The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

"Wang, your hand is not healed yet. I'd better bring Miss Jiang out. You can wait here for my subordinates." Wu Yu looked at the rows of patrolling guards and lowered his voice to persuade.

Wang's hands are inconvenient now, and he even has a low-grade fever. Wu Yu is really worried that something will happen during the rescue.

Especially in the case of so many guards suddenly appearing in the uterus.

"Shut up!" Huang Fulian glared at Wu Yu, and when the guards were not paying attention, she quickly dodged, jumped up the corridor, and hid her body behind a huge pillar.

Wu Yu stopped him to no avail, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and follow. [

The two silently passed the guards one after another, and slowly approached Jiang Nanyan's residence.

A few minutes later, after evading layers of guards, they finally arrived at the place where Jiang Nanyan lived.

In order to prevent the situation that triggered the mechanism last time, Huang Fulian's footsteps were much more cautious than before.

There was no one in the room, it was dead silent, lifeless, like a dead city.

what happened?

Normally, no matter how deserted this room is, there will still be a few court ladies.

Why is it so deserted today?

Could it be that Xiahou Fengli is here again, has some mechanism been set up?

Huangfu Lian frowned, inspected carefully as she walked, step by step, walked cautiously towards Jiang Nanyan's bedroom.