The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

If so, then she really felt a little embarrassed.

During the time I stayed in this cave, I had always been an idler, not only let Wu Yu and the others take care of me, but didn't help me with anything, and now I couldn't even get a dish to their liking...

Thinking about it, Jiang Nanyan couldn't help feeling a little depressed.

Huangfu Lian didn't answer immediately, she picked up the chopsticks without changing her expression, took a bite of the food, put it in her mouth, chewed it carefully, and after swallowing, she said, "They are not hungry, the food you made is delicious."

"Is that so?" Jiang Nanyan asked suspiciously. [

It's not that she doesn't believe Huang Fulian's words, it's mainly because of the attitudes of Wu Yu and Mo Yong.

Jiang Nanyan looked at the closed door and wanted to say something, but a soft sound from the dining table attracted her attention.

She froze for a moment, then turned around, just in time to see Huang Fulian anxiously trying to pick up the chopsticks on the table.

Looking at the dishes that fell on the stone table, Jiang Nanyan and Huang Fulian's embarrassing expressions immediately understood.

The injury on Huangfulian's hand was not healed in the first place, and she was a little stiff when holding chopsticks when eating, let alone doing so many things with Mo Yong and the others today.

His hand must be hurting right now.

That's why I couldn't even hold the chopsticks and fell to the table.