The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

After I finished speaking, I looked at Sima Qing with breathless breath, my heart pounding, afraid that Young Master Sima would be unhappy and lock me into the room again... Woohoo, it's really hard to mess around in ancient times ah!

"Really?" Sima Qing rubbed his chin thoughtfully. After five seconds, he clapped his palms and decided: "In that case, let's go to Taohuayuan tomorrow."

"Master?"

"What should I do, should I arrest this woman?"

"Is the pig cage soaked yet?" [

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These bloody villains!Can't they temporarily forget about the broken ceremony?

"Shut up! Whoever says another word, just wait for his head to fall to the ground!" Sima Qing looked over with an icy gaze, and everyone was so frightened that they all fell silent, and walked away despondently with their tails between their legs.

Khan, who is in charge of this Sima Mansion?

I couldn't help turning my head to look at Sima Yang who had been silent since I said I knew the mirror had fallen!He he he all right?Si Zaiyang smiled brightly with the corners of his mouth slightly upturned, but I felt that my eagerly clear eyes were foggy as if something sad had happened.

"Sima Yang, are you alright?"

"It's okay, it's just a little surprised that you actually remember things from your childhood."

I remember when I was a child, did he need to be moved like this?

Early the next morning, Father Sun had just woken up and was hanging in the sky yawning. Sima Qing broke into my room door with a bunch of servants, grabbed my back collar and dragged me all the way. dragged into the yard.