The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

Unexpectedly, the carriage had already driven for nearly thirty miles, and Wang still looked indifferent, and didn't care about the injury on his hand at all, as if his finger was broken, it was someone else...

The man outside the curtain sighed for a long time, and asked again unwillingly, "Wang, let the doctor show you the wound!"

"No need, this king is fine." Huang Fulian said without even moving her eyelids.

"But Wang... You can't do this! If you miss the best period of treatment..." The attendant looked at the person lying motionless in the carriage, and continued to persuade him earnestly, hoping that Huang Fulian would treat her well. Listen to the words.

"No need." Huangfulian still didn't turn around, but her tone gradually showed impatience. [

"Wang...why are you bothering?" The attendant was only concerned about Huangfulian's wounds, ignoring the impatience in his words, and did not give up persuading him, "This time the plan failed, and Miss Jiang was not rescued. We have another time, you don't have to..."

Before the entourage could finish speaking, it was interrupted severely by Huang Fulian.

"Get out!" Huangfu Lian opened her eyes suddenly, and stared coldly at the attendant outside the curtain, that look, as if it could hurt people with ice at any time, made people's teeth chatter.

"King..." The attendant was stared at by him, his scalp went numb, his whole body trembled violently, and he subconsciously closed his mouth.