The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

"My lord, I want to ask you, do you still need this medicine? If you want to use it, I will put it into the decocted medicine next time."

Huang Fulian frowned, stared at the medicine bag in Wu Yu's hand, and fell silent.

Wu Yu looked at him suspiciously.

"Give the medicine to me first, and we'll see the situation at that time." After a long while, Huang Fulian finally spoke.

"Yes, then this subordinate will go back to look at Mi Luo first." Wu Yu handed the medicine to Huangfulian, turned and left. [

After walking two steps, he turned around as if thinking of something, "Wang, after the preparation of the medicine is completed, it will only be effective for a few months. We have been in Song Dynasty for a while, so if Wang really wants to use it, he must use it." as early as possible."

Huangfulian pondered for a while, "Are you sure it won't cause any harm to your body?"

"No, Wang." Wu Yu replied.

"Well, this king understands, you can go down." Huang Fulian nodded, tightened the light yellow medicine bag, and put it in her bosom.

Wu Yu nodded and stepped back.

Huang Fulian stood there for a while, then left and went back to the room.

As soon as she reached the door of the room, Huang Fu Lian immediately saw Mo Yong pacing back and forth there.

His face froze, and as he stepped forward, he said in a slightly anxious tone, "What's wrong? Is there anything unusual?"

"There is no major abnormality. It's just that Miss Jiang didn't seem to be sleeping very well, and she kept mumbling to herself in her sleep..."