The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

Looking up at the sunflower-shaped wall clock hanging on the wall, it is already 58:[-]!

Resisting the pain from my ass, I fumbled to get a comb from the bedside table, rushed to stand in front of the mirror, and then waved Sima Yang, beckoning him to come over: "Hurry up, hurry up, put on your clothes, come back!" The time to play the Yuan Kingdom is almost here!"

Although reluctant, Sima Yang walked to me with a shopping bag.

"When! When! When..." When the twelve o'clock struck, I held the comb and shaved my hair vigorously a few times. As expected, the floor-to-ceiling mirror emitted a beam of intense white light, which separated me and me. Sima Yang surrounded him!

"Goodbye, no, it should be never see you..."[

Before I could say the word "face", Sima Yang took my hand and plunged into the ancient mirror!

Looking at the antique room, which is not unfamiliar to my eyes, the expression on my face froze into a thousand-year-old iceberg, and I felt that countless crows flew over my head, leaving a series of ellipsis.

Damn Sima Yang, why did he drag me into this when he has nothing to do?Now I still have to think about how to go back... woo woo...

Just as he was about to rush up and kick him violently, there was a sound of hurried footsteps from outside the corridor.

"boom"

The closed door carved with patterns was kicked open, and a young man stood at the door arrogantly. Due to the backlight, his face could not be seen clearly, but he felt vaguely familiar.Behind him, followed by a large group of guards in full armor, holding bows and arrows, ready to go.