The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

The current appearance of Xiahou Fengli is really terrifying, like a ferocious beast that is holding back its anger and will pounce on it at any time.

For a moment, Jiang Nanyan had the idea of ​​retreating.

But thinking that Mo Yong might die under Xiahou Fengli's sword, Jiang Nanyan's chest felt a little more courageous.

She took a deep breath, clenched her fists, resisted the urge to tremble, and said to the human standing opposite her, "Xia, Xiahou Fengli...you, let him go!"

Although she had clenched her teeth, she still couldn't control the fear in her heart, and her voice trembled. [

"Yan'er! What are you doing? Go back with Wu Yu!" Enduring the pain in her chest, Huang Fulian staggered to Jiang Nanyan's side, pulled her into her arms, and warmed her with her chest body of.

Jiang Nanyan shook her head, did not follow Huang Fulian's words, and left with Wu Yu.

She stood there straight, looking at Xiahou Fengli, waiting for his answer.

Fearing that she would disappear, Huang Fulian stared at and hugged Jiang Nanyan tightly, refusing to let her move forward.

"Yan'er, be obedient, go back with Wu Yu! This is not the place for you to stay!" He kept persuading Jiangnan Yan while hugging her.

"I'm fine, don't worry." Jiang Nanyan was obviously terrified in her heart, her lips were pale and trembling violently, but she gritted her teeth to hold back, and in turn comforted Huang Fulian.