The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

Jiang Nanyan slowly closed her eyes, finally no longer disturbed by those noises, and fell into a deep sleep.

Vaguely, she felt that Xiahou Fengli seemed to get out of bed.

After a while, Jiang Nanyan felt a warm feeling coming from her body.

She opened her eyes bewilderedly, and saw that Xiahou Fengli was wiping her weak body with a wet towel...

Then I went to bed again and held her in my arms...[

Jiang Nanyan didn't have the strength to think about anything else, she opened her eyes in a daze, her vision was invaded by an extremely strong drowsiness, and she couldn't see clearly everything in front of her eyes.

"Go to sleep." Xiahou said, pulling the quilt for her.

Jiang Nanyan didn't speak any more, didn't try to open her eyes, and didn't move.

She was like this, leaning against Xiahou Fengli's chest, falling asleep...

Xiahou Fengli held Jiang Nanyan with one hand, stared at the carved ceiling of the big bed with his bright black eyes, narrowed and opened his long and narrow eyes, and repeated this over and over again.

He is waiting.

Wait for Jiang Nanyan to fall asleep.

Only in this way can he put her down for the time being with peace of mind, and go to Huangfulian's other garden to see what's going on.

Xia Hou frowned in the wind, waiting...

With the passage of time, Jiang Nanyan, who was lying on her chest, gradually began to breathe steadily.

Xiahou Fengli gently removed Jiang Nanyan's hand, lifted the quilt out of bed, picked up the clothes on the ground, and put them on one by one.