The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

"Don't..." Jiang Nanyan frowned tightly and murmured in pain, with cold sweat constantly breaking out on her forehead...

Huang Fulian looked at the person in her arms with a complicated expression, complex and deep emotions flashed in her black eyes.

After a moment, he quickly came back from his absence, took a deep breath, put away the darkness between his brows and eyes, stretched out his hand, and pressed on Jiang Nanyan's Renzhong acupoint.

Jiang Nanyan in the nightmare frowned as soon as she ate the pain, opened her eyes slowly, and woke up.

She looked at everything in front of her in a daze. For a moment, she didn't know where she was, and thought she was still in the summer palace. [

After seeing Huangfulian's anxious and worried black eyes, she remembered that she and Huangfulian had already left the Summer Palace and hid in a stone cave in the outskirts.

"I..." She opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but found that her throat was dry for a while, as if it had been scorched by fire, and she couldn't utter normal words.

"You had a nightmare just now." Huangfu Lian reached out, wiped the sweat from her forehead, and spoke softly, explaining the situation to her.

"Nightmare?" Jiang Nanyan was stunned, and suddenly remembered the scene in the dream.

In the dream, the image of Xiahou Fengli grinning grinningly, holding the Senhan scythe, and trying to chase and kill himself and the unformed child flashed before his eyes again.

In the next second, Jiang Nanyan's face turned pale.

"Yan'er?" Huang Fulian hugged her tightly and asked softly, "What's the matter, are nightmares really scary? What did you dream about?"