"Why did you suddenly think of him?" Huangfulian took a deep breath and asked, her hands hidden under her sleeves slowly clenching into fists.
"It's nothing. When I mentioned going out on the street, I suddenly remembered what happened the day we just returned to the capital." Jiang Nanyan blinked and replied, "Huangfulian, you haven't answered my question yet."
"What's the problem?" Huangfu Lian asked absentmindedly.
He was preoccupied with Xia Houfengli's personal bodyguard coming to the capital secretly, and Jiang Nanyan suddenly mentioned Xiahou Fengli again, and he didn't even pay attention to what Jiang Nanyan said just now.
"I'm asking you, have you heard any news about Xia Houfengli recently?" Jiang Nanyan reached out and patted Huangfulian's somewhat cold cheek, a little puzzled by his sudden loss of concentration.[
I just suddenly thought of Xia Houfeng and asked casually, why is Huangfulian's face not only serious, but the muscles on her body are also tense?
"Huangfulian?" Jiang Nanyan was puzzled and looked at the stunned Huangfulian in slight astonishment, waiting for his answer.
"No, no. Although Duguo and Songguo are neighboring countries, the kings of the two countries are thousands of miles apart. How could I have heard of him?" Huangfulian suddenly came back to reality, her eyes twitching, extremely uncomfortable.
He smiled naturally before speaking slowly and answering. There was a trace of panic in his voice that even he himself was not aware of.