The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

Then, he turned Wei Xuerong over carefully, took a pill from his arms, pried open Wei Xuerong's pale and trembling jaws, stuffed the pill in, and let Wei Xuerong swallow the medicine gently.

After finishing all this, Wu Yu let out a long sigh of relief, and said to Huangfulian, "My lord, we must leave here immediately and find a place to heal Mi Luo!"

"Mo Yong!"

Huang Fulian yelled in a low voice, and Mo Yong immediately rushed forward and took Wei Xuerong in his arms.

"Let's go!" Huangfu Lianjun's face was frighteningly dark. [

He stood up, hugged Jiang Nanyan by the waist, and ran towards the gate of the city first.

Mo Yong and Wu Yu quickly followed without any hesitation.

A group of people, just like that, quickly disappeared in front of everyone.

Xiahou Fengli stared blankly at their receding backs, unable to recover for a long time, the deep pupils gradually dilated, losing focus.

He couldn't believe that he actually hacked Wei Xuerong with a knife...

On the ground, there was still a big puddle of blood left by Wei Xuerong. The scarlet color was very dazzling under the sun, almost burning people's eyes.

Xiahou Fengli was like a statue, fixed there, motionless.

"His Royal Highness, don't we chase?" Qing asked, wiping the blood on his face.

"Chasing?" Xiahou Fengli turned his head slowly, gave Qing a blank look, and didn't continue to react.