The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

When the ministers who were arguing with Cheng Wuyi heard Huangfu Ao speak suddenly, they stopped involuntarily and turned their heads to look at the center.

After seeing Huangfulian's expressionless face, all the ministers who were still arrogant immediately closed their mouths very consciously, touched their noses, and returned to their positions in desperation

They only dared to whine in front of Huangfu Ao, who was no longer doing anything. When they saw Huangfulian, they didn't dare to fart. One by one, they all acted as if what happened just now had never happened, enjoying the dance. Those who danced danced to appreciate the dancers who danced, those who drank and drank, and chatted while chatting. No one dared to say anything bad about Jiang Nanyan.

Looking at such a situation, Jiang Nanyan smiled a little awkwardly.

After all, it was her who caused the incident! [

Huang Fulian seemed much calmer. He completely pretended that everyone present didn't exist, and was busy with his own affairs, warming the quilt carefully and pouring wine.

"Hmph! A bunch of useless bastards!" Cheng Wuyi spat bitterly, and sat down in his seat with a bang.

Huangfu Ao, who was very focused on watching the dancer dance just now, poured a glass of warm water and handed it to Cheng Wuyi the second he sat down, "Drink your mouth water to moisten your throat."

"Hypocritical!" Cheng Wuyi turned her head and gave Huangfu Ao a white look, but she didn't refuse the water he handed over, grabbed it and drank it in one gulp.