The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

Xiahou Fengli patiently waited.

After a while, a group of people came outside the house, saying that they were taking the bride to the church.

In that group of people, there are several subordinates of Huang Fu Lian who are quite skilled in martial arts.

Taking advantage of the noise of the crowd, Xiahou Fengli quickly held his breath, and every root in his body entered a state of vigilance.

He adjusted his breathing back to normal until those people gradually moved away, surrounded by the bride in a wedding dress. [

Just as he was relaxing his body, a footstep that was so light that ordinary people couldn't hear it approached lightly...

Xia Houfeng frowned, and his relaxed muscles tensed up again in an instant.

what happened?

Haven't all the people left?

Why are there still footsteps?

Xiahou Fengli frowned, stared at the direction of the footsteps with a serious expression, clenched his fists, and was ready to attack at any time.

In the next second, a deliberately low whisper sounded in the room

"His Royal Highness? Where are you, His Royal Highness?"

It was the spy he sent to the hall to observe the situation.

Xiahou Fengli breathed a sigh of relief, and walked out from behind the curtain.

"Didn't I tell you to stare at the front? What are you running here for? If something happens over there, you are the only one to ask me!" Xia Houfeng said with a serious face, while stepping forward, hurriedly wanting to move forward Head rush.