The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

"Shut up! I don't want to mention that matter again!" Huang Fulian interrupted Wu Yu sharply, "If any of you dare to mention that matter in front of Yan'er, I will cut your tongues off!"

"But Wang, you have indeed told Miss Mi Luo..." Wu Yu wanted to say something, but Huang Fulian glared at her and swallowed the words.

Mi Luo?

Did Wu Yu mean Wei Xuerong by Mi Luo?

Jiang Nanyan stopped all her movements, moved her footsteps slightly, and looked out from the half-hidden door [

Huang Fu Lian sat at the round table in the hall with a serious face, beside Wu Yu and Mo Yong who looked anxious.

Because of Huang Fulian's scolding just now, Wu Yu didn't dare to speak anymore, but kept elbowing and stomping Mo Yong who was standing beside him, hoping that he could help to intercede.

Mo Yong didn't want to get into this troubled water at first, but after being constantly attacked on his lower abdomen and feet, he finally couldn't help but uttered his voice and begged for Mi Luo's favor.

"Wang, let's not say that you and Miss Mi Luo are married, even if it is because she saved you, you should go see her. Wang, don't worry, Miss Jiang will definitely not mind."

Mo Yong said tremblingly, while carefully observing the expression on Huang Fulian's face, he was ready to change his words at any time.

At the moment, Wang's thoughts are all on Jiang Nanyan, and Feng Yu and the others have no news at all, so Wang is very annoyed.