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1937.【Month】Too Tired 8

In an instant, a strange feeling arose in my heart, a numbing feeling. It was like I was electrified from head to toe, and my whole body was trembling slightly.

I struggled slightly, and the hand on my waist tightened as if pulling a switch. I didn't dare to move any more, and swallowed hard. My whole body was so stiff that I felt like I was about to touch the stone bench.

One body.

Sima Yang...why?

My pupils tightened for a while, and I looked straight at the disk in the sky, as if I could see through the moon...

"Si, Sima Yang, your mother...oh, where's your mother? Why have I never seen your mother in the palace?" Oh my god, I'm so nervous and uneasy that I'm already starting to speak incoherently...[

Wuwu...Du Sima Yang suddenly became so strange that I couldn't adapt to it at all, and my heart almost stopped beating several times...

Sima Yang's body stiffened for a moment, and a slightly doubtful voice sounded in my ears. Hot breath rushed from his collar to his chest, burning my heart: "My mother?"

I kept nodding, and bumped my chin back and forth on Sima Yang's arm: "Hmm, um, um, why have I never seen her in Sima's house?"

Wow, I finally found a topic that has nothing to do with the moon! But it’s strange, no matter in modern times or in ancient times, I have never heard Sima Yang mention his mother!


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