The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

Mamma Mia!What's going on!Could it be that the ancient mirror made a mistake, did we travel to someone else's house?

I quickly looked around at the brown carved wooden doors, the simple-looking raised desk, and the fragrant red sandalwood table.This is indeed Sima Yang's room, that's right!Who are these guards who are staring at us and want to shoot us into a hornet's nest with arrows?Could it be a robber who broke into a private house?

Wow!The law and order in the Yuan Kingdom is too bad!

I elbowed Sima Yang next to me, winked and lowered my voice: "Hey, who are these people?"

Sima Yang must have also been taken aback by this scene, because he froze for a moment before walking towards the green-haired boy standing at the door, and said unhurriedly, "Brother, it's me."

It turned out to be Sima Yang's eldest brother, Sima Qing!Made me nervous as hell!

Hearing this, my tense nerves were completely relaxed, and I jumped forward, looking at the handsome green-haired boy in front of me. His white narrow sleeves with gold and brown straight train, cuffs, neckline and hem They are respectively rolled with gold edges, and the brown gold-rimmed wide girdle is tied with a silver-gray belt. Less than ten centimeters away from the belt, hangs a Suzaku jade pendant that seems to be able to drip water.A head of oily, emerald green hair cascading down like a waterfall; the eyelashes under the thick eyebrows are wet, as if stained with crystal dew; the deep pupils are shining, sharp and sharp like an awl, as if to pierce something , sharp and piercing, shooting across the room like a machine gun, and the two willow-like red lips under the straight bridge of the nose are shining with the luster of lotus leaves...