After time travel, the imperial concubine becomes a celebrity herself

This is an exclusive brand designed by an internationally renowned master. Rong Jinghao bought it for An Mengyi online before, and it is said that there are only [-] pieces in the world.

What's more, it was three years ago, and now it's out of money.

Just one sleeve of An Mengyi's dress is worth Yuan Xia's suit.

The reason why Yuan Xia couldn't see it was because her eyesight was too short and she only knew a few famous brands.

Pretend to be rich, but actually have no taste at all.

An Mengyi's dress looks ordinary, even the logo looks ordinary, but anyone who knows it can almost tell what brand it is at a glance.

So just now when Yuan Xia laughed at An Mengyi's clothes, she was undoubtedly slapping herself in the face.

Yuan Xia still didn't give up, she couldn't help but said: "Then if this is some kind of high imitation, aren't high imitations everywhere now?"

The hot people present laughed even louder.

This internationally renowned design master pays special attention to his own copyright. Anyone who wants to imitate his family will either go to court or suppress it in private.

This designer is also powerful and has a strong family background, so no one dares to provoke him.

There will be imitations of any brand, but only those made by this designer will not be high imitations.

But Yuan Xia didn't know this.

So she didn't understand why her words made so many people laugh at her.

Although he was dissatisfied with Yuan Xia in his heart, he was outside anyway, fearing that it might affect the reputation of his show.

So Director Wang still stood up and said, "Okay, okay, let's hurry up, otherwise there won't be enough time for shooting."

Then he looked at the fellow who had just been beaten up by Yuan Xia, and said with apologetic expression, "I'm sorry fellow, we are newcomers and ignorant. Since you took us up the mountain, we will definitely thank you afterwards."

The fellow's face looks better now.

Director Wang gave Yuan Xia a threatening look, "If some people feel that the mountain road is too tiring, they can go back now, and don't come to our crew again after they go back."

Yuan Xia couldn't understand why Director Wang said this to herself, so she could only look at Director Wang resentfully behind her back.

But thinking that this was her hard-won opportunity, Yuan Xia still limped and walked the mountain road bit by bit.

After being warned by Director Wang, Yuan Xia became much quieter.

During the break, Yuan Xia took out her mobile phone and sent someone a message. Don't even think about it, isn't this just suing the benefactor behind her.

Director Wang gave Yuan Xia a disdainful look, and then said to An Mengyi, "This Yuan Xia has a small belly, and the person behind her has a certain background. Miss An, you should avoid provoking her."

Of course An Mengyi knew that Director Wang's words made sense, but she still said, "I didn't provoke her, she provoked me."

After the rest time, Yuan Xia put away her phone, and then took a smug look at An Mengyi, as if she was saying, just wait for me.

An Mengyi smiled lightly, as if she didn't take Yuan Xia seriously, which made Yuan Xia look like a clown.

Yuan Xia was annoyed in her heart, but she seemed to have calmed down a lot, and she did not go forward to sneer at An Mengyi.

After walking for a morning, in the afternoon, I finally reached the top of the mountain.

"The burial group is in front." Director Wang introduced to An Mengyi, his eyes flashed, "I heard that the burial group was a long time ago, about 1000 years ago."

An Mengyi's heart trembled, and she thought of Dayao inexplicably.

Isn't the time when Dayao appeared more than 1000 years ago?

"Then when can we go and have a look?" An Mengyi asked.

"Where are there still experts doing research now, maybe you have to rest for a while, if you want to go and have a look now, just go." Director Wang said.

An Mengyi couldn't bear the curiosity in her heart, so she came to the tombs ahead of time.

The tomb group is very large, with a scale of hundreds of people. An Mengyi speculates that the main tomb is probably in the middle, and it is likely that some prince or noble is buried there.

When she was in Dayao, she knew all the nobles and ministers. If this is Dayao's tomb group, then she can recognize who the owner is.

An Mengyi walked into the tombs slowly with a feeling of apprehension.

There was a stone plate at the door. An Mengyi looked with her eyes and saw that it was from the tomb group, but someone moved it out. It seemed that it was to be used for research.

An Mengyi stared at the stone plate, feeling familiar.

The records on the stone plate are related to astronomy, just like divination.

An Mengyi continued to walk inside with doubts in her heart.

There were some murals engraved on the walls of the tomb. Although they were in obscure and incomprehensible characters, An Mengyi probably knew what they were talking about based on the content of the murals.

This is a family that is relative to the celestial master, and it is dedicated to helping the emperor with divination of astronomy.

A family is very proficient in divination, but died in a turmoil.

When An Mengyi saw the back, she was already shocked.

