The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

She shook her head slowly, "The wound has completely healed, and it won't hurt anymore."

"Did Wu Yu say anything?" Huangfu Lian asked lightly, seemingly unintentionally, her black eyes were smeared with worry, but she was staring at Jiang Nanyan's left shoulder tightly.

"No, Wu Yu said, as long as you don't lift heavy objects within the past two months, you'll be fine."

"That's good." Huangfu Lian nodded.

He was worried that if the injury on her shoulder didn't heal, if he asked her to go too far tomorrow, she would be hurt. [

Therefore, he must first make sure that Jiang Nanyan's body is completely fine, and then he will let go of his desires.

Otherwise, if Jiang Nanyan is hurt by going too wild tomorrow night, he will feel distressed.

"Your, is your chest injury healed?" Jiang Nanyan looked at Huang Fulian's slightly pale face and asked worriedly.

Yesterday, when she was helping Huang Fulian change his clothes, she couldn't help trembling when she saw the hideous scar on his chest.

Jiang Nanyan didn't know who it was that hated Huang Fulian so much and attacked him so ruthlessly

Wu Yu said that if the wound had been half an inch deeper, Huang Fulian would have died.

Thinking of Huang Fulian's death, Jiang Nanyan's heart couldn't help throbbing.

She stretched out her hand suddenly and hugged Huang Fulian tightly.

"Yan'er?" Huang Fulian was stunned.

"Huangfulian, have you settled the grievances with that enemy?" Jiang Nanyan asked, her voice trembling slightly.