The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

"No rush." ​​Huangfu Lian shook off her clothes, one by one, and slowly put them on for Jiang Nanyan, making sure to wrap her up tightly so that there would be no danger of any spring leaking out, then picked up her own clothes , put on one by one.

In this way, they proceeded slowly amidst hasty and anxious knocks on the door.

By the time both of them got dressed, it was almost time for a cup of tea.

Huang Fulian took Jiang Nanyan down, embraced her, and walked to the door together.

All his movements were so unhurried, forming a strong contrast with the hasty knock on the door. [

Seeing Huangfulian's slow movements, Jiang Nanyan couldn't help feeling a little sympathetic to the people outside.

However, it was no wonder Huangfulian.

Who told this person to come here in a hurry on the first day of their wedding? It's hard for Huang Fulian not to be angry.

Jiang Nanyan sighed secretly, and was about to speak to tell Huangfulian to stop torturing her, but Huangfulian moved her hands first, blocking her behind.

Jiang Nanyan was wondering, thinking why Huangfulian blocked herself behind, he had already stretched out his hand and opened the door.

As soon as the door opened, a gust of cold wind rushed in.

Even though she was hiding behind Huangfulian and blocked by his slender body, Jiangnanyan still felt a biting cold.

Only now did she understand why Huangfulian blocked herself behind her just now.