The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

While talking, Jiang Nanyan dragged Huang Fulian to the side of the low couch.

"Do you have anything else to do this afternoon?" She asked, bending down to adjust the cushion for Huang Fulian.

Unexpectedly, before his hand could touch the mat, he felt his eyes go dark, and he rushed forward and fell heavily on the low couch.

Huang Fulian never thought that Jiang Nanyan would suddenly fall down, she only had time to turn around, and had no time to reach out to help her, so she could only watch Jiang Nanyan helplessly, and fell down on the low couch.

"Yan'er! What's wrong with you? Did you fall somewhere?" Huangfu Lian was stunned for a tenth of a second, then quickly reacted and bent over to help Jiang Nanyan. [

"It's okay." Jiang Nanyan smiled weakly and shook her head, "It's just that I accidentally slipped."

She still felt a little dizzy before her eyes, but she didn't want Huangfulian to worry, and she didn't tell Huangfulian how she felt.

Of course, Huang Fulian couldn't believe her words. He just watched her fall down for no reason.

There is no unevenness in the room, and the spilled soup has already been cleaned up, so it is impossible for the feet to slip.

"Come on! Go and call Wu Yu to this king!" Huangfu Lian roared, the veins on her forehead popped out, her expression was ferocious and frightening like an enraged beast.

The court ladies dared not delay, and ran out "boom-boom-boom", and after about a cup of tea, Wu Yu came in a hurry with a medicine box on his back.