The next moment, Xiahou Fengli jumped up from the small wooden table, and caught the person by the waist.

"Are you an idiot? You can't even walk steadily?" Xiahou yelled at Jiangnan Yan in a loud voice that almost knocked down the roof of the entire dungeon.

"I..." Jiang Nanyan was stunned by his yelling, and she didn't recover for a long time.

"You..." Xia Houfeng wanted to continue shouting with twitching veins on his forehead, but when he saw that Zhao Yunxiang had already led the two maids in front of him, he suddenly shut his mouth.

"Your Highness, don't do this, you will scare the princess." Zhao Yunxiang said softly, and stretched out her hand to hold Xiahou Fengli's muscular arm, "I'll talk about it later, let the prince Concubine, put on your clothes, otherwise you will catch a cold."[

After Zhao Yunxiang finished speaking, she lightly raised her slender arms, and the maid behind her immediately stepped forward with her clothes in her hands.

Xia Houfeng let out a cold snort, and let go of Jiang Nanyan.

The maid immediately shook off the clothes in her hands, ready to put them on for Jiang Nanyan.

"Wait!" Jiang Nanyan stretched out her hand to block the maid's movement.

Her refusal to get dressed made Xiahou Fengli frown. He stared at Jiang Nanyan who was huddled beside him, and his handsome face instantly pulled down.

This woman wants to catch the cold so much?

Did she think that in this way, she could refuse his courtship on the grounds that she was unwell?

I don't think about it!

When the imperial doctor removes the ghost medicine from her body, even if she suffers from a severe cold, he will still do it

Xiahou Fengli swore that she must conceive within three months!

If within three months, she is not pregnant.

In the next six months, or even longer, don't even think about getting out of bed!

He would tie her to the bed until she was pregnant with his flesh and blood!

He wants to let Jiang Nanyan give birth to his heir in the shortest possible time.

Then, lead her and laugh at Huang Fulian well!

"What are you crazy about? Put on your clothes! The crown prince will not send an imperial doctor to treat you if you suffer from wind and cold!" Xiahou Fengli's voice had no warmth, and it was a bit colder than the cold wind in the twelfth lunar month.

"Whether to wear clothes or not is my business, I want you to meddle in my own business!?" Jiang Nanyan turned her head and gave Xia Houfeng a blank look.

hypocritically!

If he was really afraid that he would catch the cold, he wouldn't have taken off her clothes just now! [

"You" you damned woman who doesn't know what to do!

Xiahou Fengli stared at her with a gloomy face, and terrible anger burst out from his black pupils.

"What are you?! Don't pretend to be a good person! Whether you want to wear this kind of woman's clothes is my business. When is it your turn to intervene?" Jiangnan Yan raised her head and stared back.

A paper tiger who can only roar but not bite.

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