The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

Jiang Nanyan took a deep breath and tried to remain calm, "You should know that in this palace, I have no right to say no at all, especially to Xiahou Fengli."

She paused, glanced at Huangfulian, and found that his aura was no longer so scary, and then continued, "This is his place, I can't refuse any of his requests!"

"Can't? Or don't you want to?" Huangfu Lian squinted her eyes, and gently scratched Jiang Nanyan's pale and cold cheek with her slender fingers, "Yan'er, you are not good at lying."

"I'm not lying." Jiang Nanyan said with a trembling voice.

"Didn't you lie?" Huang Fu Lian lowered her head and sneered, and when she raised her head again, the expression on her face was a bit ferocious, "Yan'er, do you remember how long you have been married to the palace?"

Jiang Nanyan pursed her lips and did not answer.

She couldn't answer Huang Fulian's question.

Because she is not a real princess at all, of course it is impossible to know when she married into the palace.

Fortunately, when Huang Fulian asked this question, she didn't really want her to answer it.

"One year. You have been married to this palace for one year." Huang Fulian said.

a year?

How long has it been?

The original princess could hold on for a year without letting Xiahou Fengli touch her?

Jiang Nanyan's heart skipped a few beats, knowing that her situation was not good.

shit!

If after a while, Huang Fulian asked her why she persisted for a year and suddenly couldn't persist, how would she answer?

"Yan'er, you'd better tell me the truth now, otherwise..." Huang Fulian didn't continue to speak, her sullen breath sprayed on her face.

Jiangnan Yan was fixed there, her mind was in chaos.

She didn't know how to answer Huang Fulian.

"You know, this king is always informal, if you don't tell the truth..." He lowered his head, glanced at Jiang Nanyan's naked body, and his cold voice seemed to come from an ice cellar, "I don't mind, let Xiahou Fengli and his subordinates watched us make love with their own eyes..."

As Huang Fulian said, a red mist rose in her eyes, she stretched out her hand, clasped Jiang Nanyan's waist, and suddenly pressed her into her arms.

"Or, do you really want to try this exciting feeling?"

"I..." Jiang Nanyan wanted to speak, but her jaw was tightly pinched, and she couldn't speak at all due to the pain, so she could only shake her head desperately.

Huang Fulian didn't speak, just restraining her tightly like this. [

His demonic aura, like a lingering ghost, lingers around Jiang Nanyan.

For a moment, Jiang Nanyan thought that she would suffocate to death...

Her jaw would also be shattered due to Huangfulian's extreme strength.

However, in the next second, Huang Fulian suddenly let go of her hand.