Adorable Psychic Wife Of A Wealthy Man

Chapter 2073

"Ding Dong! Ding Dong!"

Farreid rang the doorbell of the Dragon King's house in the middle of the night and waited for a long time until the door opened.

The one who opened the door was the tired and angry Dragon King Qingcang. He was wearing a nightgown with messy hair. He glared at Farreid and snarled, "Why don't you ring the doorbell if you don't sleep in the middle of the night! Can you disturb people's dreams? ?"

Falried folded his arms, held his forehead with one hand, lowered his head and sighed, enduring the dragon king's yelling, "Give me some of your clean clothes and pants."

"Neurotic!"

Longwang Qingcang slammed the security door shut with a bang.

Farreid looked gloomy and pressed his buzzing ears. When he was about to leave, the door of the Dragon King's house opened again. The Dragon King threw out a pile of his clothes, which were still new clothes with no tags removed. Without saying anything, he closed the door with a "bang".

When he returned home and entered the guest bedroom where Ninglinger was located, Farreid saw the carefree and friendly hand wipe his long hair with a towel, and persuaded: "In the society we live in today, there are very few There is a man with such long hair. Why don't you join the world and do it, I cut it for you? It’s better to be refreshed.”

Ning Lingge wore a tight and unfit T-shirt, a handsome and wild face under his bronze skin, a rebellious face, sword eyebrows and star eyes, and his hooked nose under the dim yellow light added a bit of hostility to his whole person. , But, under the gentle and friendly way of worshipping Wuyou, the guard and aggressive feeling in him faded a bit, but he looked like a ignorant person who had just entered the world.

Farreid threw all the new clothes from the Dragon King on the bench at the end of the bed, tearing off the tag one by one.

With the assistance of Bai Wuyou, Tining Lingge changed into clean and suitable clothes, and cut off his messy waist-length hair, because of Ning Lingge's rough and cold handsome face and his natural bronze skin. Bye Wuyou simply shaved him a clean inch.

It was not until Ning Lingge’s long hair was cut to expose her ears. They discovered that Ning Lingge’s left earlobe was wearing a pure gold earring with auspicious cloud patterns. It was a party item for the Xixia Dynasty’s ancestors of the Xixia Dynasty 900 years ago. The most obvious feature of the tribe is that their men can braid their hair and wear earrings. The Xixia Dynasty is located outside the Great Wall. Many Xixia men are galloping in the desert grassland. They are proud and unruly men.

Ning Lingge saw his brand-new look in the mirror and was very satisfied. He solemnly nodded towards Worry-free, and said thank you in gratitude.

Bai Wuyou, a part-time archaeologist, is now one of the chief directors of the Three Realms. Although he is Gong Siyu's right-hand man, but he has been resurrected. After completing the task for thousands of years, he completely idled and loved it as usual. Archeology, I like to collect and collect antique objects, and exchange experiences with colleagues in the archaeological circle. Now, a master from the mysterious ancient Xixia dynasty is in front of me. It is impossible for Wuyou to suppress the excitement and do not ask anything.

Bai Wuyou eased his mind, staring at Ning Lingge with a faint smile. Xiao Nianqing, his wife, came to urge him to go home several times. He ignored them and patronized Ning Lingge with Farreid. After taking care of it, he gave a light cough to relieve his embarrassment, bit his head, and asked bluntly: "How could your Excellency be in Li Yuanhao's tomb?"

Bai Wuyou has listened to Farrid briefly, that what is hidden in the Yuanhao imperial mausoleum is not the deity of Li Yuanhao at all, but this Ning Lingge.

Whenever he mentioned "Li Yuanhao", Ning Lingge's sharp eyes flashed with disgust and hatred, and he shook his head, "I don't know."

Bai Wuyou murmured again: "However, according to historical records, the emperors of the Xixia Dynasty were buried in the area of ​​the Western Xia imperial mausoleum in the Helan Mountain. The tomb of Li Yuanhao should actually be the Xixia Tai Mausoleum. It was only a few decades ago. After excavating secretly, it was discovered that it was just a cloak tomb. Yuanhao’s imperial tomb was not Tai Ling at all. They thought that this time the master and the others had found Li Yuanhao’s real tomb, but they didn’t want to know that the people buried in it... turned out to be..." The prince Ning Lingge who killed his father and cut his nose.

Farreid leaned against the bedpost, standing lazily, "I don't know the history of your country, but when this guy came back with us, he treasured his sword and jade pendant, and he should have lost his memory. Some things are remembered, some things cannot be remembered."

And those two objects, right now, happened to be beside Ning Lingge.

"Can I see your jade pendant?" Bai Wuyou politely looked at Ning Lingge, for fear that he would be wary again and asked kindly.

Ning Lingge hesitated for a moment, and felt that Worry-Free Worship was really good for him, and nodded, "Look."

Bye Wu You asked Farid to turn on all the lights in the guest bedroom, but the light was still not enough, so he called Xiao Nianqing, who was warm at home, and asked his daughter-in-law to help him use the magnifying glass of his archaeological research. , Precision flashlight and other tools were brought down.

When Xiao Nianqing entered Farreid's house with a cold face holding the archaeological tools of Bai Wuyou, with curly hair and dressing gowns, she entered the door cursingly, "I went home in the middle of the night and didn't sleep. Must soak in your house! What the **** is he doing?"

Farreid responded indifferently: "Don't worry, there is no fishy, ​​there are men in the family."

Xiao Nianqing: "..."

In Ning Lingge's guest bedroom, after Xiao Nianqing came, she was not used to seeing so much hair on the ground because of her obsession with cleanliness, and began to tidy up.

While sitting at the desk on the window sill studying Ning Lingge's butterfly jade pendant, Bai Wuyou smiled and looked at Ning Lingge and introduced: "That's my wife. We are both older than you. We are called aunt, uncle, and brother. , Call your sister-in-law whatever you want."

Ning Lingge sat cross-legged on the side of the bed, looking at Bai Wuyou in astonishment, "You... are all older than me?" His eyes were dark and cold. "They said I died more than nine hundred years ago. Now I When I wake up, I will be over nine hundred years old."

Xiao Nianqing glared at Ning Lingge irritably. Although he didn't know where the fight came from, he was 80% mentally related to his master and wife. He didn't dare to deviate. He could only complain: "You are nine hundred years old. We are also older than you! In this room, this brat is smaller than you."

The brat Xiao Nianqing said was Farreid.

Ning Lingge tried to digest the messages in the love words of Bai Wuyou and Xiao Nian, and after a long while, he understood one thing.

I thought he was the weirdest one, but now it seems that whether it is the two superbly beautiful men and women, or the room at the moment cleaning up the remaining hair on the ground, or the gentle man who studies his jade, or With green eyes, these people all look extremely young, but... they are weirder than him.

Bai Wuyou is concentrating on observing the butterfly jade pendant with a high-powered magnifying glass under the table lamp. The gold fringe of this jade pendant has been oxidized and blackened and needs some treatment to restore the previous color, but the butterfly-shaped jade pendant is well preserved.

(End of this chapter)