On the surface, this family is dedicated to divination for the royal family, but in fact they are dedicated to serving the royal family and doing their duty.

It was well-known at the time, but the most dead was also because of the royal family.

Overnight, the whole clan was wiped out.

But the content behind it is gone. The murals seem to have been destroyed artificially, as if they don't want others to know the secrets of this family.

An Mengyi searched her brain for a long time, but she couldn't find such a family in Dayao.

But at that time, there was indeed a national teacher, as Rong Jinghao's staff, who knew astronomy from the top and geography from the bottom.

But that national teacher was very mysterious, and An Mengyi had only seen it once, and she didn't even see her face clearly.

An Mengyi was fascinated by the sight, and before she knew it, she came to the depths of the tombs.

Looking at the dark tomb, An Mengyi felt like retreating, and she immediately walked back.

But An Mengyi soon discovered that she seemed to stay where she was no matter how she walked.

"Ghost hits the wall." These three words suddenly appeared in An Mengyi's mind, which made her break out in a cold sweat.

In her previous life, An Mengyi didn't believe in ghosts and gods, but since she was able to be reborn in this strange world after death, An Mengyi probably believed in it a little.

An Mengyi had heard from those old people before that if a ghost hit the wall, she might not be able to get out of that place for the rest of her life.

An Mengyi tried her best to calm herself down, and tried to change another way, but still, An Mengyi still walked to the same place.

She took out her mobile phone and looked. There was no signal here, and she couldn't even call for help.

An Mengyi knew that she couldn't be nervous now, so she leaned against the tomb wall and tried to calm herself down.

The darkness eroded her, and as soon as An Mengyi closed her eyes, all the nightmares from her previous life came.

She first saw a tragic scene of a family being exterminated.

The screen turned again, and the faces of those people became more and more familiar.

An Mengyi took a look, wasn't that her father and mother?

At this moment, An Mengyi completely forgot that she was still in the tombs. When she saw that it was her parents, she became uneasy.

"Daddy, Mommy!" An Mengyi shouted loudly, trying to run towards them, but she was blocked by an invisible wall.

An Mengyi was very anxious, but there was nothing she could do.

In the end, An Mengyi could only watch helplessly as her parents were killed by a group of men in black.

Then suddenly, An Mengyi saw the door opened, and a bright yellow figure walked in.

That face is so familiar.

There was a trace of indifference on Rong Jinghao's handsome face, and there was no emotion in his eyes. He glanced at the dying person on the ground, and said, "Kill!"

An Mengyi's heart trembled, her breathing began to become short of breath, why, why was it Rong Jinghao again.

Rong Jinghao seemed to feel something, looked up at An Mengyi, the eyes of the two met, although Rong Jinghao didn't see An Mengyi, but the killing intent in his eyes gave An Mengyi a chill in her heart .

An Mengyi's eyes went dark, and she felt that she had returned to the darkness, and then the screen turned, and it was the scene of the massacre just now.

Back and forth like this, basically three times, An Mengyi felt that her mind was about to be tortured and collapsed.

At this time, someone suddenly called An Mengyi's name.

"Miss An! An Mengyi." Song Sizhe ran over anxiously. He felt that there was some problem with the formation of the tomb group.

But he didn't expect that it was An Mengyi who broke in. Seeing An Mengyi's pale face, Song Sizhe was very anxious.

"Mengyi, are you better? Can you hear me?" Song Sizhe asked. He knew that An Mengyi was in a nightmare. If he didn't call An Mengyi out earlier, it might really be...

Song Sizhe didn't dare to think about it anymore, his eyes became more anxious.

At this moment, An Mengyi suddenly coughed violently, and when she slowly opened her eyes and saw the anxious Song Sizhe in front of her, her eyes softened.

"Professor Song." An Mengyi's voice was a little weak, "There is a problem here, hurry up and leave."

"It's okay, I'll take you out." Song Sizhe said, slowly helping An Mengyi to get up.

Fortunately, An Mengyi's willpower is still firm, if it were an ordinary person, she might have been tortured to the point of madness long ago.

But now An Mengyi's spirit is not very good. Although she understands that it was just a dream, when she closes her eyes, those scenes are still in front of her eyes.

Seeing An Mengyi's frowning, Song Sizhe said, "Mengyi, the dream you just had was fake, don't take it to heart."

"Thank you, Professor Song." An Mengyi said, she was so weak now that she let Song Sizhe help her out of the tombs.

Of course An Mengyi knew what Song Sizhe was talking about, but because the dream was too realistic, An Mengyi still couldn't forget it.

I don't know how long it took before there was a bright light ahead.