The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

"Miss Jiang doesn't want Wang to feel guilty for the rest of her life, so why don't she just watch Wang go to die?" Wu Yu hopped anxiously.

There are only two or three of them, and there are tens of thousands of troops in Xiahoufeng. Isn't this going to die?

"He won't die." Jiang Nanyan looked at Wu Yu deeply, and said every word seriously, "Huangfulian promised me that he would take us out of here safely, and he won't die."

"Miss Jiang, it's not a matter of the king's promise not to die, so you won't die! There are so many troops in Xiahoufeng, and the king only has a few of us. If we really go, how can we get away with nothing?" Wu Yu was anxious. Almost crying.

He really didn't understand, what method did Wang use to convince Miss Jiang that they could rescue Feng Yu and the others safely this trip? "Why do you not trust Huangfulian so much? If you are so sure, something will happen to him?" Jiang Nanyan was a little speechless to Wu Yu. [

Ever since Huangfulian said that she was going to save Fengyu and the others, Wu Yu had been singing bad news, as if Huangfulian really had to die this time.

How can anyone have such no confidence in their own king?

Even if Huangfulian's hand is injured now, there's no need to treat people so flatly.

Besides, there are many ways to save people, and it doesn't have to be head-to-head!