The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

Huang Fulian did not forget Jiang Nanyan's expression when she saw the blood on her body just now.

He didn't want to scare her again.

"But your hand." Jiang Nanyan looked at Huang Fulian's gauze-wrapped hands with a worried expression.

She was a little worried, if Huangfulian's hand touched water, would something bad happen to make the wound worse.

"Still, let me help you." Jiang Nanyan gritted her teeth and said. [

Hearing what she said, Huang Fulian's eyes were so soft that water could be squeezed out. He stared at Jiang Nanyan for a moment, reached out to caress her face, and asked, "Aren't you afraid?"

"Just wash your face, it's okay." Jiang Nanyan looked a little embarrassed by him, blushing and lowered her head.

She didn't dare to look directly into Huangfulian's eyes, for fear that she would drown in those tender eyes.

Looking at Huangfulian, she didn't have a rapid heartbeat, and she didn't feel uncomfortable all over her body, but she couldn't deny that Huangfulian's eyes, actions, and even every expression made her feel warm.

This feeling was completely different from what Xiahou Fengli brought him.

Xiahou Fengli made her angry and jealous... In the end, when she even thought of Xiahou Fengli, she couldn't help being afraid...

But the feeling Huangfulian gave her gradually changed from initial fear to warmth.

Now, Jiang Nanyan even felt that as long as Huang Fulian was by her side, no matter where she was, she would not feel afraid anymore.