince..." Wuming walked out of the darkness and helped Dongfang Aoshi, who had already drunk red eyes, "Are you okay? Why are you drinking so much wine?"

Dongfang Aoshi raised his eyes and looked at him in chaos, without saying anything.

Lift your head and drink all the wine in the bottle in one sip.

"Prince?" Wuming frowned.

What exactly happened?

The princess' soul stranded in the underworld was recovered and her memory was restored. Shouldn't the prince be happy?

Why hide here and drink alone?

"Go away!" Dongfang Aoshi waved his hand vigorously, shaking, and walked to the table to get the wine.

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Chapter completed!