The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

Qian Gang and the others didn't say a word, they were nailed in place, looking at Wu Yu to see what he would do next.

Wu Yu didn't dare to go forward to remind Huang Fulian at first, but when he thought about the wedding etiquette and things to pay attention to, Wu Yu felt his courage returned all of a sudden.

He took a deep breath, stepped forward two steps, and came in front of Huang Fulian.

"Wang..." Wu Yu didn't dare to speak too loudly, for fear of causing Huang Fulian's displeasure.

Huang Fulian stared at Jiang Nanyan, who was not dressed up, but was full of bride's air, and she didn't even look at Wu Yu, let alone hear what Wu Yu said. [

Jiang Nanyan's face was flushed by him, and her legs were trembling slightly.

She bit her lip, resisting the urge to back off, and kept taking deep breaths, telling herself that she had come this far, and she must never regret it.

Under hard restraint, Jiang Nanyan's legs finally stopped shaking as before.

However, his body stabilized, but his mind was still in a mess.

Jiang Nanyan knew that Huangfulian had feelings for her.

She also knew that Huangfulian cared about her very much.

It's just that, having reached this point, she still can't understand her own heart, whether she wants to be more toward Xiahou Fengli or toward Huangfulian.

Jiang Nanyan only knew that at this moment, her heart was indescribably flustered, as if being thrown into a fire.