If by then Xia Houfeng knew that he was not the person he married before, would he treat himself the same way he treated Zhao Yunxiang today?
Thinking of this, Jiang Nanyan couldn't help but feel a chill all over her body and trembled involuntarily.
"Cold?" Xiahou wrinkled in the wind.
"No...no." Jiang Nanyan smiled unnaturally, turned her head and looked at Zhao Yunxiang.
Xia Houfeng narrowed his eyes and stared at her for a while, then moved his gaze thoughtfully to Zhao Yunxiang, watching the queen take it back from the door and walk to Zhao Yunxiang.[
"Liangdi, we'll talk about the heir later. Let's go back with our mother first." The queen said, reaching out and taking the statue-like Zhao Yunxiang away.
Jiang Nanyan stared blankly at their backs, unable to recover for a long time.
"What are you thinking about?" Xia Houfeng pinched Jiang Nanyan's chin and turned her face.
He didn't like it when she put her thoughts on someone other than herself.
"It's nothing." Jiang Nanyan smiled, "I just feel that Zhao Yunxiang is a bit pitiful."
Zhao Yunxiang must have loved Xia Houfengli very much, so she was so hurt.
It's a pity that something like love cannot be rewarded without giving...
What's more, Zhao Yunxiang loves a prince.
Moreover, this prince did not feel ashamed at all about his three wives and four concubines, and he did not feel that there was anything wrong in neglecting any woman.