The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

Huang Fulian took a deep breath, clenched her fists, and walked forward.

"Yan'er, it's so late, why aren't you sleeping?" Huang Fulian squinted her eyes halfway, and while asking, she observed Jiang Nanyan's face without leaving any trace.

Jiang Nanyan pursed her lips tightly, staring at Wu Yu who was lying at the door, moaning softly, without saying a word.

"It's cold outside, let's talk in the room first." Huangfu Lian put her arms around Jiang Nanyan's waist, using her body to shield her from the oncoming wind and snow, and threw her towards the study.

Jiang Nanyan didn't object, and followed Huang Fulian into the room. [

After bringing her into the study and placing her on a warm chair, Huang Fu Lian immediately turned around and closed the door, trying to block out the bitter cold wind.

The moment the door was slowly closed, he gave Wu Yu who was lying on the ground a hard look.

Wu Yu immediately understood, hugged his aching stomach, got up unsteadily, and stumbled towards the door.

However, before Wu Yu had time to step out of the door, he heard Jiang Nanyan's deep voice, which came from behind him.

"Wu Yu, don't leave in a hurry, I still have something to ask you." Jiang Nanyan looked at Wu Yu's trembling back, and said slowly, word by word.

Hearing what Jiang Nanyan said, Wu Yu froze.

Inch by inch, he slowly turned his head and looked at Huangfulian, not knowing what to do.