The cultural relics I dug she cheated + extra

Wen Tan finally opened her hand, and Song Chen found her bloody palm, bloody and bloody.The piece of broken jade has been stained with blood, turning dark red.

"She must be fine, they must be fine." Wen Tan handed over the piece of broken jade to Song Chen, and the whole person seemed to collapse, and fell down limply, unconscious.

Before closing her eyes, Wen Tan saw Song Chen's expression for the last time. There was relief, firmness, and even sadness and reluctance in those eyes, as if she wanted to bid farewell to her.

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Wen Tan knew that she was falling asleep, but she couldn't wake up no matter what.She was in a foggy forest, and she couldn't find a direction when she walked around, and she couldn't get to the end.

How is Song Manqing?How is Ke Tinghan?

These two thoughts were on her mind.But she seems to be a wandering spirit, wandering in this forest all the time, not knowing how time passes.Until she saw a pair of hands stretched out from the mist.

Those are a pair of very beautiful hands, fair and smooth, and they look like a pair of pampered hands.

Not Song Manqing, not anyone she knew.

There was a strong feeling that drove her to grab those hands, as if she was destined in the dark, and Wen Tan followed suit.

Just as she grasped those hands, the mist completely dissipated, and the feeling of grasping by herself also disappeared.

She found herself standing on a boulder with a waterfall in front of it, and beside it stood a woman in a flowing dress.Her attire is exactly the same as what Wen Tan saw in the portrait, and her demeanor is more graceful and moving than that shown in the portrait.

When the woman turned around, Wen Tan even stopped breathing.

Nan Wuyin smiled softly: "It must be you, the descendant."

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty..." Wen Tan didn't know how to speak for a while, and she naturally called it Nan Wuyan in ordinary conversation, and she didn't think there was anything wrong with it.Wen Tan remembered that Song Manqing once said about herself, that she was presumptuous.

When she actually got in front of Nan Wuyin, she couldn't even speak.The only title in his mind is His Majesty, Nan Wuyan does have the demeanor of an emperor.

Very captivating.

Nan Wuyin walked slowly in front of Wen Tan, raised Wen Tan's hands, and said with a slight smile: "You are such a beautiful girl, I will have no regrets seeing you before I die. How is Manqing?" , did you take good care of you?"

The concern in her words made Wen Tan just want to cry loudly, she didn't understand what Wen Tan meant, what before death?

"Now... what year is Zhaonan?"

Wen Tan was even more puzzled by the second half of Nan Wuyan's sentence, "Song Manqing...why did you ask Song Manqing?"

Before the death that Nan Wuyin said, could it be the year when Zhaonan was destroyed?Wen Tan knew that Song Manqing was going back, she just wanted to go back to that year.

Now that she's back, why does Nan Wuyan still ask herself about Song Manqing's situation? Could it be...Song Manqing really didn't go back? !

According to records, someone rescued Nan Wuyin in this year.But Nan Wuyin's body has already been greatly damaged, and I'm afraid he won't have a few years to live.

It wasn't Song Manqing who saved her...

Wen Tan looked at Nan Wuyin's hoarse voice, Nan Wuyin smiled and stroked the back of her hand, then stroked Wen Tan's hair, and sighed: "It's really good hair, it seems that the sandalwood comb I gave you is the right one. gone."

Wen Tan could only choke up and say: "Your Majesty..."

"Go back, someone is waiting for you." For a moment, Nan Wuyin's gentle voice seemed to be in the sky, "Tell Manqing, and I will live by your side with peace of mind. I didn't guard Zhaonan, and Aiqing don't come back... .”

Fog shrouded again, and Wen Tan's eyes were completely white.She knew that Yuhu must have been put together successfully and reconnected time and space, so that she could have the opportunity to meet Nan Wuyin.

Moreover, the person who went back chose the year when Zhaonan was destroyed to save her.

who is it?

Wen Tan opened his eyes suddenly, but found that he was not in the hospital, but in the familiar room of the Song family.

She raised her hand and found that there was no scar at all.

How long have you been lying down?

Wen Tan opened the door and stood on the steps on the second floor. No one was seen downstairs, but he heard someone busy in the kitchen.There is a sound of fried green vegetables in the wok, which is fragrant but not greasy.

Wen Tan went downstairs step by step, and saw a familiar voice busy in the kitchen.

