The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

Is it really his illusion?

Or, did the smell of blood come from somewhere else?

Huang Fulian frowned deeply, her dark black eyes glanced at Jiang Nanyan's narrow, smirking face, and decided to ask directly.

"Yan'er, did anyone come here when the king was away?"

"Ah?" Jiang Nanyan was stunned for a tenth of a second, and then realized, "No...ah! By the way, there was a man and a woman fighting next door just now, and the man was chased by his wife with a chair and beat him to the ground. Fuck, go see a doctor now." [

Jiang Nanyan said while patting her chest with a look of shock, "I almost scared me to death just now! That man was hit by something on the head, and it was full of blood! It was really scary! Fortunately, Xiao Er I sent him to the doctor very quickly, otherwise, I really don’t know what will happen.”

Jiang Nanyan guessed that the reason why Huangfu Lian had been chasing after her so closely was that she could smell the blood left by the man in Tsing Yi.

Jiang Nanyan knew that Huangfu Lian believed in her very much, and would not go to ask Xiao Er if there was really a fight between husband and wife just now, so she dared to say that.

"Fight?" Huangfulian was startled for a moment, and looked at Jiangnanyan suspiciously. Although there was still a trace of doubt in her heart, she didn't ask further.