Song Manqing was a little serious when she heard the words before, but when she remembered the words "ex-girlfriends" when she read the materials, she couldn't help laughing when Wen Tan finished speaking, and said seriously :"Is it not good?"

"Okay...very good." Wen Tan was about to fall asleep, and he couldn't stop his joy from the sleepy last sentence, "General, I like you so much."

Song Manqing was startled.Looking down at Wen Tan again, the girl is already fast asleep, her face is ruddy, her lips are slightly pouty, she really looks like a child.She withdrew the hand that was patting Wen Tan's back, lightly touched the top of her hair, smiled and said in a low voice: "...Me too."

The author has something to say: Song Chen: The lemon fruit on the lemon tree, you and me under the lemon tree.

Wen Tan: I have special confession skills.

Song Manqing: I have a special naming technique~狗dan~goudan~

Author: Open the pre-acceptance according to the usual practice~

【Full Sweet Secret Love】

Positive high-achieving girl x desperate female gambler

Ji Suye was born in a family of traditional Chinese medicine, and has been obedient and sensible since he was a child.The most outrageous thing she did was to eat Yan Mu herself after having a meal with the impoverished Yan Mu.

At that time, Yan Mu didn't know that Ji Suye's entire youth was surrounded by her.

Whether it was when Yan Mu was still aloof, or after he fell from the altar, her eyes chased Yan Mu and never had a chance to get close.

Until that day, when Yan Mu had nowhere to go: "Help me this time, you can do whatever you want."

So she was finally able to hold Yan Mu under her body and wipe away the dryness.

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Very high-profile secret love essay, still sweet~

There is an 8-year age difference between the two, and the age is under attack.The main story is about falling in love, and by the way, let Yan Mu open up a little nüènüè scum.The next book is about to open, interested students can make a pre-order [roll]

Chapter 29

Wen Tan slept for more than an hour, and Song Manqing stayed with her the whole time, seeing that it was almost time, she started calling her: "Wen Tan...Wen Tan?"

Wen Tan frowned and turned over, didn't even open her eyelids, muttered something, grabbed the quilt and wanted to sleep again.She is still very sleepy now, and she slept very deeply and steadily this time, probably because Song Manqing was by her side.

At this moment, she began to sleep in a daze, "Sleep a little longer..."

Song Manqing said: "Don't sleep anymore, you will have a headache if you continue to sleep." She lifted the quilt up, and Wen Tan's hands seemed to have eyes, and pulled the quilt over again.

"Wen Tan... Wen Tan, woke up? Don't sleep anymore." Song Manqing couldn't lift the quilt, so she could only call her softly and continuously.But judging from this situation, her voice seemed to be a hypnotic to Wen Tan, and Wen Tan was about to fall asleep again.

Unable to do so, Song Manqing still lifted the quilt, slowly stretched out her hand to pinch Wen Tan's face, and said in a low voice, "Kid... the lunch break is over."

Wen Tan opened his eyes in confusion, exhaled a few breaths, his eyelashes flickered a few times slowly, with a rare childlike look, "I'm so sleepy...are you asleep?"

"No, you get up and wash your face to wake up." Song Manqing removed the quilt, smoothed Wen Tan's crooked home clothes, and suggested: "Why don't I tell Song Chen that today's work is suspended? Anyway, there is nothing to worry about .”

"No need." Wen Tan was more than half awake, shook his head, and quickly went to the bathroom to wash himself with cold water.

After she came out, she saw Song Manqing helping her tidy the quilt, smoothing every corner and corner, which was simply the gospel of obsessive-compulsive disorder.

She walked up to Song Manqing's back, and leaned on her back, her voice was laziness from just waking up: "Woo, I'm still very sleepy when I just woke up, and my head is a little dizzy."

Song Manqing said, "Then I won't work."

Wen Tan straightened up and said: "No, it should be about the fragments of the jade pot? This matter is related to your going or staying... Don't be careless, let's go."

Song Manqing followed her and said in an inaudible voice, "It's fine."

The two went downstairs one after the other, and Song Chen was drinking tea slowly in the living room, feeling refreshed.

"Did you sleep well?" Song Chen asked.

Wen Tan was a little embarrassed and said, "Have you waited long? We can start working now."

"Soon, soon, if there is less time, Manqing may drop the goods I received on me." Song Chen laughed, and asked Ke Tinghan and Zuo Hedong to bring up the wooden box that had been placed in the basement .

