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The East China Sea has always been a famous city in ancient times, and it is the land of gold dust of the Six Dynasties, and many famous ancient buildings in China have been left here.

Chu Yao drove Song Wanqing in Paramela and came directly to the East China Sea Museum.

The Chaotian Palace, where the museum is located, was built thousands of years ago by Wu Wangfu.

The change of dynasties does not reduce its majesty, and it is the largest and best-preserved group of ancient buildings in Jiangnan.

“How did you come up with the idea to visit the museum?” After Chu Yao bought the ticket, he stood in front of several antique buildings with large roofs and asked Song Wanqing beside him curiously.

“I like this kind of ancient human history, don’t you think it’s charming?” Song Wanqing looked at him with a gentle smile and said.

“Humanistic history is indeed quite attractive, but I didn’t expect you to have a female Wenqing heart.” Chu Yao said with some amusement.

“Aren’t I a host now? Naturally, you need to know more about the local ancient culture, maybe you will use it one day. Song Wanqing flicked a coquettish roll of her eyes to him.

“Then let’s go inside.” Chu Yao waved his hand and took a few steps forward, only to find that she did not follow.

Looking back, she was still in place.

“What’s wrong?” Chu Yao looked at her strangely.

Song Wanqing Danfeng had a cunning light hidden in his eyes, and said, “You dropped something.” ”

Chu Yao glanced at the ground, touched the wallet and mobile phone in his pocket: “Is there any?” My stuff is there. ”

Song Wanqing couldn’t help but laugh, stretched out her white arm like pink lotus, pouted her small mouth and said, “It’s me.” ”

What a leprechaun! It seems that she had to be poured with androgynous wine to make her appear in her original form.

Chu Yao shook his head funny, took her snow-white little hand, pulled her to his side, and walked forward together.

The Donghai Museum is very large, covering an area of more than 130,000 square meters, and is a pattern of “one courtyard and six halls”, namely the history hall, special exhibition hall, digital hall, art museum, intangible cultural heritage hall, and Republic of China museum.

The collection of cultural relics extends from the Paleolithic period to the contemporary era;

both national and regional; There are both palace heirlooms, archaeological excavations, and some of them come from social collection and donations.

They are all treasures of previous dynasties, and treasures that have attracted the attention of academic circles at home and abroad.

Whether it is bronze, jade, ceramics, gold and silver vessels, bamboo and wood tooth horns, lacquerware, silk embroidery, calligraphy and painting, seals, inscriptions and statues, etc., all literary items are available.

Each variety has its own historical series, which is the most direct witness of the historical development of Chinese civilization for thousands of years.

Song Wanqing obviously did her homework in advance, and every time the two walked in front of a cultural relic, she would softly explain to Chu Yao the characteristics of the cultural relic and the historical story behind it.

The two strolled around until noon, and then walked out of the museum.

“If you were asked to travel back in time, what would you choose to do?” Song Wanqing squinted and smiled and tilted his head to ask him.

“It must be to overthrow the royal family and become the emperor yourself.” Chu Yao said as a matter of course

“Why?” Song Wanqing’s eyes looked at him brightly.

“Do you still need to ask, the emperor’s harem is three thousand beauties, who doesn’t want to be the emperor.” Chu Yao said as a matter of course.

“You’re too mundane.” Song Wanqing glared at him angrily.

Chu Yao squeezed her little hand with some amusement and said, “If I really become the emperor, I will definitely take you as a concubine.” ”

“Think beautiful.” Song Wanqing became inexplicably shy.

The two left the museum and casually found a place for lunch.

In the afternoon, we will depart for Qixia Mountain.

Qixia Mountain, known as the “First Mingxiu Mountain of Jinling”, has been a Buddhist resort since the Southern Dynasty, especially famous for the red leaves of the mountains in late autumn.

In late autumn, the maple forest is like fire, and the mountains are red, like a beautiful picture, as romantic and beautiful as its name.

Chu Yao and Song Wanqing sat on the same cable car and rose towards the main peak Fengxiang Peak.

The cable car occasionally swayed in mid-air because of the mountain breeze, and Chu Yao spread his arms and braced himself on both sides of Song Wanqing, protecting her in his arms.

“Is the company busy lately? I’ve heard my cousin praise you lately and tell me all about your deeds against Millikian. Song Wanqing bent her arm in front of the bear, her pretty face was a little red and she casually asked the topic.

“It’s okay, but I guess I’ll be busy later, because I’m going to hold a domestic Yu-Gi-Oh competition.” Chu Yao also felt his heartbeat plop and throb, and said with a hot face.

Moreover, because of Song Wanqing’s height of one meter and seven meters, her head is exactly at the position of her mouth, and with the heat she breathes on her neck, she feels [itchy] [itchy].

“So how is my cousin doing in your company?” Song Wanqing also felt that his heartbeat was a little flustered, and his face turned red and continued to ask.

“Very good, thanks to the person you found for me, now that the company has her, I don’t have to do many things myself.” Chu Yao smelled the faint white blue fragrance on her body, and suddenly had a dry mouth.

“That’s good.” As Song Wanqing spoke, she quietly raised her head, but it happened that Chu Yao was looking down at her.

The four eyes are opposite each other, separated by a distance of less than ten centimeters.

Chu Yao could see the water traces in Song Wanqing’s eyes, as well as the slightly [trembling] eyelashes.

“Wanqing…” Chu Yao couldn’t help but call her softly.

Song Wanqing’s cheeks turned red, she gently closed her eyes and raised her snow-white chin…