The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

After tossing and turning, he refused to let go...

On the bed, their bodies were tightly intertwined, inseparable...

Xiahou Fengli hugged Jiang Nanyan tightly and refused to let go, like a ferocious beast locking up its hard-fought prey...

After a brief rest, Xiahou Fengli started to squirm again.

This time, he turned around with her in his arms, changed his position, knelt and sat on the bed, re-entered her, and continued the beautiful rhythm just now...[

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At the same time, in the stone room.

Huangfulian leaned helplessly against the cold stone wall, her expression was completely hopeless, as if she had just returned from purgatory.

His hands, hanging limply on both sides of his body, were dripping with blood.

On the walls and floor of the stone room, there were dried blood everywhere...

Anyone who sees this kind of situation will have a shocking feeling, thinking that this is the scene of a murder...

However, Huang Fulian, who was at the "murder scene", didn't care about these at all, just like a wounded beast that had been robbed of its partner, slowly slumped down against the cold wall.

He bent his knees, lowered his head, his hands were hanging powerlessly on his knees, and he didn't move, allowing the bright red blood to flow from the wound, converging into a small red stream, dripping from his fingers...

tick tock...