The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

He can understand that Miss Jiang cares about Wang and worries about Wang.

However, after Wang woke up, if he knew that he had made Miss Jiang, who was still injured on her shoulder, tired, he would definitely be to blame.

If the king gets angry and affects the wound, it will be bad.

Wu Yu thought for a while and said, "Why don't you, Miss Jiang, lie down next to Wang and rest? Wang didn't wake up so soon, so don't worry about disturbing him."

"But..." Jiang Nanyan didn't nod immediately. [

It wasn't because she was shy that she immediately agreed to Wu Yu's proposal.

During these days, she and Huangfulian have always slept in the same bed. Although they didn't do anything, Wu Yu and the others knew about it, so there was no need to be shy.

What Jiang Nanyan was worried about was that although the bed was big enough, Huang Fulian was injured so badly, what if she accidentally fell asleep and touched his wound?

"Miss Jiang, don't argue with me, just lie down and rest." Wu Yu persuaded earnestly, "When Wang wakes up, if he sees you so tired, he will feel distressed and angry. Even if you don't think about your body, Think about it for the king, his current body cannot withstand any fluctuations."

"...Okay." Wu Yu's words reminded Jiang Nanyan.

She no longer persisted, nodded lightly, took off her shoes, crawled to lie down next to Huangfulian, and pulled the quilt for the two of them.