The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

Xiahou Fengli did not speak, his deep eyebrows were raised high, and his falcon-like gaze was cast on Jiang Nanyan.

From her hair, glances to her eyebrows, her eyes, her straight nose bridge, her tightly pursed red lips...and her calm little face.

Xiahou Fengli squinted his eyes, and there was a glimmer of darkness in the depths of his black eyes.

"You don't have anything to ask the prince?" He broke the silence.

Jiang Nanyan was silent. [

After a while, she finally spoke again, "No."

"Didn't you still chase after the prince this morning?" Xia Houfeng frowned, feeling very unhappy that she had such a normal expression.

He had already automatically expressed kindness, but she still had this indifferent expression!

"There is no problem now." Jiang Nanyan answered without haste, her voice calm without any fluctuations.

"No problem?" Xia Houfeng narrowed his eyes, frowned tightly, and his face was full of displeasure, "How come there is no problem? Don't you ask why the prince married Wei Xuerong? Don't ask the prince Why were you on Wei Xuerong's bed just now?"

As he spoke, he grabbed Jiang Nanyan's wrist, stretched out his hand, and pulled her into his arms. Their bodies were tightly pressed together.

"Well, don't ask." Jiang Nanyan shook her head, looked up at him calmly.