The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

He sat by the bed for a while before standing up and walking outside.

Wu Yu immediately packed up the medicine box and followed out.

No one noticed that the person who was still asleep on the bed slowly opened his eyes after they left.

Turns out she couldn't get pregnant...

It's no wonder that Huang Fulian has been working so hard in the past few months, and it is released in her body every time, but there is no news from her stomach. [

At first, Jiang Nanyan thought it was because the two of them were doing it too frequently and their bodies were too tired, so they didn't get pregnant. Unexpectedly, it wasn't the problem of how much they did, but that she couldn't get pregnant at all.

Is it difficult to conceive, isn't it the same as being unable to conceive?

Jiang Nanyan hugged the quilt and sat up slowly, staring at the screen not far away in a daze, unable to tell what kind of feeling she was feeling inside.

She actually, unexpectedly couldn't get pregnant...

Huang Fulian was so kind to her, but she couldn't even bear a child for him...

Looking at the flickering candlelight on the table, Jiang Nanyan's chest suddenly felt sour.

The next moment, the eye sockets suddenly became wet.

Hot tears crawled out of the eye sockets uncontrollably, like broken pearls, falling drop by drop, falling into the quilt, and quickly disappearing.

Outside the window, the moonlight is deep.

Jiang Nanyan sat alone on the huge wooden bed, looking at the emptiness of this room, her heart felt as if a knife had been cut, and the pain was unbearable.