The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

No matter how strong Feng Yu's body is, it would definitely be too much for them to be whipped day and night like this!

"Are the guards around the square heavily guarded?" Huang Fulian asked after pondering.

"Xiahou Fengli sent a full three guards!" Mo Yong said angrily.

If it weren't for the fact that there were so many imperial troops, and Xiahou Fengli was there in person, Mo Yong knew that he had no chance of winning, he could not bear it, and rushed to rescue Feng Yu and them, how could he bear to come back and report to Huang Fulian ?

"Mo Yong, you go to the city again and pay attention to the situation at night." Huang Fulian said solemnly. [

"Yes!" Without delay, Mo Yong turned around and left again.

In the small living room of Shidong, it suddenly fell into silence.

Huang Fulian stared at the candlelight on the stone table, she was silent without saying a word, she didn't speak for a long time, and there was a dark and unclear light in her black eyes.

Wu Yu, who was sitting next to him, was also silent.

They all had very serious expressions on their faces.

"Wu Yu, how is Mi Luo's health? Can you move?" After a long while, Huang Fulian broke the silence and asked.

When he was talking, he held Jiang Nanyan's hand tightly with both hands, and his muscles were also tense all the time, as if he was afraid that his words would affect her emotions.

Jiang Nanyan knew that Huangfulian was worried that his words would cause her to backlash, so she couldn't help but raised her head, gave Huangfulian a comforting smile, and stretched out her hand to shake him back.