The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

"Yan'er! Put down the knife!" Huang Fulian said in a trembling voice, almost out of tune.

"Jiangnanyan, are you trying to force the prince to die?" Xia Houfeng frowned deeply, and there was an unconcealable worry in his cold gaze.

"Anyway, if you catch him, he will die, so it's better," Jiang Nanyan said, pressing the knife harder on her neck.

In the next instant, more blood seeped out.

Jiang Nanyan actually didn't want to die, nor did she really intend to die. [

However, in this situation, in order to save Huang Fulian and the others, she could only choose to do this.

and……

Jiang Nanyan took a look at Xiahou Fengli, thinking that he would be indifferent.

But unexpectedly, she saw the fleeting worry in his black eyes as deep as a cold pool.

At that moment, Jiang Nanyan knew that she had made the right bet.

Xiahou Fengli didn't want to die.

I can't tell what I feel

The tense heart finally calmed down a little bit, there was the relaxation that finally found the right method, there was doubt... There was also a trace of joy that even I didn't understand.

Jiang Nanyan didn't know what she was rejoicing deep in her heart.

I don't even understand why I have such emotions.

Didn't she have a deep-seated fear of Xiahou Fengli because of what he did?

Why, when he knew that he didn't want to die, and that he cared about his own life and death, did he feel joy that even he couldn't understand?