The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

After a while, I was full of wine and food, and fell asleep snoringly under the warm sunshine.

When I woke up, I found that I was sleeping on the bed in the cabin, covered with a quilt, grabbed it and smelled it, um, there was the lingering fragrance of the sun, obviously I had been exposed to the sun.

Huh?I was obviously sleeping on the deck just now, why did I come to the cabin, what about Sima Yang and the others?

I lifted the quilt and got out of bed, and came to the deck with a puzzled look on my face.

It turned out to be already night, the blue night sky, dotted with a few stars that flicker and dim, the moon is bright and gentle, like a bright lamp, hanging high on the sky, reflecting on the sparkling sea... [

The small fire during the day has been extinguished, leaving a small black and shiny black charcoal. Beside the black charcoal, a vague figure sat on the deck with his back to me, as if thinking about something.

who is it? ?

I slowly leaned up and saw his face clearly by the moonlight. It turned out to be Sima Yang sitting on the deck with his hands propped back and looking up at the bright moon in the sky. His long eyelashes seemed to be transparent under the whiteness A whirling shadow was left on her face, her big misty eyes shone with a deep luster like jewels, under her slender and straight nose, her rose-colored thin lips were pure and alluring under the sun...

It's so late, he doesn't sleep, does he just sit on the deck and watch the moon?