The sunlight outside the window shone on her body and hair, as if she was a fairy standing there.For a moment, Wen Tan really thought that he was still in a dream, until the man turned his head and saw him, his eyes, face, and any body language expressed surprise.He didn't care about the dishes, turned off the fire and walked quickly to Wen Tan.

Song Manqing was overly pleasantly surprised. Seeing Wen Tan standing in front of her, she was speechless, and her eyes soon turned red.

Wen Tan looked at Song Manqing fixedly, and asked softly, "How long have I been asleep?"

"One month." Song Manqing lowered her voice, the corners of her eyes and brows were full of joy, "If you don't wake up, I think I won't have Mrs. Song."

"I've caught it! The head of the house..."

Outside the door, Ke Tinghan and Zuo Hedong walked in with a chicken, saw Wen Tan who was smiling at him, standing alive, the chickens in his hands fell to the ground, and ran away giggling It went out, leaving only a few chicken hairs falling slowly in the air.

Wen Tan and Ke Tinghan looked at each other, and everything was relieved without saying a word.With a smile on his face, Ke Tinghan hooked Zuo Hedong's neck and said with a smile: "Let's miss Wen, we don't need stewed chicken, we can only eat chicken eggs."

Wen Tan burst out laughing, she looked around, but Song Chen was not there.

Sensing her gaze, Song Manqing warmed a glass of milk for Wen Tan on the table, asked Wen Tan to sit down, went to the study and took out a letter in front of Wen Tan, and said softly: "Song Chen has gone back."

Wen Tan remained silent.

Song Manqing went on to say: "He left this letter, we haven't opened it and read it, we want to wait for you to wake up."

Song Manqing pushed the letter in front of Wen Tan, stroked the top of her hair, and said softly, "Open it."

Wen Tan removed the letter very slowly, and unfolded the letter.In the process, she was also persuading herself to accept the result of Song Chen leaving everyone, Wen Tan read the letter seriously.

"Manqing, Xiao Wen, Ting Han, He Dong, Zhan Xinjia. When you read this letter, I have gone back to 2000 years ago. Yes, back. I think you should all know by now, I am the one who personally destroyed the lover's country, but regretted not being the prime minister's son, Lu Wan."

"Ten years ago, the real Song Chen's parents were in a car accident. He was also in the car at the time. Everyone said that he survived the catastrophe. In fact, I came to this world and became him. I regret it every day. There is no right and no marriage. Give up my stubbornness and hatred, until Wen Tan discovered the Zhaonan ruins three years ago, I started looking for Manqing and took her back to the Song family."

"I have put down my hatred a long time ago, so I don't do much for you. The comb will go back with me instead of Manqing. I will transfer the rest of my life to Manqing through the jade pot. In this way, I will go back There should only be three or four years left to live. But this is enough, so that I can save Wuyan and take care of her for the rest of her life, which is my only wish."

"My only concern is to hope that you are all well. When you read this letter, don't cry and take good care of Jin Jin. Ting Han, don't let He Dong eat chicken eggs you don't want to eat. Old mother chicken should be stewed." Just eat it. We are in a different time and space, but I hope we are all okay."

"Speaking of this, it's almost over. I think I'm really happy to see Wuxi soon. I've waited too long for this moment, really too long. Signed, Song Chen, Lu Yun."

With tears in Wen Tan's eyes, he couldn't help crying, "Look at him, he has lived with this identity for a long time, and in the end he wrote Song Chen first."

Ke Tinghan stood up suddenly, turned his head away, dragged Zuo Hedong and walked out, "Let's go out to catch chicken, stew chicken in the afternoon, and stew chicken tomorrow."

Song Manqing hugged Wen Tan, and her heart was deeply touched, and she understood how hard-won happiness is now.

Interlocking fingers with Wen Tan, kissed Wen Tan's tears away with lips, and said softly: "Silly girl, don't cry, this is also his best destination."

Wen Tan's eyelashes were covered with teardrops, his eyes were as wet as a deer, and he said in a crying voice: "I don't know, I just can't stop my tears."

"We will be happy and happy, and we will not disappoint all those who expect us to be happy." Song Manqing gently caressed Wen Tan's back, "I will fulfill my promise and live an ordinary and fulfilling life with you. grow old with you."

Wen Tan couldn't calm down, kissed Song Manqing's lips several times, cried again, sobbing and said: "Song Manqing, I love you so much."

Song Manqing was too soft-hearted, and whispered in Wen Tan's ear: "Mrs. Song, I am too."