The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

As soon as I heard it, I stopped shaking immediately, hurriedly wiped my misty eyes, and patted Sima Yang on the cheek: "Sima Yang, are you okay, are you still alive? Squeak."

Huh... Damn Sima Qing and Hu Xiang, are they possessed by a turtle?It's been so long and there is no movement. If Sima Yang accidentally dies, let's see how I deal with them!woo woo...

"Miss Huiyue...cough...I'm fine...just a little tired...you can take the bear's paw off my face...cough cough..."

Bear's paw? !Damn Sima Yang actually said that my slender hands are bear paws? !

A ball of flames quickly sprang up in my eyes, and the "bear paw" aimed at Sima Yang's cheek, and slapped it down heavily, making a loud "pop": "Sima Yang, you idiot, you actually laughed at me! Thanks to me!" So worried about you..."[

"Hiss...Miss Huiyue, your strikes are really unusual...cough cough..." Sima Yang stroked his chest and coughed like a convulsion. Junxiu's face became even paler, and he pointed at someone behind me tremblingly. A point: "Miss Huiyue, if it's convenient, can I trouble you...cough...help me pull that vine quickly?"

I was taken aback, and turned around quickly, and sure enough, I saw a vine that seemed to be glistening with water hanging down from the dark passageway!