The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

Could he, like Xiahou Fengli, change in an instant?

Become hideous?

Become trembling just thinking about it?

Thinking of Xiahou Fengli, Jiang Nanyan's face turned pale again, and her body trembled involuntarily.

With a pale face, she threw the sweat towel in her hand into the basin, as if seeing something terrible, she quickly got into the quilt. [

Huang Fulian was still immersed in the ambiguous scene that made him extremely fascinated just now, and she didn't come back to her senses, so she naturally didn't notice the fleeting fear on Jiang Nanyan's face.

He looked at the blood-stained water in the basin, then at the person huddled under the quilt, and laughed, "You lie down, how can I help you get dressed?"

The people in the quilt didn't move at all.

Huang Fulian thought Jiang Nanyan was shy, and didn't force her, so she turned around and took off her clothes first.

After taking the blood-stained clothes and the blood-stained water basin to Mo Yong, he returned to the bed and continued, "Are you going to hide under the quilt forever? "

Huangfulian was in a good mood.

Because of this scene, it reminded him of the happy time when the two were in the frontier.

The feeling now is very similar to then.

Although at this moment, they are still in the Song Kingdom, whether they can leave safely or not, they don't know when they return to the capital.