Depth of pampering: Poison tongue son loli mother

All the cultural relics in it did not show that they belonged to any dynasty in history, and the unearthed books also recorded an unknown dynasty. What is even more surprising is that through soil surveys, the age of these cultural relics is no more than a few decades .

The excavation team felt very disappointed. They felt that it might have been deliberately buried by veterans decades ago and used for counterfeiting, but it was abandoned for some reason.

Looking at the books they randomly threw on the ground, Ji Hua found that they were indeed very new, not quite like antiques.

She picked up a book and flipped through it a few times. It looked like a chronicle of a certain dynasty, but it really wasn't about a dynasty in history.

Ji Hua thought it was very interesting, so she took it away.

Putting the sword on the helicopter, Ji Hua stretched proudly: "You're done, let's go home!"

She started the helicopter easily, but Ji Hua never imagined that what she embarked on was not the road home, but the road to cross.

Damn, you can also wear it while driving a military helicopter, what a scam!

I have never heard of such a dressing method, the author of this article is absolutely crazy!

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After traveling for three days, Ji Hua finally decided to accept the reality of transmigrating to another world, but she didn't really want to accept the chattering old man in front of her.

He obviously looks like a fairy, but when he speaks, he is terribly verbose, her ears are almost smoking, why doesn't he feel thirsty!

"Old man, do you want to drink some water first?" She feebly took out a bottle of mineral water.

Wearing a blue robe, the old man with white eyebrows and long beard, stroking his beard with pretentious makeup, sighed sadly: "Thank you princess for being considerate of the old minister, but now that the tribe is in dire straits, how can the old man have the mood to enjoy it. The old minister will continue to talk to you, we The tragic history of a family, blah blah blah..."

Drinking saliva is called enjoyment. I dare to say that this old man has been drinking the northwest wind all year.

When Ji Hua saw his posture of preparing for the endless flow of the river, he wanted to hang himself.

Forgive her, she would rather hit her head to death and put it back on.

Seeing her getting angry, the blue-robed old man could only hold back his desire to talk about history aggrievedly, and began to pick up the key points:

The old man spoke in tears, faster than acting, and secretly glanced at Ji Hua from the corner of his eye to see if she was moved.

"Dog blood..." Ji Hua looked up to the sky and sighed.

Isn't this the plot of the betrayal of the fiancé and the confidant sisters that often appear in time-travel novels?

Often after the heroine is reborn, she will counterattack gorgeously, and then ruthlessly kill the scumbags, strangle the vicious sisters and stepmothers, and capture a lot of beautiful men under her skirts.