The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

"But?" His volume instantly increased, his tone sounded a bit yin and yang, and the veins on his forehead suddenly burst out.

At this moment, he looked like a lion sniping its prey, and his whole body was full of dangerous aura.

"Hey! Don't be angry, just listen to me!" Seeing that he was about to get angry again, Jiang Nanyan hurriedly comforted him, "My but has a reason."

"Speak!" Xiahou Fengli's thin lips parted slightly, and the words he spoke were not sloppy, simple and neat.

"Don't even think about it, even if I don't see Huangfulian, with Huangfulian's martial arts, he can still come to see me! At that time, I won't be able to avoid it at all..." [

Hearing this reason, Xiahou Fengli's complexion suddenly eased, "You can rest assured about this, as long as you promise the prince will never see him again, the prince will naturally not let him have a chance to get closer to the palace."

Jiang Nanyan let out a long sigh of relief, "And..."

"Also? Jiangnanyan! Are you playing tricks on the prince by repeating this?" Xiahou Fengli's face darkened again, and the force of pinching her wrists suddenly increased.

"Take it easy! Take it easy! Do you want to wring my hand off?" Jiang Nanyan frowned in pain, whimpered and twisted slightly, trying to pull her hand back.

But his strength was completely inferior to Xiahou Fengli's, and he struggled for a long time without any results, his hands were still firmly pressed on top of his head, unable to move.