The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

"Don't call him." Huang Fulian, who had been screaming for pain, actually grinned.

"Huangfulian! You were playing tricks on me just now?" Jiang Nanyan sternly looked down, a little angry!

She was already in such a hurry, he was still in the mood to joke!

"Cough cough!" Seeing her getting angry, Huang Fulian quickly coughed lightly, put away her smiling face, and said sternly, "Yan'er, I didn't play tricks on you, my wound really hurts."

He just saw that Jiang Nanyan was so worried about him and felt at ease, that's why he wanted to adjust the atmosphere. He didn't expect her to be really angry. [

"Then let go quickly, I'll go and call Wu Yu." Jiang Nanyan said with a serious face.

"This king said, don't call him." Huang Fulian shook her head.

"But your wound is hurting! What if you don't ask Wu Yu to come and see?" If you don't ask Wu Yu to come and see, who knows what will happen!

If the wound opens, or if the wound becomes infected...

Jiang Nanyan shuddered, not daring to think about it any further.

"I'm really fine." Huang Fulian shook her head, hooked her hand at Jiang Nanyan, and signaled her to lean closer again.

How could Jiang Nanyan dare to be negligent, so she quickly lowered her head and approached Huang Fulian.

This time, she didn't completely stick herself up, but stopped about two inches away from Huangfulian.

Jiang Nanyan's precautions made Huang Fulian's black eyes flash with displeasure.