All aspects are kneeling and begging the villain heroine to be a person

Chapter 1860 Hundred Billion Rich Woman (53)

But she said both!

Let's discuss it after the one inside comes out.

He didn't think there would be any accidents with the one inside. Miss Fu went in every day to chat with him and help him, so she must have the same idea as him.

For himself, he is always so confident.

Two months passed in the blink of an eye, and the archaeological team finally had some reaction.

Previously, because of the mountain, it was impossible to dig another tomb immediately.

In the past two months, they have been working on stabilizing the mountain to avoid some inevitable crises when the excavation work starts.

Netizens have been paying attention to these, looking forward to who this strange tomb belongs to.

Speaking of which, this tomb is relatively close to Gongyehuai's tomb, so it must not be a small tomb for archaeologists to pay so much attention to.

Fu No. 1 is also paying attention, and now he is very nervous, because he is afraid that Tao Jiuxiang's tomb will not write about the pictures of the beauties buried in his tomb, so he will really not be able to clean up.

[Who do you think this tomb might belong to? 】

[Do you think the entrance of the tomb is very similar to the Gongyehuai Tomb? 】

【really. 】

[So whose tomb will it belong to?What is the relationship between the owner of the tomb and Gong Yehuai? 】

[Could it be someone who is infatuated with Gongyehuai? 】

[I can't think of anything else except this. 】

[There is no portrait of Gongye Huai in the tomb, but there is information that he is very tall and a swordsman. 】

[It's a pity that there are no portraits, otherwise we can feast our eyes. 】

"Miss Fu, do you want to know what I looked like before?"

Qianyan was watching the live broadcast, and suddenly heard what Fu No. 1 said, and asked, "Oh, what do you look like?"

Fu No. 1 has been getting more and more wrong recently, and he likes to express himself in front of her very much.

Fu No. 1 turned his head to face Qianyan, and pointed to his own face: "My appearance is very similar to this face, but this face is still not as good as my own face. share similar faces."

This surprised Qianyan a little: "Then I'll ask him."

When Chai Hang received the call from Qianyan, he thought he had made a mistake, but when he learned that it was really Qianyan, he asked nervously, "Miss Fu, is it Fu No. 1, what's the problem?"

"No, Fu No. 1 is fine."

Fu No. 1: Yes, he is very good now. He has adapted to the body designed by Mr. Chai very well.

After being praised by Qianyan, Chai Hang's heart beat faster, he was praised, this is Miss Fu's compliment.

"Then may I ask..."

"I'll just ask Fu No. 1's face, who did you design with reference to?"

Chai Hang didn't expect Qianyan's question to be this, he was taken aback for a moment, and quickly gave the answer: "To tell you the truth, I didn't refer to those people now, because it was a gift for Miss Fu, I referred to a piece of paper. An ancient painting handed down from my mother. In fact, the pair of gemstones is also one of the few antiquities handed down from my mother. The person in the ancient painting is holding a sword, and the two gemstones are very similar to those on the sword. "

"I want to see that ancient painting." Qianyan said, "Just take a photo. I'm interested in the appearance of the painting, not in itself."

Chai Hang hurriedly followed suit. If Miss Fu was interested in the painting, he would not refuse, after all, this is Miss Fu.

"How about it?"

Chai Hang is a careful person, and took pictures of both sides of the painting, for fear of missing any information.

"This is me." Fu No. 1 nodded, "From the perspective of painting style, Tao Jiuxiang did it."

But when he saw the inscription on it, he was not so happy: "He actually used me to ward off evil spirits!!"

Qianyan looked at the line of inscriptions that did not conform to the style of the Southern Dynasty. It was too degrading for someone to inscribe that kind of words on the portrait of a good friend.

　see you tomorrow

　
(End of this chapter)