The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

For the first time in his life, he was so scared!

Xiahou Fengli was not much better.

After seeing Jiangnan Yan holding the knife on his neck, the corners of Xia Houfengli's eyes twitched violently twice, and the calmness on his face instantly showed a little crack.

He squeezed the knife in his hand, squinted at Jiang Nanyan, moved his thin lips, and finally said, "Repeat your condition just now."

"Let Mo Yong go, let Huang Fulian and the others go, and I'll go back with you." The moment Xiahou Fengli spoke, Jiang Nanyan secretly breathed a sigh of relief. [

However, in the next second, she reminded herself not to relax.

Because Xiahou Fengli was only willing to speak, but did not agree to his request, let alone let go of Mo Yong.

"Let them go?" Xiahou Fengli lowered his eyes, glanced at Mo Yong in his hand, raised his eyes again, looked at Jiangnanyan, and Huangfulian beside her, his expressions became serious inch by inch, "Jiangnanyan, what did you say? This deal is not very cost-effective for the prince."

Xiahou Fengli's words made Jiang Nanyan's heart hang again in an instant.

"You don't agree?" Jiang Nanyan swallowed, and asked in a low voice, the knife on her neck pressed even more on her own neck.

Following her actions, a faint bloodstain immediately appeared, and the expressions of the two men present changed at the same time.