The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

Palace people are always trembling in doing things, for fear of saying or doing something wrong.

Occasionally, I meet one or two court ministers in the palace, and they always sigh from time to time

Jiang Nanyan thought the same thing, how could it not be a pity that a good life suddenly disappeared.

Although Jiang Nanyan doesn't like Wei Xuerong's child, it is a small life after all, and she was only born as Wei Xuerong's daughter just now, and she did nothing wrong...

Because of this incident, Cheng Wuyi was ill for ten days, and Huangfu Ao became even more silent. [

In the whole incident, the calmest person was none other than Huangfulian.

He didn't seem to be affected in any way, he went to court, handled business affairs the same way, and treated himself with the same meticulous care as before.

However, as the closest bedside person, how could Jiang Nanyan not feel his subtle changes?

Ever since the little princess had an accident, Huang Fulian would often wake up in the middle of the night, and then sit there until dawn.

When dealing with state affairs in the study, Huang Fulian would even unconsciously draw a portrait of the little princess.

Like now, Huang Fulian was holding another memorial, sitting there in a daze.

"Huangfulian, are you okay? Do you want to take a rest?" Jiang Nanyan waved away all the maids, walked to the desk, and gently took the memorial from his hand.

"Ah?" Huangfu Lian suddenly came back to her senses, subconsciously began to look for the memorial on the table.

"Huangfulian..." Jiang Nanyan looked at his flustered appearance, her throat seemed to be stuck by something, and she was speechless.

She didn't know how to comfort Huang Fulian.

But Jiang Nanyan was really anxious to see him in this state.

It has been two months since the incident of the little princess, and it must be sad to mention it again.

But if you don't spread this matter out and face it face to face, I'm afraid Huangfulian doesn't know how long it will be wrong because of this matter.

"Huangfulian, don't think too much..." Jiang Nanyan walked around the desk, walked to Huangfulian's side, and smoothed the deep wrinkles between his brows.

"Yan'er, has this king neglected her too much?" Huangfu Lian stretched out her hands and wrapped around Jiang Nanyan's waist, which she couldn't wrap around with one hand because she was more than seven months pregnant, and let her sit on her lap. He took her hand and placed it on her cheek to rub it gently.

If he had gone into the water to save someone at that time, "she" might not have died...

But at that time, he was only thinking about Jiang Nanyan, and he didn't have any extra thoughts to take care of others, so "she" died because he was not rescued in time

In a sense, he was the murderer who killed his daughter.