The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

"Miss Jiang, you and Wang have a good rest. If you need anything, just call out. I have someone guarded outside. I will go to Fengyu and the others to check the situation." Wu Yu finished softly, without responding to Jiangnanyan. Given the opportunity, he retreated lightly and closed the door behind him.

The room was very quiet, except for the occasional sound of boats passing through the water coming in from outside, only Huangfulian's breathing was so weak that it was almost inaudible.

Jiang Nanyan held her breath and slept on her side on Huangfulian's left side, looking at his pale and bloodless profile, she didn't feel sleepy at all.

Her heart has not fully recovered from the chaos just now, and her heart is still beating non-stop.

Jiang Nanyan couldn't take her eyes off Huangfulian's snow-white face. [

Just now, she never thought that Huangfulian would suddenly rush towards Xiahoufengli, let alone that Xiahoufengli would mercilessly swing the knife and slash at Huangfulian's body.

Thinking of the terrible visit just now, Jiang Nanyan's chest couldn't help throbbing.

The moment they met Xiahou Fengli again, Jiang Nanyan realized that she was not as afraid of him as she had imagined.

Just now, she really planned to exchange herself for Huang Fulian's safety, and went back to the Summer Palace with Xiahou Fengli.

in case……

If Xiahou Fengli didn't kill Mo Yong, and didn't cut Xiahou Fengli...