The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

He stayed there, looking at Jiangnanyan, his dark and bottomless pupils flashed one after another complicated lights.

Xia Houfeng let go of the hand holding the knife.

He even staggered back a few steps before standing still.

From the beginning to the end, Xiahou Fengli's expression was full of disbelief, and his black eyes darkened inch by inch.

It seems that it was only at this moment that he realized that he has no place in Jiang Nanyan's heart... [

His mind was blank and he had lost all ability to think.

Jiang Nanyan gritted her teeth, stretched out her hand and pulled out the knife on her shoulder vigorously, pressed the bleeding shoulder with piercing pain, and stood up unsteadily.

"So, do you think it's enough?" Jiang Nanyan walked up to Xiahou Fengli step by step, and asked word by word,

If she still had the slightest hope for Xia Houfeng in her heart, the knife just now had completely given up her heart, and she had completely lost her mind about the cruel man in front of her.

He is simply a cold-blooded animal!

A cold-blooded animal that kills without blinking an eye!

First her child, then Mo Yong, then Huang Fulian, and then herself...

So many imperial guards had already died, how many more did he think would be enough?

Jiang Nanyan looked at Huangfulian, at Mo Yong, and then at the ground, one corpse after another, and the land and river water stained red with blood, her eyes gradually cooled down inch by inch.