She cheated on the cultural relics I dug

"What if I don't give it?"

The car was very air-conditioned, Wen Tan, whose clothes had been cut torn, was blown by the cool wind, and couldn't help shivering while speaking, and Song Manqing turned the air conditioner to the top in the next second.

With a very careful heart, Wen Tan looked at her.After she finished speaking, the car fell into a temporary silence. Song Manqing seemed to be thinking about how to answer her, and it took a long time before she told the truth: "I can find out by myself."

"..." It's really difficult for her, and she has been thinking about it for so long.

"Call me when you finish your cell phone." Wen Tan didn't tease her any more, and reluctantly copied the number to Song Manqing.The latter put away the small piece of paper on which she had copied the number, with a faint smile in his eyes, and he finally felt that he was not so cold and unapproachable.An Lingshan looked at Wen Tan's injured hand, she really couldn't let the wounded person accompany her to eat, so she said that she would make an appointment another day.

Wen Tan has no objection.

Send An Lingshan first, and then send Wen Tan home.Before getting out of the car, An Lingshan winked at Wen Tan and said, "Treat him well, little Tantan, I think it's very good."

Wen Tan smiled: "Go away, goodbye." An An reckoned that she had misunderstood the relationship between Song Manqing and herself, and she would inevitably have to interrogate her when she returned.

After An Lingshan got off the car, Wen Tan's side was empty, and the chattering voice disappeared.The car was even quieter, she and Song Manqing were silent and did not speak.This is the first day she and Song Manqing officially met...Wen Tan looked at her arm wrapped in gauze calmly, and twitched the corner of her mouth.

stimulate.

Song Manqing was still sitting in the co-pilot, her posture was upright, and the seat had not been adjusted.Wen Tan thought, if he sat on it by himself, he must first adjust the seat to the back of his head.Isn't she so tired?Wen Tan looked at the person sitting on the co-pilot unscrupulously, and was not satisfied until seeing the temperature in her ears dissipate and slowly rise again.

After getting out of the car, Wen Tan thanked Song Manqing who was standing in front of her: "Thank you for taking me back today."

Song Manqing took a fixed look at her, lowered her eyelids, covered her eyes with eyelashes, and said in a low voice, "No, I should thank you."

No matter how you speak, there is always a half-literal feeling, Wen Tan simply accepted her words, and said happily: "Okay, then how can you thank me?"

She responded so simply that she choked Song Manqing.Wen Tan couldn't hold it back any longer, hummed and laughed a few times and said, "Why are you so funny?"

So cute.

"tease?"

"It means cute." Wen Tan said.

Song Manqing chewed to understand the meaning, and then frowned and said: "No one has ever said that I am... funny." When she was in Zhaonan, she was a powerful general, and the enemy would not dare to attack the city as long as they heard her name.Years of fighting and life and death, iron and blood and ruthlessness are everyone's evaluation of her.

Even in this era, no one dares to use this word to describe themselves.

"I have a lot of things I want to ask you, and I believe you do too." Wen Tan put away his teasing expression and became serious, "Find a time to chat?"

Song Manqing nodded.

"Come and see me when you get off work tomorrow, okay?" Wen Tan raised his eyebrows, and the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, "Remember to bring your thank you gift."

Before going upstairs, Wen Tan looked back at Song Manqing who was a few steps away.Before she got into the car, she stood quietly behind her, with a slender figure, her back straightened, and her soft lips pursed. When she looked back at her, she looked away again, not knowing what she was thinking.

Suddenly blessed to the heart, Wen Tan walked back and stood still in front of Song Manqing.

He lowered his voice, but his eyes were serious, "There is one thing I really want to know now, is that okay?"

Song Manqing said, "But it doesn't matter."

"Your identity, who are you?" Wen Tan searched for clues in Song Manqing's eyes, but couldn't find a trace of waves. Those eyes were quiet and deep, unable to figure out the master's thoughts, "Where have you been these three years?"

Wen Tan is not sure whether Song Manqing will believe in herself and tell the truth.A person like her, whose identity is known by him, if he arrests her to study why the ancients would travel to modern times, it may not be possible to sell her.

And she found that Song Manqing would never look directly at her under normal circumstances.Always look at each other for a few seconds and then move away.

This time was no exception, she could see Song Manqing's long eyelashes fanning back and forth under her eyelids again.

"Go to the battlefield and protect the subjects. When I was in Zhaonan, I was the one in command." There was some emotion in Song Manqing's eyes, which filled her entire face with lively vitality, and her dark eyes also lit up.

"So it's the general?" Wen Tan thought of her aggressive demeanor when dealing with the black suit before, no wonder, "What about the three years?"

"It's also on the battlefield." In an instant, the light in Song Manqing's eyes went out, as if it was a very bad memory.

"What?" Wen Tan didn't react for a moment.

"I was in the camp for two years. It was not peaceful there. There was a war. There was only flesh and blood, tearing, and desperate survival. You don't know about these." Song Manqing said in a low voice, "I returned to Qinzhou a year ago and started looking for you."

Wen Tan was momentarily at a loss for words.

I heard that many big families will have their own camps to train their heirs or killers.No one knows the cruelty and hardship of the camp, let alone Song Manqing who came to a strange dynasty and went there alone.What was she chosen for, killer or heir, and who sent her there?

Suddenly, many questions swept over Wen Tan, and he didn't know how to speak for a while.But Song Manqing undoubtedly suffered a lot.

