The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

After venting his desire, he left her alone in the bedroom.

Jiang Nanyan's body has completely lost any consciousness.

She lay there motionless, her eyes unfocused, staring blankly at the red gauze curtain that was slightly blown by the breeze.

Because of the tugging just now, the red gauze curtain is already a little broken, and it hangs down weakly, flicking back and forth on her naked body, bringing a slightly itchy feeling...

After a long while, Jiang Nanyan finally moved. [

She blinked, stretched her arms, and sat up slowly, looking at the red gauze curtain wrapped around her body which was covered in the traces of the Xiahou wind, she did not move for a long time.

In his mind, he kept replaying what Xiahou Fengli did to him just now.

Every time she played it back, her heart became colder.

I don't know if it was Jiang Nanyan's illusion, but she suddenly felt that the surroundings suddenly became cold.

Enduring the pain from between her legs, Jiang Nanyan slowly moved her body out of bed.

She picked up a piece of clothing that was not torn and put it on, and with her bare legs, she stepped on the cold floor and came to the window where the wind kept blowing in.

In the courtyard, there were several long rows of guards standing there, all of them with expressionless faces, holding sabers in their hands, standing there upright, motionless like door gods.

They... must have heard the voices in the room just now.