The Law of Transmigration: The Black-Hearted God’s Domineering Love

I was a little touched by the love between the two of them, but I didn't expect that he would live a new life and immediately forget about the deep love in the past.

"It's not Queen Zhou, it's Queen Duanrong." In the dark night, the bellows-like voice sounded again.

However, this time it sounds a little better than the one in the tomb. If the requirements are not high, it will not be so ear-piercing.

Duan Rong... It seems that he really loved his queen back then.

And he is still so concerned about the fact that he said the wrong title, so the feelings should still be there.

Looking down at the ingenious hairpin in her hand, Luo Liyan continued to speak: "Then why does King Zhou Qing keep following me? Do you want me to help you resurrect Queen Duanrong? I will He's just a third-generation shop owner from a small antique shop, but he doesn't have such great abilities."

She waited for a long time, but did not wait for the thousand-year-old rice dumpling to say anything.

But based on the cold and gloomy glances from the side, Luo Liyan was certain that King Zhou Qing was still by her side.

"Your Majesty, for those who have no merit and are not rewarded, I have put this hairpin here. You'd better take it back quickly, lest Queen Duanrong finds out about it and will be unhappy." As she said that, she put the hairpin in her hand. When he was on the desk, he turned around and crawled back into bed.

When the gentle breathing began in the room, a light breeze blew through the curtains, and calmness soon returned.

Under the dim moonlight, a man wearing a black gold silk dragon gown and a jade wall belt around his waist appeared beside the desk.

His fingertips gently rubbed the disappearing warmth from the hairpin, then he put it to the tip of his nose and inhaled hard.

The special fragrance that had disappeared for thousands of years made him slightly close his eyes in obsession.

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In the next three days, Luo Liyan's life returned to calm.

She guards her huge antique shop every day and watches the people coming and going in front of the shop.

Although he didn't know where King Zhou Qing was hiding, his eyes were always on him every day.

"Dad, have you really not found anything new yet? My little antique shop has all been sold out..." Luo Liyan asked weakly among her family members while holding WeChat in her arms.

It actually doesn't matter whether the store opens or not. Anyway, in this business, they either don't open or they stay open for three years.

But in one month, it will be the tasting meeting of the domestic antique circle.

It sounds like a tasting event, but each family is required to bring out ten treasures to compete, and the one with the highest total price will be crowned the winner.

Although this boss will not give out any rewards or certificates right away, but it is like those who sell antiques and buy antiques... What's more important is that those local masters show the strength of their shops and the liquidity on their hands. It's generous enough to give them a good price for what they produce next year.

"It's okay, your grandpa and I have already searched again, and now we have three items. Don't worry, even if you don't get the top spot this year, it won't be too bad. If you really can't get more than half of the good things, these things Just save it for the tasting meeting tomorrow and then take it out." Luo's father comforted him patiently.

Luo Liyan knew that this was also the case, but maybe his mission would be completed soon, and whether he would still be in this world next year was a question.

"Okay, then I will continue fishing here, Mr. Jiang."