The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

Hu Xiang, who was locked in the dungeon, was released. Her headdress was removed, her hair was tied up and stuffed into a hat, and her clothes were changed into a blue-gray "coachman's uniform". Shaking it, the two lips are so high that they can hang several oil bottles.

Behind her, there was an exquisite and luxurious carriage parked. The bright sunlight painted circles of golden and silver halos on the carriage, which was extremely beautiful.

Hu, Hu Xiang, is she going too?

I was hesitating, and when I turned my head, I saw Sima Yang walking from the distance of the long corridor rubbing his eyes, looking very docile like a little white rabbit: "Brother, what did you wake me up early in the morning, what did you do to wake me up yesterday? One night, so sleepy..."

Sima Qing glanced at me out of the corner of her eye, and shoved Sima Yang, who was complaining and yawning, into the carriage: "In the morning, I sent someone to the south of the city. Mr. Hu gave me a map and told us to set off at the same time to reach our destination." [

That's why Hu Xiang, who was locked in the dungeon, was able to see the light of day again!

I nodded suddenly.

Seeing me in a daze, Sima Qing stretched out her hand and gave me a hard push: "Hurry up and get in the car, country bumpkin!"

With a "bang", I fell forward, and my forehead hit the carriage heavily.

Oh, it hurts!Damn Sima Qing!