The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

"Are you going to marry that woman back?" Jiang Nanyan hugged the quilt, moved to the side of the bed, looked at the silently dressed man in front of her, and guessed.

The movements of Xiahou Fengli's hands froze for a moment, but then he returned to normal, "Don't worry about this matter."

Never mind?

Jiang Nanyan's heart seemed to be stabbed by something, and it hurt slightly, she couldn't believe what she heard.

别管！[

Did she hear it right?

Xiahou Fengli actually told her to leave it alone?

What does he mean by this sentence?

Does Xiahou Fengli really want to marry that woman back?

Jiang Nanyan grabbed the quilt tightly, jumped out of bed, walked up to Xia Houfeng, looked at him with her head up, "What exactly do you want to do with that woman?"

"The prince has said it, don't worry about this matter." Xiahou Fengli stopped what he was doing, staring at her naked feet.

Isn't she cold by stepping on the ground like this?

Xiahou frowned in the wind, staring straight at her little feet that were a little pale from the cold.

"Xiahou Fengli?" Jiang Nanyan didn't understand why he kept looking at her feet, was there anything on her feet?

Or... stepped on something that shouldn't be stepped on?

Jiang Nanyan lowered her head suspiciously.

No!

Apart from not wearing shoes, there was nothing on her feet, let alone stepped on anything?