Beauty Ecstasy: Love the slave is too ferocious

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After finishing speaking, Huang Fulian gently pulled her hand away, took a step forward, picked up the little maid who was kneeling on the ground, and left the bedroom without looking back.

Jiang Nanyan looked at his fading figure, and could do nothing but go back to bed obediently and wait.

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Jiang Nanyan didn't know what happened that night.

All she knew was that Wei Xuerong's child, the little princess who was less than two months old, lost her life because of what happened that night——

Although all the imperial doctors tried their best, they still failed to save that little life.

It is said that it was because the rescue was not timely enough. When it was caught, the little princess had already passed away.

Jiang Nanyan didn't understand, how could there be so many guards and maids there, how could the rescue be delayed in time?

Despite the doubts in her heart, Jiang Nanyan didn't ask any more questions——

The death of the little princess caused the atmosphere in the palace to plunge into a downturn in an instant.

Palace people are always trembling in doing things, for fear of saying or doing something wrong.

Occasionally, I meet one or two court ministers in the palace, and they always sigh from time to time——

Jiang Nanyan thought the same thing, how could it not be a pity that a good life suddenly disappeared.

Although Jiang Nanyan doesn't like Wei Xuerong's child, it is a small life after all, and she was only born as Wei Xuerong's daughter just now, and she did nothing wrong...

Because of this incident, Cheng Wuyi was ill for ten days, and Huangfu Ao became even more silent.

In the whole incident, the calmest person was none other than Huangfulian.

He didn't seem to be affected in any way, he went to court, handled business affairs the same way, and treated himself with the same meticulous care as before.

However, as the closest bedside person, how could Jiang Nanyan not feel his subtle changes?

Ever since the little princess had an accident, Huang Fulian would often wake up in the middle of the night, and then sit there until dawn.

When dealing with state affairs in the study, Huang Fulian would even unconsciously draw a portrait of the little princess.

Like now, Huang Fulian was holding another memorial, sitting there in a daze.

"Huangfulian, are you okay? Do you want to take a break?" Jiang Nanyan waved away all the maids, walked to the desk, and gently took the memorial from his hand. [

"Ah?" Huangfu Lian suddenly came back to her senses, subconsciously began to look for the memorial on the table.