The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

Jiang Nanyan couldn't help thinking, can she really pretend that she is the real owner of this body and stay by Huangfulian's side all the time?

Is it really possible?

She could tell that Huangfulian really wouldn't mind what happened to her before.

Otherwise, he wouldn't take care of himself so carefully. It's really the feeling of holding it in his hand for fear of falling, and holding it in his mouth for fear of melting.

Jiang Nanyan even had the illusion that she was in a magic mirror. [

She couldn't believe that there really was such a perfect man in the world.

I can't even believe that I will meet such a good man.

Everything I have experienced is really like an illusion, so cruel and so beautiful...

"Huangfulian..." Jiang Nanyan opened and closed her lips several times before finally uttering a sound.

"Eh?" Huangfulian stopped tying Jiangnanyan's belt, raised her head, looked at her, her eyes were always soft, "What's wrong?"

"Don't you mind..." Jiang Nanyan said with difficulty, with an indescribable astringency in her tone.

Huangfu Lian was startled, and immediately understood what she was thinking,

He smiled, adjusted the pillow for Jiang Nanyan, and then put her down gently, "Have a good rest, don't think too much."

"But……"

"If this king minds, will you still be here?" Huang Fulian sighed.