The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

Thinking that she would have such a long time and not be able to see Jiang Nanyan, Huang Fulian couldn't help but tightened her hands and hugged the person in her arms even tighter.

He didn't want to be separated from Jiang Nanyan for a moment, especially when Xiahou Fengli suddenly ran up and said he wanted to take her away.

But the couple can't meet each other the night before the big wedding, which has been passed down for hundreds of years, and they have to abide by it.

"Yan'er." Huang Fulian called her, with a hint of uncertainty in her voice.

"What's wrong?" The slight tremor in his voice made Jiang Nanyan a little stunned. [

"It's okay." Huangfu Lian shook her head, and said with a confused expression, "I just suddenly felt that everything is not as real."

Just like last night, everything about that delicious ecstasy.

Huang Fulian thought it was real, but she didn't expect that it was just a dream in the end.

He was afraid.

I am afraid that everything now is the same as the beautiful dream last night, it is just a dream.

Thinking of this, Huangfulian's hands began to tremble involuntarily.

Jiang Nanyan was a little frightened by his appearance, "Huangfulian? Are you okay? Is there something wrong? Do you want to?"

"I'm fine." Huangfulian shook her head, took a deep breath, and stabilized her trembling body.

He didn't want her to worry.

I don't even want to affect their big marriage because of my minor illness.