The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

Huang Fulian stretched out her hand to pat her on the back to comfort her, and turned to Wu Yu and yelled, "What are you doing in a daze? Why don't you come here quickly, take the queen's pulse and see how the queen's body is doing?!"

"Yes, yes..." Wu Yu's whole body was shaken, and he jumped up like an electric shock, and rushed over, trembling to feel Jiang Nanyan's pulse.

Just as Wu Yu's hand touched Jiang Nanyan's, Huang Fulian immediately asked nervously, "How is it?"

With her back to Huang Fulian, Jiang Nanyan kept winking at Wu Yu.

Of course Wu Yu knew what Jiangnan Yan meant, so he stammered and said, "My lord, your lord, the queen is just suffering from a cold, and there is no serious problem. I just need to prescribe a medicine, decoct it and take it a few times. After that, it'll be all right." [

Although Wu Yu had tried his best to keep himself calm, he couldn't help but tremble when faced with Huang Fulian's stern face, who was not good at lying.

"Why don't you go and prescribe medicine soon?" Huang Fulian yelled with eyes wide open.

Wu Yu, who was extremely guilty in his heart, was snarled by him, his feet went limp, and he almost sat down on the floor.

He took a deep breath, turned around with a pale face, stumbled to the desk, picked up the Langhao pen tremblingly, and began to write the prescription.

Seeing Wu Yu shaking like that, Jiang Nanyan felt a strong sense of guilt in her heart.