The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

It took several seconds for her to come back to her senses, and found herself being pinned on the bed by Xiahou Fengli.

In the next second, Jiang Nanyan felt Xia Houfeng holding her slender waist, buried her head into her neck, and began to sprint fiercely.

She couldn't say a word, she could only moan in a low voice under his fierce possession.

Outside, the cold dew is thick.

In the house, inside the red tent, lust is rolling. [

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at the same time.

On the outskirts of the capital, a garden fifty miles away.

The huge hall was pitch black, and the only light came from the half-meter-high wild goose lamp in the corner.

Under the lamp, there was a sound.

If you look carefully, you will find that there are several tall men sitting around the Yanyu Lantern.

All of them looked serious, looking at a young man sitting in the middle with unison.

Everyone looked at each other.

After a long while, someone in the crowd finally came to their senses and let out a low voice in disbelief.

"What did you say? Miss Jiang is willing to leave the palace, and she also said that she has married into Songguo's palace and won't go with our king?"

Obviously he had done nothing wrong, but in the face of so many people's fierce eyes that seemed to be eating people, the young man's forehead couldn't help sweating a little.

He swallowed, wiped off the thin sweat on his forehead, and then replied tremblingly, "Yes, that's what Miss Jiang told me."