The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

However, the imperial guards felt unwilling to watch Huang Fulian slip away under their noses.

They sacrificed so many people but failed to catch Huang Fulian, how could they be reconciled? !

So, the embarrassing imperial soldiers, dragging their heavy bodies soaked in water, swarmed in front of Xiahou Fengli and joined the shouting camp.

"His Royal Highness, Huang Fu Lian and the others have run away, so hurry up and send the water army! We won't be able to catch up anytime soon!"

"That's right, His Royal Highness, give the order immediately, and send the water army!" [

"His Royal Highness..."

"His Royal Highness..."

"..."

The imperial guards kept yelling, reminding Xiahou Fengli, and giving him advice...

However, Xiahou Fengli didn't respond to their yelling at all, just stood there like a statue, motionless.

He was still deep in Jiang Nanyan's words just now, his soul was trembling, and he couldn't recover.

Xiahou Fengli slowly closed his eyes, feeling that his internal organs had been shattered by Jiang Nanyan's words just now.

He had never, ever tasted pain like this.

At that moment, Xiahou Fengli seemed to have aged several decades, and any movement could completely turn him into nothingness, into powder...

The voices of the subordinates, chirping, incomparably noisy, like the shouts in the market in the morning, are so noisy that people cannot rest.