The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

"Miss Jiang, this hall hasn't worshiped yet, how can you take off the king's clothes! Besides, there are still so many people at the scene, you like this..." Wu Yu was pulling Huangfulian's clothes, while thinking about it like an old woman.

Jiang Nanyan's cheeks burned hotly from the chanting, she lowered her head in shame, and used the bead curtain on the phoenix crown to cover her face that was so red that it seemed to bleed.

The atmosphere at the scene was awkward.

"Okay! Hurry up and ask Tang, it would be bad if you miss the auspicious time." Wu Yu cleared his throat, grabbed Huang Fulian's hand, and was about to pull her back to her original position.

Huang Fulian suddenly turned back and grabbed Wu Yu's wrist. [

"Wu Yu." Huang Fulian's expression was very serious, and there was a trace of panic in his eyes, "You tell me."

Having said that, Huangfu Lian paused for a moment, turned her head, glanced at Jiang Nanyan who was standing a few steps away, and said in a voice that only two people could hear, "Is she, is it you who came here to fool me again?" of?"

"King?" Wu Yu never expected that Huangfulian would ask such a question suddenly, and was momentarily stunned.

After a long while, I came back to my senses and answered intermittently, "Wang, where are you going? She is the real Miss Jiang! You have been with Miss Jiang for so long, can't you tell who is Miss Jiang?" What does it look like?"

Originally, Wu Yu didn't believe Jiang Nanyan said that Huangfulian's anxiety was because of her. Now, after seeing Huangfulian's uncertainty, Wu Yu believed it.