The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

Although Jiang Nanyan felt speechless, she didn't know what to say.

If Huangfulian is unwilling to say a few more words to Wei Xuerong, she has no way to force him to do so.

What Jiang Nanyan couldn't understand was, since Huang Fulian didn't even want to talk to Wei Xuerong, why did she marry her?

Judging by Huang Fulian's appearance, she doesn't look like Wei Xuerong who was forced to marry!

Jiangnan Yan is really puzzled. [

But this kind of thing, I don't know how to say it, and I can only keep silent when I ask Huang Fulian.

Seeing her silent appearance, Huang Fulian didn't say much, and directly supported her and left there.

"Yan'er, why haven't you spoken?" Huang Fulian asked after returning to the room and sitting down.

"I don't know what to say." Jiang Nanyan smiled awkwardly.

"If you don't like it, I just don't want to see her in the future." Huang Fulian thought that she was upset that she really went to see Mi Luo, and hurriedly dismissed it.

"No, I just don't know what to say, don't think too much." Jiang Nanyan shook her head.

"Really?" Huangfu Lian took her hand, put it in the palm, stroked it gently back and forth, bent down close to Jiang Nanyan's cheek, her hot breath made her body tremble a few times.

"Really." Jiang Nanyan gritted her teeth, turned her face away, not daring to meet Huangfulian's burning eyes.