The contracted wife: the prince's favorite concubine

I stopped rubbing my eyes, opened my eyes that were sore and dry from crying, and looked at Sima Yang in confusion...

He, what is he going to do, is he planning to throw me from the peach blossom garden in order to fulfill my desire to die?

I struggled desperately and screamed: "Wow, Sima Yang, I don't want to die! I don't want to die, don't throw me down! Mom and Dad, help..."

"Shut up!" The veins on Sima Yang's fair forehead bulged, and he raised his fist and gave me a heavy punch on the head, which made me dizzy, and a burst of starlight flashed in front of my eyes...

When I finally woke up from the starlight, I found that my body was bouncing and diving downward at a speed of "flying down three thousand feet"... [

Sima Yang's soft, glossy long hair is swaying in the air, with beautiful ripples, and the soft hair tail, like a tender sprout that just broke through the ground, gently brushes against my cheek...

After passing through the heavy clouds and mists, the appearance of Hu Xiang standing at the entrance of the cave became clearer and clearer. Through the gap between Sima Yang running ahead, I saw Hu Xiang desperately waving at us, with smooth brows Wrinkled into a big "Chuan" shape...

Suddenly there was a sound of flapping wings behind me, I wiped my eyes vigorously, and turned my head to look