The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

Huang Fulian suddenly reached out to hold her down, and turned her head to stop Mo Yong who was washing his hands, "Mo Yong, after tidying up, come over and set the dishes."

"Yes." Mo Yong didn't dare to be negligent, rushed into the kitchen quickly, washed his hands, and obediently set the dishes.

Wu Yu, who came out afterward, stared at her with a strange expression on his face.

"Look one more time, this king has gouged out your eyeballs!" Huang Fulian narrowed her eyes dangerously, gave Wu Yu a hard look, and said with a serious face.

As soon as Wu Yu was drunk by him, he immediately touched his nose, turned his face away and didn't dare to take another look, and muttered in his heart: He was just surprised that Miss Jiang could cook, and there was no other meaning...[

Besides, after a few glances, there will be no loss of meat. Wang is really so stingy.

Jiang Nanyan was also a little frightened by Huangfulian's sudden anger, and stood there fixedly, forgetting to react.

"Don't stand there, sit down." After making sure that her subordinates were not looking at her randomly, Huang Fulian turned her head and said to Jiang Nanyan beside her. Her tone was completely different from when she scolded Wu Yu, full of tenderness and reluctance. .

Wu Yu and Mo Yong almost spit out a mouthful of blood, and fainted on the spot.

This difference in treatment is too great!

Wang has never spoken to them in such a gentle tone!