The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

Because she knew that even if she asked, he would not give her a satisfactory answer, so why bother to ask.

Besides, everyone has already climbed onto Wei Xuerong's bed, so what else is there to ask?

What's the point of asking?

"Does His Royal Highness have anything else to do? If not, I have to help the queen mother." Jiang Nanyan took a deep breath, calmed down her tone, and spoke calmly.

After finishing speaking, she stretched out her hand and gently pulled away Xiahou Fengli's hand that was clasped around her waist. [

Then, as if he didn't want to stay here any longer, he turned around quickly, walked steadily, left the corridor, crossed the threshold, and walked into the room.

Xiahou Fengli stood there, watching her figure slowly disappearing in front of her eyes, her hands hanging by her sides were clenched into fists, and her knuckles turned white!

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That night.

In the palace, lanterns and colorful lights are everywhere, beaming with joy.

Despite the haste, it was still an extremely luxurious wedding.

Jiang Nanyan, who had been carefully dressed, stood expressionlessly in the noisy crowd, watching many officials step forward one by one, congratulating Xiahou Fengli in a wedding robe.

From the moment she knew that Xiahou Fengli was going to marry Wei Xuerong, she became an outsider and didn't care about the wedding at all, as if she didn't even know the person who held the wedding today.

Compared to Jiang Nanyan's calmness, Xia He seemed much more excited.