The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

Before Sima Yang finished speaking, he was severely interrupted: "There is no tomorrow! I want her to come up with an answer for me now, immediately, immediately! Otherwise..."

After finishing speaking, Sima Qing cast a cold glance outside the door.

That glance was like a flash of lightning in June, and it struck the sky above Prince Sima's mansion. Outside the originally quiet door, like a stabbed hornet's nest, there was a commotion, and bursts of roars like killing pigs pierced through everything. Obstacles, passed on:

"We must not let her go lightly! Grab her, soak her in a pigsty, and parade her through the streets!"

"Dipping the pig cage!" [

"Parade!"

"..."

There was a sound of hurried footsteps on the stairs, and in the blink of an eye, a dark group of people had gathered outside the door.They waved their fists with teeth and claws, waiting for an order, and immediately rushed in to arrest people!

The situation in front of me is exactly the same as the situation at that time. When I was six years old, due to a moment of naughtiness, I burned the most important family classics as firewood for cooking soup. The patriarch who heard the news gathered nearly 500 people, They surrounded me and talked about how to deal with me.

I remember, at that time, my father said to the patriarch: "Anyway, the record that broke the classics is the legend of the mirror that everyone knows. If it is burned, it will be burned. At worst, it will be done if someone prints it in memory. Aha Ha ha……"