The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

Well, you guys are busy, keep busy, finish the whole set, and the mother will wait outside, and when you are done, just yell..." Cheng Wuyi waved her hands in embarrassment, and stepped back while talking.

When she retreated behind the screen, Cheng Wuyi poked her head out from behind the screen as if thinking of something again, looked at the couple on the bed, and said seriously, "Huanger, remember to finish the whole set! No need Worry about your mother! Don't worry about your mother."

After finishing speaking, Cheng Wuyi retracted her head and ran out in a hurry. Not only did she close the door for them, she even drove back and forth all the people within a 500-meter radius.

Even, it was ordered that no one is allowed to approach the palace.

As for herself, she happily stood on the corridor at the door, rubbing her hands and pacing back and forth. [

Thinking that her imperial son would be able to hold a grandson in the near future as long as she worked harder, Cheng Wuyi couldn't help but want to scream with excitement.

For a while she clasped her hands together, thanking God, and for a while she lay down on the blind window like a monkey and peeked in through the pane...

Having been Cheng Wuyi's son for more than [-] years, Huangfulian certainly knows what kind of personality her old mother has.

With a long sigh, he pulled up Jiang Nanyan's clothes and put them on. After making sure that no spring had leaked out, he turned his head and said in the direction of the blind window, "Mother, come in, don't lie there anymore. .”