The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

Yongle ghost!I want to whip God now!Damn it, it arranged for such a guy from ancient times to come to my house, what's the matter!

I lay on the mirror, pounding the ground and bumping my head, wishing I could knock Sima Yang back into the mirror.

Suddenly, a white light flashed in my mind, and I thought of the possibility of the faint white light just now, allowing Sima Yang to go back through the floor-to-ceiling mirror?

Thinking of this, I suddenly regained my energy. A carp stood up from the ground, exerted all its strength, pushed Sima Yang, and stuffed it into the smooth mirror.

Hum Chi Hum Chi I push!I push!I push and push! [

Thirty minutes and 40 seconds later, the smooth and shiny floor-to-ceiling mirror still shone brightly on everything in the room, and I finally gave up this stupid behavior in dejection.

Huh... The method of pushing Sima Yang back from the mirror is completely unworkable!

Could it be that Sima Yang was left in the modern age forever like this? God, there is a tall and burly ancient man at home, how can I explain to my parents, how will I live in the future?

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