The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

"Quack..." A group of big crows led the little crows to fly over our heads singing "Song of Fools"...

Yanyu Pavilion... This is the Yanyu Pavilion that I have been thinking about all night, built next to the river, drunk and singing... The damn pawnshop owner is playing us!Damn it, go back and beat him up!

I came back to my senses, with raging fire in my eyes, rolled up my sleeves twice, and walked back angrily.

Before he took two steps, he was dragged back by his collar. (Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooload

Turning his head suspiciously, he found that Sima Yang and the others were dull-faced, staring at a certain place in the dilapidated Yanyu Pavilion with astonishing unison. The breeze brings the familiar aroma of rice...[

Could it be...Ren Xiaohuai? !

We glanced at each other, and rushed towards the direction of the blue smoke like a four-shot cannonball.

The beggar who was cooking in a pot with a black head, and the beggar who was dressed in tatters and wore straw buns suddenly appeared, and we were terrified as we bent over and propped up our knees, gasping for breath!

He was so frightened that he backed up again and again, his dirty arm touched the hot iron pot, and he leaped in pain. The iron pot shook a few times, fell to the ground with a "bang", turned somersault, and the white porridge flowed It's all over the place...