The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

Sima Yang's clear and loud voice came in from outside the door like a gust of wind: "Cough...Huiyue...don't knock."

As soon as I heard this, I immediately regained my energy and knocked on the door eagerly: "Sima Yang, aren't you the vassal king? Hurry up and order Sima Qing to let me out!"

"This, I'm afraid...not possible."

"Why?" I was so angry that my hair stood on end.

"Because...he is my brother..."[

"But you are the king and have supreme power!"

Sima Yang raised his voice, "He's my brother, so...Huiyue...I'm sorry..."

This kid looks like a nice gentleman, but it's so difficult to communicate!Whoa!If you can't be hard, let's go soft!

I pinched my thigh hard until the corners of my eyes burst into tears, sobbing in pain: "Sima Yang... Please, let me out! Huh...I want to go home..."

Sure enough, after hearing my miserable cry, Sima Yang walked away at a fast pace.

In less than a minute, Sima Yang came back with the key, quickly opened the door and rushed in, grabbed me and checked me over and over like a barbecue: "Huiyue, are you okay? Is there any injury?"

I was used to being despised by my father since I was a child, and I have never experienced this kind of feeling of being cared for. My mouth was flattened, and the grievances and sadness of the past 15 years came to my heart, and tears burst out of my eyes, forming two long waterfalls...

"Wow wow wow..."