The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

The point of the knife that was shining with cold light was pointed at Jiang Nanyan's forehead. She kept taking deep breaths. Although her back was soaked in cold sweat and her feet were even weaker, she still refused to take half a step back and stood upright. Standing there straight with slender shoulders, he stared at Xiahou Fengli without flinching.

"Xiahou Fengli, you promised me that you would not kill them, how can you break your word?!" Jiang Nanyan took a deep breath, stabilized her trembling body, and asked clearly.

"The prince has changed his mind now!" Xiahou Fengli clenched the knife in his hand, staring at Jiangnanyan more and more sharply, and the expression on his face was more ferocious and frightening than before.

Speaking of this, he paused, and glanced at Mo Yong who was a few steps away from the corner of his eyes, "Since he is so loyal to protect the lord, wouldn't it be too unkind for the crown prince not to fulfill him?"

As Xiahou Fengli said, the tip of the knife moved closer to Jiang Nanyan's forehead, just a little bit, just a little bit away from touching her skin. [

Jiang Nanyan clenched her fists, resisted the urge to shrink, bit her lower lip and said, "I won't let you kill Huangfulian! If you want to kill him, kill me too!"

After finishing speaking, Jiangnan Yan raised her head and leaned her neck up, ready to die at any time under Xia Houfeng's knife.