The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

He frowned tightly, his deep eyes narrowed slightly, and his sharp eyes stared at the couple in the gazebo without a moment's slack.

Because of the angle, he could only see Huang Fulian's face, but couldn't see what the bride looked like.

However, the appearance of the bride is not important, what is important is Huang Fulian's motive for marrying her.

Could it be that it was really just because he mistakenly occupied the innocence of the maid in the mansion that he wanted to marry her?

Do not! [

impossible!

Xia Houfeng felt intuitively that things could never be so simple.

If it's just because of misappropriating the maid's innocence, then Huang Fulian is looking at the maid now with such tenderness and water, as if she can pinch water, so what's going on?

If it weren't for being very familiar with Huangfulian's appearance, Xiahou Fengli couldn't believe that the person in the pavilion would be Huangfulian

He actually raised his hand while the maid was changing his dressing, and very gently brushed the long hair that fell in front of his eyes behind the ears for the maid...

Did he see it wrong?

Huangfulian actually...

Could it be that the person inside is not Huang Fulian at all, but another very similar person?

If it was someone else pretending to be, why would they do it?

Is it to lure him away from the palace so that he can enter the palace and take Jiang Nanyan away?

Xiahou Fengli squinted his eyes, calmly focused, and looked at the gazebo more carefully.