The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

Xiahou Fengli raised his head, glanced at the dark sky, quickened his pace, and walked towards the study.

However, even though Xiahou Fengli had quickened his pace, the fast and rapid rain still drenched him.

When he returned to the study, Xiahou Fengli was already drowned.

Qing saw a person coming from the rain curtain from a distance, at first he thought it was some guard who came to change shift.

After discovering that it was Xiahou Fengli, he rushed forward holding an oil-paper umbrella. [

"His Royal Highness, why don't you even hold an umbrella? What if you catch a cold?"

"It's just a little rain." Xiahou Fengli waved his hand indifferently, went up the steps, shook off the water droplets all over his body, crossed the long corridor, and walked into the study.

Qing immediately waved to the maids at the side, signaling them to prepare hot water immediately.

The maids didn't dare to hesitate for a moment, leaving a few to change clothes for Xiahou Fengli, while the others quickly retreated to prepare.

After Xiahou Fengli took off his wet clothes, wiped off the water droplets from his hair and face, and sat down at the desk, rubbed his brows, closed his eyes and rested his mind, Qingcai stepped forward to report that he had received it early this morning. information.

"His Royal Highness, Huangfulian's people came here at Maoshi."

Xiahou Fengli's hands stopped, and he opened his eyes quickly, looking at Qing solemnly, his deep black eyes were full of sharpness, "What did he send someone for?"