The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

The salivating expression froze on my face, I opened my mouth wide in astonishment, and stood there blankly, unable to recover for a long time.

The loud screams woke up Sima Qing and Sima Yang, and they leaned over shaking their not sober heads.

Sima Yang scratched his head, his orange eyes were like two small boats rippling in the autumn water, swaying and swaying, the calm heart lake couldn't help but rippled: "What's wrong?"

Before he could answer, he was interrupted by Sima Qing!His lion-like roar pierced through the tall grass, creating a churning wave on the green grass: "Damn, it's early in the morning, do you want to die?"

Ah, what are you doing so fiercely!We are also for everyone, you know, without money, how can we live along the way?Not to mention, even the only carrier pigeon that could contact the Sima Mansion was roasted by Hu Xiang! [

"I...we..." I faltered for a long time, but couldn't say a complete sentence.

Hu Xiang was taken aback for a moment, raised his oval face, smiled sweetly at Sima Yang, and announced loudly, "Huiyue and I went to the bandits' den."

As soon as the words fell, Sima Qing's forehead suddenly bulged with veins, and his fist, as hard as a stone, shone brightly in the first ray of sunlight in the morning, baring its teeth and claws.

He roared madly, and the thunderous voice went straight to Yunxiao, almost piercing my membranes: "Are you two idiots whose heads were kicked by a donkey?!"