The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

Yun Xiang was overjoyed when she saw her, she slid her hand to Xiahou Fengli's waist, ready to take off his obscene pants.

Just a second before she was about to succeed, Xiahou Fengli suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist.

"What are you doing?" He frowned, with displeasure in his words.

Rue Xiang was taken aback for a moment, then came back to her senses, and softly pasted it, "His Royal Highness, Rue Xiang is serving you!"

Xiahou Fengli lowered his head, looked at the woman in his arms, a trace of disgust flashed across his handsome face. [

"No need!" He said coldly, stretched out his hand to push Rue Xiang away, and stood up.

"His Royal Highness? Is it because Rue Xiang is not serving well?" Rue Xiang was stunned for a second, then immediately got up, stuck up, and used all her skills to lure him.

Not only did Xiahou Fengli turn a blind eye to her actions, he even began to loathe Rue Xiang's touch.

"No need!" Xiahou Fengli became impatient.

"His Royal Highness..." Rue Xiang refused to give up, and even put her hand into his obscene pants, grabbing his hot spot.

However, no matter how much she dawdled and teased, Xiahou Fengli's body remained as calm as waves, but there was no reaction!

Without hesitation, Yunxiang knelt down in front of Xiahou Fengli, ready to serve him with her lips!

The reason why he went out like this is because

After the princess made a big fuss today, an ominous premonition suddenly floated in Rue Xiang's heart.

She knew that if His Highness the Crown Prince was not retained today, it would be impossible to get close to His Highness the Crown Prince again in the future.

Therefore, no matter what method she uses, she must keep His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

Thinking in this way, Rue Xiang shamelessly unbuttoned Xiahou Fengli's obscene pants.

"Zhao Yunxiang, I'll say it again, no need!" Xiahou Fengli lowered his head, looking coldly at the woman who prevented him from getting dressed, and the veins on his forehead twitched violently.

Rue Xiang flinched, but she didn't stop her hands, "His Royal Highness, Rue Xiang will definitely..."

"If you don't want to be sent away, let go!" Xia Houfeng gave Yun Xiang a sidelong glance.

He hates women's stalking the most.

"His Royal Highness..." Rue Xiang still refused to give up, begging bitterly, "Don't go... Rue, Rue will definitely serve you well..."

"Let go!" Xiahou Fengli's entire face turned cold.

"His Royal Highness, where are you going?"

"How dare you care about the whereabouts of this prince? Zhao Yunxiang, have you forgotten who you are?" Xia Houfeng's voice was as cold as a blade, and it was so sharp that it made one's hair stand on end.

"I...I'm just worried about the safety of His Royal Highness..." Rue Xiang explained with a trembling voice.

"Worried about my safety? With you as a woman with no strength to restrain a chicken?" Xiahou Fengli snorted, his patience had reached its limit. "Who dares to touch a single hair of the crown prince in the palace? What did you hear? Which concubine is it father?"