The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

No matter what Jiang Nanyan called, Huang Fu Lian was stuck in a dream, but couldn't wake up.

Jiang Nanyan didn't know how long she had been screaming, she only knew that her throat had become dry due to excessive words, and even her voice became hoarse.

"Huangfulian...wake up..." She didn't dare to touch Huangfulian at all, she could only lie next to his ear, calling out again and again, her voice almost approaching the sound of crying.

Jiang Nanyan's chest seemed to be blocked by something, and she was so uncomfortable that she could hardly breathe.

How to do? [

Huangfulian couldn't wake up no matter how she screamed, what should people do now?

Jiang Nanyan was sweating profusely, and was so anxious that she didn't know what to do.

Do you want to call Wu Yu to see the situation?

Correct!

Go ask Wu Yu to see the situation!

Jiang Nanyan took a deep breath, supported her body, and was about to get out of bed.

However, as soon as she lifted the quilt, someone grabbed her wrist.

There were only the two of them on the bed, could it be that Huang Fulian woke up?

Jiang Nanyan was startled, and turned her head joyfully, and sure enough, she saw that Huang Fulian had woken up.

His expression was a little dazed, as if he hadn't realized where he was yet.

Looking at his still pale, handsome face without any blood, Jiang Nanyan's heart hanging in her throat finally returned to its original place.