The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

She was shocked and hugged her body in panic.

What, what's going on?

Why is she dressed like this?

who is it?

Who changed her clothes? [

Jiang Nanyan shook her body and raised her head, meeting a pair of terrifying and greedy almond eyes.

There was a bright flame in it, a kind of greed that could not help but frighten.

Jiang Nanyan shrank her neck subconsciously, looked at the woman in strange clothes with a whip in her hand, and asked in a trembling voice, "You... who are you? Why did you arrest me!?"

The woman was indifferent to Jiang Nanyan's questioning, and turned her head to ask the entourage beside her, "Is anyone here?"

"Not yet, but..." The attendant shook his head, took a step forward, and said in a low voice, "Huang Fulian from the capital is here! What should we do? Will the auction continue?"

The woman was stunned, and it took several seconds to come back to her senses, "Huangfulian? How did he come back? Did you misread someone?"

"My subordinates are not mistaken, Huangfu Lian has indeed come, and he is now sitting on the VIP seat above." The attendant said, looking at the upper right corner out of the corner of his eye.

Following the eyes of the entourage, the woman glanced at the upper right corner, and was slightly taken aback when she saw the lazy figure.

Although Song Kingdom is one of the top three richest countries among the sixteen countries, Huang Fulian, as the king, has never been involved in slave trade. What happened today...