The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

It's as if something that is extremely important and beloved has been snatched away by life.

********************************

Like a gust of wind in Xiahou's wind, it blew into the side hall where Zhao Yunxiang lived.

The maids in Zhao Yunxiang's palace, when they saw Xiahou Fengli, who had not been here for a long time, appeared in the wind, they immediately greeted them happily, and served tea and water courteously.

Xiahou Fengli didn't take the tea from the maid's hand, and walked straight to the inner room. [

Pulling back layers of veils, I came to the bedside with a delicate red gauze curtain.

He waved his hand roughly away.

Xiahou Fengli's expression turned a little ugly when he didn't see the person he wanted to meet.

He sat down with his robe lifted, and asked the court lady coldly, "Where is Zhao Yunxiang? Where is she?"

"His Royal Highness, Emperor Liang is admiring flowers in the garden, this servant will send someone to call her back." The maid said, elbowing the empty-handed maid beside her.

The maid immediately understood, and ran out with a "thump, thud, thump".

"His Royal Highness, Emperor Liang will be back soon, please quench your thirst with a sip of tea first." The maid stepped forward and handed the tea in her hand to Xiahou Fengli.

Xiahou Fengli didn't even look at the maid, and lay back, closing his eyes and resting his mind.

The maid stood there awkwardly holding the tea, neither retreating nor entering.

Because His Royal Highness did not say to drink, nor did he say not to drink...

Therefore, she can only stand there like a wood carving until His Royal Highness speaks.