The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

"Huangfulian? Huangfulian, are you alright? Are you awake? Do you recognize who I am?" Jiang Nanyan asked while wiping the sweat off Huangfulian's forehead.

The voice next to her ear caught Huang Fulian's attention.

He turned his black eyes and slowly looked at Jiangnanyan. After a few seconds, he opened his mouth and made a dry voice, "Yan... Yan'er?"

"It's me! You're awake! You're finally awake!" Jiang Nanyan excitedly clenched Huang Fulian's hand, her eyes sore uncontrollably.

Then, the tears fell by themselves. [

"I... what's wrong with me?" Huangfu Lian reached out her hand, trying to wipe away her tears, but found that she couldn't do it at all, her arm was as heavy as if it had been poured with lead.

Not to mention lifting up to help Jiang Nanyan wipe away her tears, even if she moved, she felt a tearing pain in her chest.

"Don't cry." Huangfu Lian coughed lightly, and said to Jiang Nanyan in a rough voice, with an extremely anxious expression on her face, "You are crying so much that my heart is about to break."

As Huang Fulian spoke, she just didn't believe that she would not be able to sit up.

He squeezed his fists, raised his head, and tried to prop up his body.

Sensing his intentions, Jiang Nanyan quickly wiped away the tears on her face and held him down, "Don't move! Wu Yu said that the wound on your body must not be opened again!"

"Wound?" Huangfu Lian was startled, lowered her eyes, and she saw that her bare chest was covered with a thick layer of gauze.