The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

It was Haishi, but Huangfulian hadn't come back yet.

The weather was unbearably cold. After Haishi, Jiang Nanyan was unbearably cold, so she had to go back to bed and sleep.

After an unknown amount of time, Jiangnanyan vaguely heard the sound of the door opening and footsteps slowly approaching.

She moved her body, trying to wake up, but her eyelids seemed to be pressed by something, and she couldn't open them at all.

Jiang Nanyan tried several times, wanted to open her eyes, and asked Huang Fulian what she was up to these days and why she kept seeing no one, but her eyelids kept fighting against her, and she couldn't open them no matter what. [

Just when she was trying to open her eyes, she suddenly heard a conversation in her ear, which was deliberately lowered.

The voice was deliberately lowered, and Jiang Nanyan was in a daze again, unable to hear what they were saying at all.

But judging from the voice, Jiang Nanyan knew that the person talking to Huang Fulian was Wu Yu.

In the next second, Jiang Nanyan felt her hand being gently picked up.

From the contact between the two during this period, Jiang Nanyan knew that the person holding her hand was Huang Fulian.

Probably because of the close proximity, this time, Jiang Nanyan heard their conversation clearly

"How is it?" Huang Fulian asked with a serious expression on her face.

Wu Yu didn't answer right away, and took Jiang Nanyan's pulse seriously.