This is a rectangular box, no different from the one Wen Tan saw in the factory last time that was specially used to transport goods.Wen Tan was surprised when one side of the wooden box was opened to reveal the contents inside: "This is... the body of the pot?"

According to what we learned before, the jade pot was broken into eight pieces.At the auction when I met Song Manqing for the first time, the one that was auctioned was the handle of the jade pot.Later, during the fight with Zhuo Hui in the factory, he took back the handle of the jade pot on the other side that time.

So now the Song family has gathered the two jade handles of the jade pot.

Wen Tan thought of the fragment that Zhuo Hui put in his palm that night, it was the size of a palm, maybe not even the size of a palm, where did it come from?

She walked to the pot, and the jade cracks on the smooth and round belly of the pot were clearly visible, about thirty to forty centimeters high, lying quietly in the box.

This is……

Song Manqing's eyes were not on the pot, but on Wen Tan's serious expression.Under the bright light, Wen Tan's skin looks like jade, even prettier than jade.

Wen Tan stretched out his hand as if he wanted to touch it, but stopped when he was about to touch it, and asked Song Chen hesitantly, "Can I touch it?"

"Please." Song Chen made a gesture of invitation, "You should know that this is not genuine, you can touch it however you want, it doesn't matter."

Wen Tan naturally knew that this was not true, he knew it at the first sight.

But the texture, luster, and workmanship of this jade, no matter what it is, is no different from the genuine jade pot fragments I got before.

Song Manqing said: "The imitation of this jade pot is almost the same as the real thing. The pattern, the size of the pot body, and the colorful paintings are all the same as the jade pots I saw in the palace before. No, Almost identical."

"How did this happen?" Hearing this, Wen Tan frowned.

Song Chen said: "I received this from the underground market by the pier. It is said that the person who sold it was entrusted by an acquaintance. I can't find out the origin of this counterfeit product for the time being. I can only say that if such a good fake product can be burned, that person He must also know the function of this jade pot and Song Manqing's background, or this is to attract us to look for him."

"The porcelain that once entered the palace was all fired in the official kiln. The villages near the official kiln gathered porcelain-firing experts from all over the world. If they are descendants of that place, it is not surprising that they are familiar with the firing skills and styles." Song Manqing I don't know why he took a look at Wen Tan before saying this.

Wen Tan suddenly said: "Then what are we waiting for? If we can burn such a pot body, it means that the person either knows the whereabouts of the real product or has seen it before. Let's find it quickly?"

"This is the reason." Song Chen smiled and said to Wen Tan, "Qinzhou City is located in the northwest, even in ancient times, it was out of the emperor's control, and the official kiln was not located here. But Later, I sent people to investigate the source of the pot body carefully, and found that it came from your hometown, Haicheng."

"It was first discovered in the antique trading market in Haicheng. Later, everyone knew the story of the jade pot I told, so they quickly transported it from Haicheng to Qinzhou." Far away, it came so fast, as if someone rushed to give it to me."

Wen Tan said: "You mean..."

"If you want to know the origin of this pot, I'll probably have to trouble you on a business trip." Song Chen asked someone to cover the box and waved his hand, "Of course, you can choose someone to accompany you, of course not. Let yourself go."

Before Wen Tan could speak, she heard Song Manqing say: "No need to choose, I'll accompany her there."

Song Chen snorted: "I knew it! Go, go, Xiao Wen, you can also visit your parents by the way, haven't you been back for a long time?"

It is said that the work here is heavy, and Wen Tan didn't go home last year.She looked at Song Manqing standing next to her with a relaxed expression, and the corners of her lips curled up involuntarily.This time I took Song Manqing home with me, and it meant something different to her.

"There are only three months left, and we are still halfway there." Song Chen slowly sighed, "According to the letter of the national teacher, the jade pot will be broken into eight pieces, and he ordered the eight families of Qinzhou at that time to collect One piece is Song, Zhuo, Ji, Wu, Li, Ke, Yin's family and Jin's family. The Wu family and the Ke family have long joined the Song family, the Yin family has declined, and we have not had much contact with the Jin family and the Ji family."

"It's been 2000 years. Who knows if the Eight Great Families found the fragment at that time? You can see that there is no fragment in Ke Tinghan's house, or the jade handle that was given to the family when the Wu family took refuge here." Song Chen thought I am worried about this matter, and I blame the fragments of the jade pot for not being able to carry such a heavy task of traveling through time and space. It can bring Song Manqing to modern times, but it is broken.

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