The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

"On the table?" Jiang Nanyan's eyes lit up when she heard that the food she wanted to eat was on the table, and she looked in the direction of the round table.

A small square of kraft paper lay quietly on the table.

Probably because of the heavy fall, a corner of the kraft paper was deeply dented on one side.

Jiang Nanyan let go of Huangfulian, stood up quickly, walked to the round table, and began to unpack the kraft paper.

Huang Fulian narrowed her eyes slightly, glanced at the tiles on the ground, then turned around, followed, took the kraft paper from Jiang Nanyan's hand, and slowly opened it. [

The moment the kraft paper was torn apart, both of them were stunned at the same time.

The pastry inside has long been unable to see the original appearance, and it was broken into a ball...

"Why, how did this happen?" Jiang Nanyan looked at the small pile of powder in the kraft paper, unable to recover for a long time.

Her pastries... how did they turn into a pile of flour?

"Huangfulian! What did you do to my pastries??!" Jiang Nanyan turned her head angrily, staring at Huangfulian, her small face wrinkled tightly.

"Uh... the king was not careful just now..."

The corners of Huangfulian's eyes twitched, and she spoke in embarrassment, but before he could finish, Jiang Nanyan interrupted him.

"Accidentally?! You accidentally made my pastry like this! Huangfulian, you pay me for the pastry!" Jiang Nanyan yelled at Huangfulian furiously.