The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

Sima Yang stretched out his hand and gently pushed aside the wet bangs covering my eyes, his fair and delicate face was full of worry: "Is there any injury?"

The warm and peaceful sunshine fell on Sima Yang's face, like a pool of quiet spring water, enveloping his handsome face in it, clear but a bit hazy, as charming as a cloud of washed clouds.

I was stunned, and a cherry-like blush appeared on my face: "No, it's okay..."

Sima Yang is really... so handsome!

When the atmosphere was so awkward, Hu Xiang led Sima Qing over. [

She was just like a sparrow. Once she came over, she never stopped, "Qingqing quack", she said a string of words: "Huiyue, why are you soaked all over, did you swim just now? Wow, what are you doing?" Bad guy, you don’t call me for swimming! Oh, beautiful river, here I come!” She opened her arms and ran towards the blue river with twists and turns!

Did this guy go out with his head, thinking that I went swimming in the river... God, please immediately create a wall for me to hit ing...

Sima Qing strode forward, stretched out her hand, twisted Hu Xiang's hair, and pulled her back like a mop. A cloud of clouds covered her fair face: "Hu, Xiang!"

Hu Xiang was in pain and begged for mercy: "Okay, okay! I'll swim later."