【６９书吧-ＷＷＷ.６９ＨＵＵ.COM】 Late at night, the person on the bed moved slightly.
After trying to move his eyelids a few times, Qianqian finally opened his eyes with great effort.
He propped himself up and sat up, Qian Qian touched his forehead feebly.
It was so uncomfortable. I just fell from the top of the ancient tomb to the bottom, and almost killed myself.
The brightly lit big tent? Qian Qian looked at what was in front of him and was stunned for a long time without reacting. Here...
Everything you can touch is antique.
Could it be that this is everything in the ancient tomb? Qianqian suddenly became excited, they are all treasures.
Qianqian quickly got out of bed and was stunned when he saw the bed he was sleeping on.
Wow, what an ancient bed! How could Professor Chen be so generous and willing to let himself sleep on an ancient bed?
Qian Qian's brain got a little excited, and he squatted down to study the bed he just slept on.
These are cultural relics. Since I have the opportunity to sleep with a cultural relic in my life, it is not in vain that I love these cultural relics.
The door of the tent was opened, and when Yu Wenxuan came in, he saw Qian Qian squatting beside the bed, seemingly studying something.
"Qian Qian." Yu Wenxuanli stepped forward quickly, picked up Qian Qian in his arms, and asked nervously: "Tell me, do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?"
Qianqian was studying the patterns beside the bed when he was suddenly held in someone's arms. When he saw the clothes the person was wearing, he was stunned and didn't react.
The clothes he wears seem to be from ancient times. What's wrong with Professor Chen? He lets himself sleep on an ancient bed and lets others wear these ancient clothes.
"Qian Qian, tell me what's wrong with you." Yu Wenxuanli asked nervously the silent person in his arms.
"Why are you wearing cultural relics?" Qianqian said, his hands already touched Yuwen Xuanli's clothes, and he studied them carefully.
"Money money..." Yu Wenxuanli was slightly stunned. There seemed to be something different about her.
Yu Wenxuanli called out again with some uncertainty, "Qianqian?"
"Did Professor Chen ask you to wear these clothes?" Qian Qian was completely silent in his own world of cultural relics, and didn't feel anything different at all.
"Qian Qian, do you know who I am?" Yu Wenxuanli asked Qian Qian cautiously, but he was a little worried in his heart.
"You..." Qianqian gave up studying the clothes for a while and looked at the person close to him seriously. It seemed that this person was still hugging him.
When he thought of this, Qianqian pushed Yuwen Xuanli away and jumped up.
"Who are you?" This person seems not to be recognized by himself. Is he another student of Professor Chen?
However, he is still very handsome. When did Professor Chen find such a stylish and handsome student?
Who is he? Yu Wenxuanli's heart began to sink slowly. He sucked her blood six years ago, and she forgot everything. Now that she woke up after being unconscious, she no longer recognized him.
Own.
"Qian Qian, do you really not know me?"
Qianqian looked at Yuwen Xuanli seriously and shook his head.
"I don't know." She didn't know this person.
The curtain of the big tent was opened again, and a shining golden figure walked in. When he saw the figure of Qian Qian, he rushed over excitedly.
"Mommy..." Jin Xingxuan threw herself in front of Qianqian, hugged her waist, and sobbed: "Mommy, how could you just fall asleep like this? Don't let it go. Mummy, I don't want it, I don't want it."
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The corner of Qian Qian's mouth twitched fiercely, and he smiled awkwardly at Yu Wenxuanli.
"Um, I'm not your mommy." Qian Qian pulled away the golden octopus with some embarrassment.
"Well, I'm still a student, and I don't even have a boyfriend. How could I have a son as old as you?"
The excitement in Jin Shining's eyes slowly dimmed at Qian Qian's words.
"Mommy, this joke is not funny at all."
"Child, are you a relative of Professor Chen?" For such a young child to appear in an ancient tomb, he must be a relative of Professor Chen.
"Money, Qian, you've had enough fun." Jin Shining gritted his teeth. He was worried to death, but his mother was still playing with him.
Qian Qian looked at Jin Shanshan in embarrassment, "Um, kid, I really don't know you."
Qian Qian looked at Jin Shining with a sincere face, saying that he really didn't know Jin Shining.
"Do you know who he is?" Yu Wenxuan asked Qian Qian.
Qianqian looked at Jin Shanshan, and finally shook her head at Yu Wenxuanli. She really didn't know these two people.
"Daddy..." Jin Shining turned to look at Yuwen Xuanli, what's wrong with his mother?
"Qianqian, do you know where this is?" Yu Wenxuanli asked still unwilling to give up.
"Isn't it an ancient tomb?" Isn't it the ancient tomb that was just dug?
Ancient tomb! Jin Shining looked at Qianqian, ancient tomb, why is this an ancient tomb?
"Mommy, this is the border between the Hon Hai Dynasty and the Shengyin Dynasty. We are on the battlefield now, and this is no time for joking."
Border? Battlefield? Hon Hai Dynasty? Shengyin Dynasty? What is this and what? Qian Qian feels like he has heard something from heaven?
Qian Qian smiled and said, "Don't tell me, you are still from here."
"Yes." Jin Shining replied with a gloomy face.
"That's what I believe..."
The door of the big tent was opened, and the person who came in interrupted the last word "ghost" in Qian Qian's words.
Miao Ya looked at Qian Qian with deep apology in her eyes, and stood motionless at the door, looking at Qian Qian.
Qian Qianquan felt a little scared. If a person appeared in front of her wearing cultural relics clothes, she could understand that Professor Chen was too generous and dared to let his students wear cultural relics. If another one came, she could still accept it.
.If there was another one, she couldn't believe that Professor Chen dared to do this. After all, it might be illegal.
If you say that what you are wearing is also a cultural relic.
She felt that this world was fantasy.
Where is this place?
Qianqian's first reaction was to quickly walk to the door of the big tent and open the door of the big tent.
It was pitch black outside and the stars were twinkling in the sky.
As far as the eye can reach, there are large tents, and the patrols going back and forth are soldiers wearing armor.
Modern things are gone, the ancient tombs are gone, and the breath of early summer is gone. What is left is the coldness of winter.
It's fantasy, it's fantasy.
Qian Qian took a step back in disbelief and suddenly bumped into Miao Ya.
It's not true, it's not true.
This is really not true, it must be because I didn't wake up, it must be.
Qian Qian hypnotized himself, and his first reaction was to lie down on the bed.
He murmured in his mouth: "Just take a nap and you'll be fine. Once you take a nap, you'll have nothing left. After a nap, I'll be in the ancient tomb. I'll be in the ancient tomb."
In the ancient tomb, in the ancient tomb, not in ancient times.