The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

After finishing speaking, Huang Fulian pressed Jiang Nanyan's shoulder, turned her around gently, bowed her head and kissed her deeply.

The sun was shining brightly, and the warm sunlight reflected their overlapping figures on the snow-capped ground, elongating them into a shadow.

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Although Jiangnanyan was full of doubts about Huangfulian's actions, the following New Year made her temporarily forget about this matter.

It's New Year's Eve, and the palace is full of lights and festoons, creating a festive atmosphere. [

Every year at this time, it is a lively time in the palace, with various celebrations, large and small, one after another.

Jiang Nanyan has never participated in these celebrations, and she is extremely busy every day.

It's just that Huang Fulian doesn't seem to be interested in these celebrations, and every time she participates, she seems a little absent-minded

In the beginning, even though she was not interested in these celebrations, as long as Jiang Nanyan said which celebration she wanted to attend, Huang Fulian would go with her without saying a word.

It's just that in the past few days, for some reason, Huang Fulian seems to be busy all of a sudden.

He has already turned down his invitation no less than five times on the grounds of busy state affairs.

Thinking of this, Jiang Nanyan, who was standing among a group of maids, looked at the lively scene in front of her, her originally excited mood suddenly sank, and her body felt a chill for no reason.

"What? You're not feeling well?" Cheng Wuyi, who was sitting next to Jiang Nanyan, saw Jiang Nanyan's face froze, and waved her hand quickly, signaling the maid who was lying on the side to step back.