Beautiful wife is the best: rich husband has deep routines

"Is that true? I just want to hear what kind of nightmare can scare you so much."

Shan Yuting didn't delve into it further, but he already had three points in his heart.

"Hey! It's annoying to see you!"

Because of the nightmare, Jiang Zitong didn't sleep well in the second half of the night, so his nerves were naturally weakened, and all kinds of discomfort followed.

Soon, she climbed back on the bed and went to catch up on sleep.

Shan Yuting squinted with Jiang Zitong for a while longer, and after she was fully asleep, he tiptoed to the study with his mobile phone.

"A meeting at three o'clock in the afternoon."

Shan Yuting sent a message in a group called "Four Great Families". As for whether the other people in the group will reply immediately, he doesn't care, as long as the people in the three o'clock group appear .

Afraid that Jiang Zitong would be unwell, Shan Yuting asked for leave for her, so that she could sleep as long as she wanted, and she was not afraid that someone would come to urge her to go to work.

Before going out, Shan Yuting told Uncle Ling and Aunt Ling to make Jiang Zitong a stew of oxtail soup for supplementation. After feeding the big wolf and the second wolf, he went to the company.

This busy, Shan Yuting was busy until two o'clock. Although he had arranged a meeting meal, he still asked Zheng Qiwei to order another snack for himself.

So, when the meeting at three o'clock started, Shan Yuting ate small wontons in chicken soup while making video calls with everyone.

Jing Moqing was the first to go online. He saw Shan Yuting eating small wontons with a soup bowl. He was stunned and thought he had joined the wrong group.

"Are you still eating at this point? Sure enough, married women and men don't pay attention to body management anymore."

Jing Moqing sighed unceasingly, just when she was about to continue making fun of Shan Yuting, Yi Han went online, and she also laughed at her.

"Master Shan, how many meals do you eat a day? I'm afraid the small belly will turn into a big belly!"

"Why did I hear a trace of jealousy? Isn't Qingzi married too?"

Murong Cheng's voice suddenly appeared faintly, planning a chat between Jing Moqing and Yi Han.

Seeing that everyone had arrived, Shan Yuting didn't hold back, and directly sent a bomb message to the other three.

"My wife, I had a nightmare last night, and I was quite frightened. Fortunately, there is the An Shen Talisman given by Father Yi, and I feel much better after drinking the water from the Talisman."

Murong Cheng clicked his tongue: "I said, if you have something to say, don't show your affection here. I don't know that Xiu En'ai dies so fast!"

"Did you ask anything?"

Because Yi Han knew some antecedents, he ignored Murong Cheng and asked Shan Yuting.

"My wife can't remember the specific content. But... she mentioned the blood of the saint and the saint, which can open the imperial tomb."

The three people in the group who were joking and joking with each other suddenly became quiet.

"What do you think?"

After Shan Yuting finished eating the small wontons, he also drank a few mouthfuls of chicken soup. Zheng Qiwei's newly discovered small wontons in chicken soup are quite good and delicious.

The group was always quiet, no one spoke, and the faint sound of breathing proved that everyone was still online, and it also proved whether it was a still picture or not.

"I'm afraid it's a nightmare, and it didn't happen suddenly. You can find someone to check, is there anyone who does things and guides them on purpose."

Murong Cheng shook the smoke at his fingertips, and said with a heavy face: "Our four families have been guarding the same secret since our ancestors. It's just that all kinds of strange things recently point to someone who is investigating this secret. For a lifetime, I don’t know if I can keep it.”

"It must be guarded!" After wiping his mouth, Shan Yuting lit a cigarette for himself, but simply lit it, "The royal family finally gave birth to a daughter with holy blood. If the secret is revealed, the imperial tomb will be destroyed again." It's on."

Yi Han propped his chin with his hands: "The last time it was opened, it is said to be 300 years ago? The saint married the sixth prince, and not long after, the whole house of the six princes was slaughtered? It always feels like there is some connection..."

"Jiang Zitong, in the dream there is the blood of the saint and the saint. The royal family, 300 years ago, the saint was killed and the blood was taken."

After Jing Moqing drew and wrote on the paper, he strung together the clues: "The key words of the two things: holy woman and holy blood. They all match up. As for the holy fetus...shall we go and look it up together? Ancient books?"

"I have an idea, which is not very mature. It is: Jiang Zitong, the little princess of the royal family of country Y, with holy blood, is the reincarnation of a saint 300 years ago? It works. However, having an induction is not a good thing..."

As soon as Yi Han's voice fell, several people on the line fell silent again.

"Brother Solitary, what do you think?"