The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

Before I reached out, the curtain opened by itself. Sima Yang walked out while taking off his blood-stained clothes. When he saw me, he was stunned and asked, "What are you doing here?"

I quickly grabbed his hand and asked a lot of questions in a rattling voice: "How is it? Is Sima Yang okay? Did you take out the sharp claw that penetrated the bone?"

Sima Qing glanced at me, and said a few words coldly through the gap between her teeth: "If you have time to worry about others, why don't you clean yourself up."

Bastard Sima Qing, I'm asking about Sima Yang's injuries, why is he talking about all this with me?

I waved my fist at him with teeth and claws, and was about to shout something, but was interrupted by Sima Qing's carelessness from thin lips: "I can't die..."

It's all right... Sima Yang is all right...

As soon as my tense nerves were relaxed, my eyes went black, and my whole body fell to the ground like soft cotton candy.

VOL2

After the operation, Sima Yang fell into a deep sleep.

We were dizzy because of Kimura's daughter's hot pursuit, but fortunately, when Kimura's daughter caught up with her in a small boat, the "Fenfei" had already left the range of Penglai Island.

Looking at Kimura Qianjin who was jumping angrily on the small boat but couldn't catch up, I breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and walked towards the cabin...