The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

And his kind of gentleness that makes people can't help but be intoxicated is only born for Jiang Nanyan.

"What?" Mi Luo asked dazedly.

She was drunk in his tenderness that was enough to kill people, and she no longer cared whether she was someone else's substitute.

"Last night, did this king hurt you?" Huang Fulian said, if there was nothing, she glanced at the bedding that still had traces of her first night.

Mi Luo's face was burned by his question, his eyes were fixed on the quilt in his hand, and he didn't dare to look at Huang Fulian's face at all. [

"It's, it's okay... It hurt a little at first... After, it didn't hurt after that..." Mi Luo whispered, his face was so hot that it seemed to be emitting smoke.

Although, Huangfulian asked this question so embarrassingly that she wanted to dig a hole to get in, and she didn't even notice that Huangfulian changed her name without knowing it.

But the concern in Huangfulian's tone made Mi Luo very happy.

She knew that Huangfulian's gentleness did not belong to her.

His eyes looked at himself, but what he was thinking about was another woman.

Even so, Mi Luo was very happy.

However, when she was happy, she didn't dare to look up to Huangfulian, she just lowered her head and kept shaking her head.

Her answer did not reassure HuangFulian.

He frowned, looking at Mi Luo who was curled up in the quilt.

After a while, he said solemnly, "Come out and let me see if I have hurt you..."