The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

Oh no, the wound is bleeding!

I glanced at Sima Qing who was following behind me, and before I had time to think about it, I quickly helped Sima Yang into the cabin.

Helping Sima Yang to the side of the white bed and sitting down, I turned around to look for new gauze and saw Sima Yang's room was decorated in pure white. The ward is the same...

A white light flashed in my mind, and I thought of the scalpel that Sima Yang lay on when he moved his sharp claws. The doubts that had formed since the alley gradually became clearer in my heart.

Is it possible...Sima Qing is...the first person to travel through ancient times?But he and Sima Yang are twin brothers, this is an iron-like fact. [

I shook my head vigorously, trying to get rid of the absurd thoughts in my heart, but a voice whispered in my heart: But their hairstyles and eyeballs are completely different, and the hair on their parents' portraits is all orange Yes, she shouldn't have a son with green hair.

Maybe, Sima Qing is really...

Thinking of this, I shook the gauze in my hand and stood up suddenly.

Sima Yang turned his face slightly, his smooth and smooth face was full of doubts: "Miss Huiyue, what's wrong?"

I grinned perfunctorily, avoiding Sima Yang's eyes, walked up to him and squatted down, and began to change the gauze for him: "No, no, I just remembered something."