Kuaichuan Counterattack: Lord God, please pet me gently!

Chapter 100 Treasure Fan Romance (33)

Kuang Xin wanted to listen to the conversation of the two people in the pavilion again, and the scene changed again.

This time, I came to a place that looked like a sleeping palace. The palace was full of mourning, a large group of maids and several imperial physicians knelt on the ground.

Beside the bed, Emperor Jing sat with a sad face, tightly holding the hand of Concubine Yun who was lying on the bed with a pale face.

Concubine Yun kissed her bloodless thin lips and said something, Emperor Jing immediately took out a four-inch scroll from his bosom and put it in Concubine Yun's hand.

Concubine Yun slowly unfolded the scroll, but it was only halfway opened, and the scroll fell directly to the ground, and the person on the bed was silent.

There was crying in the bedroom, Emperor Jing put a cold face on his face, and tightly rubbed Concubine Yun into his arms.

Kuang Xin looked at the scroll on the ground, and the unfolded part was a beautiful peony.

The scene changed again, and this meeting actually came to the execution ground.At the moment, the well-dressed beauty was wearing a prison uniform, staring in displeasure and despair at Emperor Jing's order, and her head was chopped off.

Blood splattered all over the ground, Kuang's heart trembled and he woke up from his dream.

The sky outside the window has turned white, it is already early morning.

Kuang Xin looked at the ice bone fan beside her pillow, could it be that it was guiding her to have such a dream?
On a big tree about a few hundred meters away from Ming's Manor, Ye Jin leaned against the branches and closed his eyes to rest.

The phoenix eye opened suddenly, and turned towards the direction of the Ming family's mansion.

"It really is her."

Ye Jin pressed her heart that was beating wildly, and a smile was drawn at the corner of her mouth.

"Do not worry."

Just as she was about to fly away, the phone rang. Ye Jin glanced at the caller, and her smile gradually disappeared.

"what's up."

"Are you still ashamed to ask?" There was a deep male voice trying to hold back his anger on the other end of the phone, "Don't touch your sister's things!"

Sued again? "Aside from suing, does she have other skills?"

"Don't be silly! Give her back the things quickly...you'd better take it easy and don't turn your elbows out, that's your own sister!"

"My younger sister?" Ye Jin Qi laughed a few times, her tone full of disdain, "She is Ming Zhengyuan's favorite now, so what does it have to do with those of us who can't see the light?"

"Why are you talking like that! She has her own considerations!" The other end of the phone seemed to be unable to bear it, and roared angrily.

Ye Jin held the phone far away in disgust, and plucked his numb ears, "I also have my own considerations, so don't worry about this matter, you can't care anyway."

Don't wait for the other end of the phone to talk, just hang up.

"When people get old, their brains don't work well."

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Xiao Yingluo and Zhu Yu stared blankly at Kuang Xin, who had plunged into the pile of archaeological scientific research reports and documents for a long time, and looked at each other in blank dismay.

"It's really rare to see such a devoted mind." Xiao Yingluo shook her head, playing with disappearing yesterday.

"Nonsense, your junior sister has always worked hard, unlike you, she just knows how to play." Zhu Yu preached like an old man, Xiao Yingluo stuck out her tongue and hid to the other side.

Kuang Xin flipped through the reports, which listed all the cultural relics unearthed from Concubine Yun's tomb.

In the last scene of the dream last night, the scroll that fell on the ground, she was 100% sure that it was "Splendid Peonies".

Since Concubine Yun couldn't forget her thoughts even before her death, with Emperor Jing's love for her, Hua should be allowed to sleep with her forever.

However, this painting was not mentioned in the list of burial objects.

After thinking about it, Kuang Xin called Xiao Feng.

"You mean paintings? ... There should be none in the existing burial objects. But I haven't finished counting the stolen box."

"It's a pity that the police don't have a clue yet. Even if there is the painting you mentioned, we will have to find it back."

After hanging up the phone, Kuang Xin frowned and looked out the window.

Have no idea...

(End of this chapter)