The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

Qiu Yan, who was chasing after with a big cloak, saw Jiang Nanyan walking in the corridor in thin clothes, and rushed forward in three steps at a time, shaking off the cloak and putting it on again.

"Queen, why didn't you wait for me, and ran out alone?" Qiu Yan's tone was somewhat complaining.

It never occurred to her that she was just going to bring a pot of hot tea, and there was no time for half a cup of tea, and Jiang Nanyan would not be seen when she came back.

After asking the maid who was in a hurry in the bedroom, she found out that Jiang Nanyan had gone to Huang Fulian's study.

So, Qiuyan hurriedly took the cloak and chased it out, but she didn't expect to see the picture of Jiangnanyan walking alone in the cold corridor. [

What about the king?

Didn't the maids say that the king has come back and entered the study?

Since the king came back and was in the study again, how could the queen come back alone, dressed so thinly?

Qiu Yan looked at Jiang Nanyan with a puzzled expression on her face. She glanced behind Jiang Nanyan, tied the strap of her cloak for Jiang Nanyan, and asked, "Queen, didn't the king send you back?"

"He's out of the palace again." Jiang Nanyan replied with a smile, although the expression on her face was a smile, but that smile was a bit uglier than crying.

Qiuyan knew that the queen felt lost because of the king leaving the palace again, so she didn't ask any further questions.

After fastening the belt, she immediately said, "Queen, it's cold outside, and the wind is so strong. If you stay for a long time, you may catch a cold. This servant will help you back to the palace."

As Qiu Yan spoke, she took Jiang Nanyan's hand.

Jiang Nanyan didn't speak, but she didn't object to Qiu Yan's words and pushed her hand away.

The two braved the cold wind and walked towards the bedroom.

Originally, Jiang Nanyan thought that Huang Fulian would not return to the palace until late at night, so she felt a little depressed.

Unexpectedly, when they returned to the bedroom, they found that Huang Fulian had already returned.

Seeing the man standing in front of her dressing table in a daze, wondering what to think, Jiang Nanyan didn't even have time to understand the cloak, so she directly lifted the hem of her skirt and rushed in.

"Huangfulian, you're back?" Jiangnan Yan looked at Huangfulian joyfully, as she always did when she greeted Huangfulian, she rushed forward, wanting to hug him.

Huang Fu Lian did not immediately open her hands as usual, but was slightly stunned for a few seconds, until she had completely leaned against his chest, then slowly raised her arms and gently encircled her.

Huang Fulian's subtle changes made Jiang Nanyan's face stagnate involuntarily.

What the hell is wrong with him?

Jiang Nanyan raised her head suspiciously, looked at Huang Fulian's handsome face under the flickering candlelight, and his dark eyes that were so dark that no one could see any emotion. After a long time, she swallowed her saliva and let out a sound. .