The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

The spy walked to the door in Xiahou Fengli, and stopped him with a voice, "His Royal Highness, Commander Qing just came back, and he is watching in the hall now. He asked me to come to tell His Royal Highness that there is no place in the palace. Nothing happened."

"Yeah." Xiahou Fengli nodded, "Go down."

"Yes." The spy stepped back without saying anything.

After the spies left, Xiahou Fengli re-entered the curtain and hid his body.

It doesn't take much time to worship, they will be back soon. [

Sure enough, not long after, Xiahou Fengli heard a noise coming from outside.

Afterwards, the bride was led by Huang Fulian, surrounded by a crowd, and returned to the new house.

Because it was just a formality, and no one was invited, Huangfulian didn't need to go to the front hall to toast, and after leading the bride back to the wedding room, he dispersed everyone and stayed behind.

Afraid that he would find him, Xia Houfeng turned his body sideways to hide himself deeper, but he didn't miss any opportunity to monitor them, keeping his gaze firmly on the couple outside the curtain.

Huang Fulian took Mi Luo to the bedside and sat down.

"Yan'er, are you hungry?" Huangfu Lian asked softly, stroking Mi Luo's slightly rough hand, her brows furrowed deeply, "How could your hand..."

Swallow?

Xiahou Fengli, behind the curtain, was slightly taken aback when he heard Huang Fulian call the girl's name.