The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

Jiang Nanyan's question made Xia Houfeng's eyes flash a little dark, the hand holding the knife tightened again, and the other hand clasped Mo Yong's wrist fiercely until the knuckles turned white.

"Do you think it is necessary for the crown prince to deceive you?" Xiahou Fengli sneered.

It turned out that in her heart, he was a person who broke his promise?

What about Huangfulian?

What kind of person is Huangfulian in her heart? [

It must be several times, dozens of times, hundreds of times, thousands of times stronger than him... right!

Thinking of this, Xiahou Fengli's mood suddenly turned cold, and his voice became stiff, "If you don't want to make a deal, then forget it."

Xiahou Fengli looked at Jiang Nanyan stiffly, his voice was so cold that there was no warmth, "If you want to make a deal, hurry up, the prince doesn't have the patience to wait, or do you not want to make a deal now?"

"I..." Jiang Nanyan's voice trembled so much that she could hardly control it.

"How is it? Have you thought about it?" Xia Houfeng reminded Jiang Nanyan in a rough voice, with a anxious expression on his face.

"Then, don't go back on your word..." Jiang Nanyan said tremblingly.

"Regret? The prince has never regretted what he promised!" Xiahou Fengli looked at Jiang Nanyan's tense facial lines, sneered, and spoke coldly, with a voice so heavy that it seemed to be able to smash the top of a person's head Make a few big bags.