After much deliberation, I could only say: "...we will see you tomorrow."

There are many ways to say goodbye, but seeing you tomorrow is the most tender and touching.Wen Tan feels that these three words are the most suitable for him to say to Song Manqing at this moment,...even though he is not a gentle person.

Song Manqing responded, "Okay."

Wen Tan turned to leave, a gust of wind brushed her long hair away, revealing the red birthmark behind her ear.

Song Manqing's eyes flickered slightly, she knew that she definitely did not find the wrong person.

It's her, Wen Tan.

***

Wen Tan didn't sleep well last night, and in a daze, she always felt that she could see Song Manqing's red ears, unintentionally teasing her.

deadliest.

There is no way, who told her to be good at this.

Before going out, she changed her medicine and rewrapped the gauze, which made her neck look less weird.Go upstairs, open the door, and go to the second jade appraisal room.Originally, Wen Tan was the first to come to the appraisal office, but today she was delayed at home, so she caught up with the rush hour for work, not to mention the glances her colleagues cast on her.

"Sister Wen, sister Wen, what's wrong with you?" Zhou Ya'an still ran over, startled by Wen Tan's appearance, "Mr. Song beat you yesterday?"

"Go, don't talk nonsense." No matter what other people asked, Wen Tan just laughed and said that he fell, and fell yesterday.She ignored Zhou Ya'an and went to the director's office to talk to director Wen about the auction.

Wen Tan hesitated and said, "Director, the story Mr. Song told, does this jade pot have any origin?"

Director Wen pondered for a moment before saying: "There are no written records unearthed at present. Of course...we have sorted out too few ancient books about Zhaonan. If it is true that the jade pot is as valuable as he said, then there must be many. People came to Qinzhou to hunt for treasure after the auction."

"Did he do it on purpose to hype up the cultural relics business? After all, the Song family has always been involved..."

"Little Wen!" Director Wen said earnestly, "You'd better have nothing to do with Mr. Song. He's not someone we can provoke because he's both right and wrong."

Wen Tan frowned even tighter.

On the bright side, Song Chen is very handsome, like a successful businessman, with a handsome appearance, and many girls follow him.He is very good, according to what Song Manqing said yesterday, it seems that those gray areas may be left to Song Manqing to take care of.

One is in the light and the other is in the dark, so those people respectfully call Song Manqing the head of the family.

Or maybe there are other secrets?

After coming out of the director's office, Wen Tan had something on his mind, and was always absent-minded when working.

When she got off work, she breathed by the window for a while and didn't go back to her group, but went to the ancient books group instead.

After the discovery of the main tombs of the Zhaonan Dynasty, it took only two years of excavation, during which a large number of cultural relics have been sorted out.There is no authenticity of the cultural relics unearthed from the tombs, but the age and value still have to be determined.Including the scattered cultural relics that have successively come from the people, this is another matter.After all the cultural relics pass through the institute, they will be sent to the cultural relics restoration team immediately.

The Cultural Relics Restoration Center in Qinzhou is next to the Appraisal Office, and basically everyone knows each other.

Yin Ya was concentrating on reading the words on a roll of bamboo slips, Wen Tan didn't bother her, and when she raised her head and started to relax, she went over and patted her on the shoulder, "Xiao Ya, let me ask you something .”

"You can come to our team, hey, what's wrong with you?" Yin Ya took off her white gloves in surprise.

"It's nothing. It's a matter of business. I want to ask you someone."

Yin Ya: "From Zhaonan?"

"En." Wen Tan nodded, "Zhaonan Song family, is there any record?"

"Recently, I have indeed sorted out some information about the courtiers of the Zhaonan Dynasty, so it is strange to say that it is strange... The Song family was a prominent family at that time, because there was a female general who was rewarded heavily for her meritorious service in the country. But—— "

Wen Tan watched Yin Ya's expression carefully, and her heart tightened accordingly.

"Sister Wen! Sister Wen! Sister Wen!" Yin Ya didn't say a word, and Zhou Ya'an hurried over with an incredulous expression on her face and a little excitement in her eyes.

Wen Tan: "Can you keep your focus?"

It's really unsteady, it's the first time he saw this scene in his life, it's amazing!

Zhou Ya'an couldn't even calm down, and almost turned up the volume: "Outside, there is a beautiful woman waiting for you outside, and...and she also—"

Song Manqing!

Oh, it must be her. I actually forgot the appointment yesterday.She just glanced at Zhou Ya'an lightly, the meaning in her eyes - what else?

Zhou Ya'an pointed out the window: "Sister Wen, look for yourself, she, she even brought a horse over!"

Wen Tan: "?"

Yin Ya: "??"

Wen Tan hurriedly opened the window and looked downstairs——

Song Manqing was still dressed in black, surrounded by people. Among the light and faint colors, her black was particularly eye-catching and calm.What was rare was that two of her shirt buttons were undone, and the exposed skin became paler in the sun.What she was holding in one hand was, yes,...the reins.

Wen Tan was stunned, Ma?Still light golden hair, full of luster, slender limbs.

Live?

or fake?

As if to answer the countless question marks in her heart, the pale gold horse raised its head and snorted at her.

Really.

Live.

horse! ! !

The author has something to say: Wen Tan: I am weathered.

General Song: Didn’t you ask me to pick you up with a thank you gift? [at a loss]