The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

He found the most secluded corner, the closest to the bed, and hid in a corner where he could see the whole bed.

Xiahou Fengli waited quietly in the corner.

About half an hour later, Huang Fulian came back supporting the maid intimately.

Xiahou Fengli quickly pulled the curtain in front of him to cover himself, trying to keep his aura hidden.

Although Huang Fulian's hand was injured, his martial arts were not abolished. [

He can't have any slack.

Otherwise, the whereabouts will definitely be discovered.

Xiahou Feng held his breath, opened the curtain a little, and looked out through the gap

Huang Fulian carefully helped the well-dressed maid to the side of the bed and sat down. She kissed the maid, whispered some love words in a soft voice, took a red silk cloth, and covered the maid's head Finally, after confessing some things, he left under the urging of his servants.

Xiahou Fengli watched Huangfulian's figure gradually go away until it disappeared completely, then turned his head to look at the maid sitting by the bed.

When she was in the garden, it was because her back was facing her.

And just now, she didn't cover her with the red silk cloth, and Huang Fulian whispered to her, which happened to block her appearance,

So from the beginning to the end, there was no maid in Xiahou Fengli who could see her face clearly.

Xiahou Fengli narrowed his long and narrow eyes slightly as he looked at the servant girl who was sitting alone by the bed and dressed in happy attire.