The cultural relics I dug she cheated + extra

"Let's go." Song Manqing looked at Wen Tan with a calm tone, "I'll take you to work."

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The area of ​​the Song family's villa is so large that it seems that they want to designate the entire vicinity as a kingdom. The open space after going out is surprisingly large. Wen Tan even saw the pale golden horse grazing comfortably in the obviously newly repaired stable.

Wen Tan thought for a long time if he wanted to say something to Song Manqing when he got in the car, but he didn't say anything in the end.She touched her pocket, the clothes had been washed and put on herself again.

What about that check?

Song Manqing overheard her rummaging, and then told Wen Tan: "Maybe it was taken out during washing."

"Is it at your house? It's fine if I'm here, it's for you." Wen Tan then stopped what he was doing and sat down.

Song Manqing was silent for a while and said: "Your friend is fine, and Zhuo Hui was also rescued. The reason why she wanted to get this batch of goods so much is because she hid white powder... The things injected into her yesterday were hers. "

Speaking of this, Song Manqing's eyes gradually darkened.

"What's the difference?" Wen Tan frowned with a stern look in his eyes, "Aren't you in the same business as her?"

"Me?" Song Manqing suddenly smiled, her eyes seemed to see a very noisy child, her tone was flat, "I never do this kind of business."

Wen Tan was slightly startled, and heard Song Manqing continue to say: "I'm different from them." Her tone was still cold and flat, but she was explaining to herself.

Arriving at the entrance of the identification office, the car stopped at a place still 5 minutes away, Wen Tan once again lamented Song Manqing's meticulousness.She got out of the car, thought for a while, and asked the person still sitting in the window by the rolled down window: "President Song said you didn't sleep last night, what's wrong?"

Song Manqing stared at her: "You don't remember?"

"...remember what?"

Song Manqing's eyes stopped on Wen Tan's lips and then quickly moved away, "It's nothing."

She quickly started the car and was ready to leave.Wen Tan hurriedly said: "If you haven't slept well, can you go back and catch up on sleep?"

As soon as Song Manqing stepped on the accelerator, the car flew out.It was the first time Wen Tan saw her driving so fast, and always felt a little strange.But where is the strangeness?

I don't quite understand, this person is really a bit strange.

Wen Tan first went to the Ancient Books Group to look for Yin Ya. When she saw her, Yin Ya immediately yelled: "There is no information, and I haven't come yet. Don't ask, because I don't know anything."

Wen Tan didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "I didn't come to ask that General Song today, I wanted to know about the empress."

"Empress?" Yin Ya just walked up to Wen Tan, and asked suspiciously, "Why are you so interested in it all of a sudden? There is a piece of information on the Empress's life that I have sorted out, and I can send you an electronic file later."

"Okay." Wen Tan felt that he was about to leave, but was held back by Yin Ya, and said to her mysteriously, "What does that woman who came to you last time have anything to do with you?"

Afraid that Wen Tan didn't know, she added: "It's the one who brought a horse to pick you up, the fairy sister Zhou Ya'an said."

Wen Tan paused, staring at Yin Ya with a half-smile: "What's wrong?"

"Oh, let me ask, why are you so vigilant? Are you still afraid that I will rob someone with you? Yin Ya laughed, "Didn't I ask something that everyone cares about but dare not ask? It looks very good, isn't this the one you like? "

like?Wen Tan really didn't think about it seriously.Subconsciously, she understood that Song Manqing did not belong to this dynasty, and she would never get along with her no matter what.Now that she knew that Song Manqing was determined to go back, even if there was some fire in her heart, it was almost extinguished.

Wen Tan remembered that he was in the container factory, even though there were so many thugs waiting in front of him, even though he knew he couldn't get out, he wanted to try to rush out and tell Song Manqing not to come in.

At that moment, the thought that flashed through her mind was not about herself, but she just felt that Song Manqing was fine.

She shrank back when Song Manqing approached her.Fear, who can not be afraid?Seeing Song Manqing's appearance that seemed capable of killing people without blinking an eye, it was impossible for her to sit indifferent.But she understands that in this kind of battle between the two big families, letting go of other people's lives is leaving hidden dangers for herself.

But Song Manqing didn't do anything cruel in the end, she didn't know if it was because of her own reasons.

What can be changed?Wen Tan knew that Song Manqing was trying to find a way to go back, so he must not jump into this pit.

