The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

While treating the wound, he thought about what to do.

Let Wang and Mi Luo do that?

No!

Now Miss Jiang's matter has not been resolved, if there is Mi Luo in the middle, wouldn't it be more complicated?

With the king's personality, if he really did something to Miss Mi Luo, he would definitely bring Mi Luo back to the imperial palace of the capital [

If by then, Miss Jiang has made substantial progress again, it will be troublesome.

Therefore, we must stop Wang and Miss Mi Luo...

Wu Yu thought about it, took a deep breath, summoned up his courage, and said, "Wang... how do you feel now? Are you dizzy? Are you feeling uncomfortable? Are your eyes not clear? ?”

"My king's hand was injured." Huangfu Lian frowned, cast a sidelong glance at Wu Yu, and said in a cold tone.

I know that your hand was injured, but now, you obviously don't even know your sanity!

Wu Yu yelled in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it out.

He could only keep these words in his heart silently, with a stiff smile on his face, "That's not what I mean, what I mean is that the king's hands may cause problems like high fever, so I asked more one time."

"Many things! Get out when you're done! Don't stand in the way!" Huang Fulian glared at Wu Yu displeased, her sharp gaze seemed to shoot someone right through, and Wu Yu trembled all over.