The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

Mi Luo was startled by his frightening appearance.

With a pale face, she looked at Huang Fulian, who was clenching her fists fiercely and exuding terrifying hostility all over her body. It took several seconds for her to realize that she quickly threw away the quilt in her hand, climbed forward, and hugged her into his arms, using the method of last night to comfort him.

Finally, under Mi Luo's frantic comfort, Huang Fulian's mood gradually stabilized.

Huangfulian took a deep breath, inch by inch, slowly raised her head, looked at Mi Luo, and asked word by word, "What did you just say?"

"No, it's nothing... I didn't say anything..." Fearing that the terrible situation just now would happen again, Mi Luo never dared to mention Jiang Nanyan's matter again. [

"Sorry, I lost my temper." Huang Fulian smiled weakly, and wanted to turn around, but found herself being hugged tightly.

His movements made Mi Luo also notice the extremely intimate movements of the two of them, blushing and shouting, let go of Huang Fulian, and pulled the quilt back to cover his naked body.

"What do you think about the marriage?" Huangfu Lian calmed down, didn't look too much, turned her eyes away, and asked again what she had just talked about with Mi Luo.

"Did Mr. Huangfu want to give Mi Luo a title because of what happened last night? Mi Luo is fine. Mr. Huangfu doesn't have to worry about what happened last night." Mi Luo shook his head.