"Huangfulian? Have you encountered anything unpleasant?"
She asked cautiously while observing Huangfulian's face.
Huangfulian lowered her eyes and took a deep look at Jiang Nanyan, then smiled and said, "The palace maid said that as soon as you heard that the king was back, you rushed to the study immediately. Do you want to see me so much? Huh?"
The smile on Huangfulian's face was no different from usual, still as gentle and handsome.
However, as the person beside him, Jiang Nanyan couldn't help but notice that what he revealed was slightly different from usual.[
Jiang Nanyan even smelled the strong smell of alcohol on his body.
"Have you been drinking?" Jiang Nanyan asked doubtfully.
Normally, Huangfulian doesn't drink.
"Yes." Huangfulian nodded, "When my third brother came back, I only had two drinks."
The third prince is indeed back.
Then Wei Xuerong also...
Jiang Nanyan opened her lips, wanting to ask, but she didn't dare.
In other words, she didn't know whether she should raise this topic at all.
If Huangfulian went out and only went to pick up Huangfuchen without seeing Wei Xuerong, wouldn't it look stingy if she asked?
Or...don't say hello, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble.
Jiang Nanyan bit her lip, took a deep breath, swallowed the question that came to her lips, and replaced it with, "Don't drink so much next time, it's not good for your health."
"Yeah." Huangfulian nodded without saying another word.
He didn't speak, and Jiang Nanyan didn't know what he could say.
She silently withdrew from Huangfulian's arms, took his hand actively, left the dressing table, and waited for him to sit by the bed.
Then, he reached out and wanted to take off his coat.
Just when Jiang Nanyan's hand was about to touch Huangfulian's belt, he suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed her wrist.
"I can just do it myself." Huangfulian said, stood up from the bed, passed over Jiang Nanyan whose hands were still frozen in mid-air, took two steps, walked to the short couch, took off his coat, and threw it directly to
The person on the low couch is leaning on his head.
The attack was in vain. Jiang Nanyan's face froze, but she said nothing and silently withdrew her hand.
When Huangfulian came back from the palace this time, she became really strange.[
In the past, Huangfulian would never refuse her touch.
Every time, she mainly wanted to do something for him. Although Huangfulian would refuse, her attitude was completely different from today.
In the past, whenever she took the initiative to change clothes for him, Huangfulian seemed very excited and happy.
Although in the end, she was often the one who was stripped of her clothes, there had never been a time when Huangfulian would avoid her touch like she did today.