Thinking of this, a trace of melancholy appeared on her face, and she returned to normal in a moment, and said to Yin Ya in a joking tone: "Where is it? If I like her? I will ride that horse Go around in the studio and perform the rolling red dust and galloping horses, and you can shoot whatever you want."

At this time, Wen Tan was full of the impossibility of himself and Song Manqing, so he spoke crisply and quickly, leaving no way out for himself.

Yin Ya smiled happily: "You must remember what you said today."

The author has something to say: Wen Tan: Later, I really regretted what I said. :D

Song Manqing: Get ready——

Chapter 15

In the next few days, although Song Manqing did not come to Wen Tan, she got some information from many people.First, there was a problem with the Zhuo family’s ship, and suddenly the police came to make a surprise inspection. Although nothing was found, the stocks under the Zhuo family dropped a lot.

But Zhuo Hui was fine, and it didn't take long to respond to the public. His radiant appearance made people question the authenticity of the rumors.

Knowing that Zhou Ya'an and Yin Ya had asked Wen Tan several times why no one came to pick her up today, she realized that she hadn't seen Song Manqing for a while.

Before getting off work that day, Yin Ya sent a document about the Empress's life to her mobile phone.

Nan Wuyan was the least favored concubine of the Zhaonan Dynasty.He was raised outside the palace since he was a child, and was not brought into the palace until he became an adult.It is recorded in Zhaonan's annals that the empress had a marriage contract with the son of the prime minister of a neighboring country when she was 16 years old. She was the only concubine who did not have a marriage contract with a young talent who was well-matched. This shows how unloved she is.

If you get married, you are actually getting married.

At that time, the two countries did not fight against each other, but only three years later, after the death of the emperor of the neighboring country, the prime minister assisted the young emperor to become the person who truly controlled the power of life and death.From then on, the empress and the prime minister's son stood on opposite sides, and the marriage contract was abandoned.

After Nan Wuyin ascended the throne, the internal struggle between the two countries never stopped.In a war, Song Manqing beheaded the prime minister to prevent future troubles, and the empress and the prime minister's son bore a deep blood feud.

What happened next... is unknown.

Song Manqing's name was not mentioned in the information, but Wen Tan knew that the empress' confidant must be Song Manqing.No one but her has such a skill.

Wen Tan took out her mobile phone and stared blankly at the screen showing Song Manqing's number.In fact, the information is quite one-sided, right? I wanted to ask her about the Empress, but it was just a matter of business, right?

Yes.

"Tan Tan!"

A sudden voice startled Wen Tan, and when she looked up, she saw An Lingshan looking at her with a smile, wearing a formal suit and carrying a commuting bag, obviously she had just left work not long ago.

Wen Tan put away the phone, "Why are you here?"

An Lingshan is a reporter. She works in a newspaper office. It is normal to work overtime. When asking her out, she has to be in advance. It is really uncommon for her to come and pick her up from get off work.

"Why does it sound like disappointment?" An Lingshan held her in her arms and walked out, "Didn't you follow up on the Zhuo family's report before, but today I was told that I don't have to be responsible, so I left work early and came to see you Have a meal."

She took a close look at Wen Tan's neck, took Wen Tan's arm to look at it for a moment, and said in surprise: "Last time you told me that Song Manqing gave you a bottle of fairy medicine, I want it too, okay? There is a little scar nothing."

When Wen Tan saw her talking about work, there was a hint of resignation in her brows and eyes, knowing that An Lingshan also had something to say, she just followed her wishes and came to the Mala Tang restaurant that the two had always wanted to go to before.

Three years ago, this was just a small stall, and it opened at seven o'clock every night.She and An Lingshan arrived here on time at 07:30 on weekends, ordered meatballs, stewed collarbone, green vegetables, bean sprouts, and a large bowl of ban mian. It cost less than ten yuan to make your stomach full.

Three years later, the stall owns a small shop, but the price has not increased. Wen Tan and An Lingshan are still regular customers here, and the boss is familiar with them. He knows what they want as soon as he sees them, so he just sits there and waits. That's fine.

Now, An Lingshan sniffed and sucked the curly noodles, and began to complain vaguely: "I'm really mad at me today, why did I expose the Zhuo family? I didn't expect that our editor-in-chief would also Compromised..."