The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

Now that the crisis was over, Jiang Nanyan's tense muscles instantly relaxed.

However, in the next second, as if she suddenly thought of something, her heart suddenly rose again.

"Xia, Xiahou Fengli...you, you, where are you taking me?" Jiang Nanyan was sweating on her forehead, and her voice was trembling a little more than before.

Could it be, just take her to the small black room and lock her up?

Thinking that she might soon be with a bunch of mice, Jiang Nanyan was so frightened that she almost lost her soul. [

However, even though she was shaking with fright, Xiahou Fengli still refused to tell her where she was going.

"Of course I'll know when we get there." Xiahou Fengli said, holding her in his arms like this, stepped up the steps, and walked towards the highest point of the pavilion step by step.

Because of fear, Jiang Nanyan kept her eyes closed along the way.

She closed her eyes tightly and didn't dare to open them at all, for she was afraid that if she opened them, she would see a group of squeaking mice rushing towards her.

In the darkness, Jiang Nanyan felt that Xiahou Fengli's footsteps stopped.

Is the little black house already here?

The corners of Jiang Nanyan's eyes twitched, and they were tightly closed without opening them.

"We're here, you can open your eyes now." Xiahou Fengli leaned against her ear and said softly, his scorching breath swept across her neck like a whisk, causing a slight shudder.