The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

Looking at the dishes on the table, Jiang Nanyan was lost again.

Huang Fulian looked at her absent-minded look, a gloomy light flashed in her black eyes.

He waved his hand and called Qiu Yan, who was standing far away at the door, to come over and clean up the things on the table.

Qiu Yan led two maids, stepped forward silently, and took away all the things on the bed as fast as she could.

When he exited, he thoughtfully closed the door, and sent back the two guards guarding the door. [

After confirming that the maids' footsteps were far away, Huang Fulian turned her head and looked at Jiang Nanyan.

"Yan'er, if one day you find out that this king is not what you imagined, what will you do?" Huangfulian squinted her eyes and hesitated for a while, before finally deciding to speak.

"Ah? What did you say?" Jiang Nanyan suddenly came back to her senses, her expression still a little dazed.

Just now she was only thinking about how to persuade Xiahou Fengli, but she didn't hear clearly what Huang Fulian said.

Huang Fulian's black eyes flickered, "I mean, if one day, you find out that this king is not what you imagined, what will you do?"

"What do you mean?" Jiang Nanyan was stunned, staring blankly at Huang Fulian.

Not the one she knew?

Could it be that Huangfulian, like herself, came through time travel?

"It's nothing." Huangfu Lian smiled faintly, reached out to wrap her arms around Jiang Nanyan's waist, and sat her in her arms, "This king just wants to know, if one day, you know that this king is actually a despicable person, how would you still be able to do it?" Will you follow this king?"

Huangfu Lian seemed to be talking unintentionally, but her voice tensed up involuntarily.

rat?

Huangfulian?

His hypothesis is too unconvincing.

Huangfulian and the despicable villain are not compatible at all, okay>

"What are you talking about?" Jiang Nanyan laughed in astonishment.

"You answer the king's question first." Huang Fulian kept smiling, but that smile seemed a little unnatural.

"In what way is it despicable? Is it the kind that treats people's lives carelessly?" Jiang Nanyan thought for a while before asking.

Of course she knew that Huangfulian could not be as pure as the white lotus

May I ask which emperor did not have blood on his hands? [

She never felt that Huangfulian was a man who had never killed anyone.

"You don't like me killing people?" Huang Fulian didn't answer Jiang Nanyan's question, but asked her this way.

"If possible, of course I don't like you killing people." But she also knew that it was impossible.

"If you want?" Huangfulian raised her eyebrows, and cast Jiang Nanyan a slightly surprised look.

"Just try not to kill if you can." Jiang Nanyan said seriously.