The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

When white smoke was blowing from above my head, the commotion crowd leaned towards Hu Xiang, who was caught by Sima Qing and was fighting with the air

"Oh my god, little brother, you must have been defiled by the grass picker, right?!"

"Look, everyone, this little brother also has a terrible scar on his face! Could it be that this grass picker has a special feeling for scars?"

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The onlookers caressed their cheeks in unison, and felt relieved when they found that they had no scars.And those with scars quickly covered their scars and ran away quickly... [

"The daughter of the Kimura family is here!"

At this time, someone who did not know suddenly let out a loud and earth-shattering yell, and the onlookers went "swoosh, swoosh, swoosh", and the speed was faster and faster.I saw black shadows running around in front of me, and when I saw the situation clearly, the busy street was empty.

There was a cloud of smoke and dust billowing in the street, as if an army galloped by in a carriage!The chilly wind rolled the withered leaves and blew past, leaving a desolate place.

When I came back to my senses, I found myself in a small alley, with Sima Yang tightly clasping my waist.Hu Xiang was standing behind Sima Qing, hugging his waist tightly...

Hu Xiang was detained by Sima Qing just now, why did they change their postures so quickly?Are you playing magic tricks?sweat!