The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

And this kind of situation has directly led to a sharp increase in my workload. I have to wash thousands of dishes every day, and I am busy until midnight. I am so tired that I can’t stand upright. He didn't have the physical strength and energy to think about getting close to Sima Yang...

Huh... Am I going to wash dishes for a lifetime here?no!If this continues, I will definitely turn into a speck of dust and be drowned in the long river of history!No, I don't want it, even if I'm submerged, I want to return to modern times and be a happy little dust...

A voice quietly sounded from the bottom of my heart, getting louder and louder: Qian Eyue!run away!run away!run away!

I frantically looked around

Very good!The female orangutan who was urging me to wash the dishes with a whip was not there, and the huge yard was even more empty! [

God help me too!I randomly grabbed a piece of calico cloth that was drying in the yard, wrapped my head, bent my waist, tiptoed and sneaked around in the yard, dodged left and right, worked hard for nearly an hour, and finally got out of the sphere of influence of the female orangutan , avoiding the constant patrolling guards, left the yard and came to the house where Sima Yang lived.

Alas, luckily before I left the Sima Palace, I secretly wrote down the map here, otherwise I would have lost my way in such a big place!Oh heh heh...

I quickly turned my head, looked left and right, and crawled on the ground like a gecko, with a hot wheel under my feet, and crawled towards Sima Yang's room with a "rustle"!