The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

"Prince concubine, slaves, slaves are not cold." Xia He replied, her teeth chattering slightly.

"If it's not cold, why are you shaking?" Jiang Nanyan glanced at her.

"No, it's nothing... slave, slave is just a little worried about the princess..."

"Worry about me? What do I have to worry about? Don't worry, I'm fine. I'm not sleepy yet, so sit here for a while, and I'll go to sleep when I'm sleepy. Go down and rest."

"Crown Princess..." Xia He still refused to leave. [

She was really worried that the princess would be here alone, and the more she thought about it, the more depressed and hopeless she would become, and then she would kill herself with a foot of white silk!

"What happened to you today? Did Xiahou Fengli say something to you? Did he ask you to watch me? Because he was afraid that I would go and destroy his bridal chamber and disturb his newly married concubine?" Yan frowned and asked.

Otherwise, how could this girl suspect that she had poisoned Xiahou Fengli and Wei Xuerong's joint wine at first, and now she is staring at her tightly like a prison boss.

"No, no!" Xia He waved her hands repeatedly.

"Why is that?" Jiang Nanyan lowered her face.

"Slave, servant girl is just worried that you will be overwhelmed by the princess..." Seeing that Jiang Nanyan was angry, Xia He stammered out the reason why she refused to leave. "Can't think about it?" Jiang Nanyan was stunned for a few seconds before realizing, "Why can't I think about it?"