strictlysupreme Chapter 25 Capsized in the gutter
Chapter 25 Capsized in the gutter
A van drove from the Imperial University to the airport. This was Ge Xiaoxiao and Han Wenqian's first time at the scene, so they were extremely excited and asked all sorts of questions along the way.
"Professor Song, whose royal tomb could it be?" Han Wenqian asked, taking notes in a notebook.
Han Wenqian really learns from everything he goes!
Ge Xiaoxiao was also very curious and listened intently.
Not only them, but even Wu Chen dared not make any hasty conclusions this time.
The tomb dates back more than two thousand years, and there are very few records about the history of Yuan Tan.
"I'm not sure either; we'll have to see it for ourselves before we can be sure." Wu Chen's eyes were filled with barely concealed excitement.
Throughout the entire process, only Yun Yao remained calm, taking out a baseball cap and putting it on her head, then closing her eyes and pretending to sleep.
She wasn't interested in anyone's grave, and the name Yuan Qin itself made her very uncomfortable.
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When they arrived at the airport, Wu Chen showed the airport staff the certificate with the national approval document, and then someone led them to board the plane through the green channel.
Yun Yao glanced at the certificate that Wu Chen treasured, a dark glint flashing in her eyes. This thing was surprisingly useful; she'd definitely make Luo Hong get one when she got back.
After boarding the plane, Yun Yao looked around at each seat.
"Won't it be crowded if they all sit together?" Yun Yao asked.
Han Wenqian, who was walking in front of her, suddenly turned around, as if he had heard some harsh words, and looked indignant.
"Does the Yun family charter an entire plane for you every time? Oh, I forgot, just because the Yun family isn't good enough doesn't mean others aren't," Han Wenqian said sarcastically.
When Yun Yao first trended on social media, they didn't know her yet and naturally didn't pay any attention.
But they can't ignore the recent trending topics even if they want to: the Yun family's illegitimate daughter made a high-profile appearance at an auction, outshining all the other beauties!
Only then did they realize that Yun Yao was a member of the Yun family.
But they're just a third-rate family, what gives her the right to be so arrogant? It's nothing more than relying on her sugar daddy!
Thinking this, Han Wenqian's gaze towards Yun Yao became even more hostile.
"Han Wenqian, you're sick, get treated as soon as possible!" Yun Yao retorted directly.
Ge Xiaoxiao, who was following behind her, chuckled and gave Yun Yao a thumbs up when she saw Han Wenqian's frustrated expression.
At first, Yun Yao thought that airplanes and cars were the same thing, but when the object, which resembled a giant bird, slowly took off, she was shocked.
Isn't this a flying mount? Wow! It can carry so many people! And it's much faster than my hoverboard.
I must make Luo Hong buy me the same flying mount later!
Thinking this, Yun Yao looked out the window. She had been happily thinking about buying an airplane, but suddenly felt a wave of nausea and her mind began to feel dizzy.
What's wrong? Yun Yao closed her eyes, her face looking extremely pale.
Ge Xiaoxiao, who was sitting next to her, noticed Yun Yao's unusual behavior and woke her up.
"Yun Yao, what's wrong with you?"
"It's nothing," Yun Yao shook her head.
"Are you airsick?"
Yun Yao: "..." What a disaster! Did I really capsize in a ditch?
After flying for so many years, she actually got airsick?
Yun Yao turned to the side, her face full of displeasure.
With a slight movement of her fingers, an invisible column of air flowed from her fingertips, growing larger and larger until it finally held the entire plane firmly in place.
It took Yun Yao a long time to recover before the plane landed.
As soon as they got off the plane, they encountered many colleagues, all offering insincere greetings. Yun Yao was already starting to get impatient. Didn't Wu Chen and the others realize that the Imperial University team was being targeted? They were still foolishly greeting people.
"Professor Song, I'm not feeling well. Could I go back to the hotel first?" Yun Yao said directly.
Wu Chen knew that Yun Yao was prone to motion sickness, and seeing that her complexion wasn't very good, he immediately instructed everyone to return to the hotel first.
When Yun Yao arrived at the hotel, she first called Yun Zhengfeng to tell him her itinerary. After listening to Yun Zhengfeng ramble on for a few minutes, she hurriedly hung up.
Standing in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window overlooking the night view of the entire Nanxun City, Yun Yao felt a sense of familiarity wash over her again.
With a slightly somber expression, he dialed Luo Hong's number and made a video call.
"Grandpa!" No matter when you dial the phone, Luo Hong always has so much energy.
"Luo Hong, help me find out who was buried in Nanxun City?" Yun Yao's voice was low and hoarse, sounding slightly eerie in the night.
Luo Hong was stunned for a moment. Looking at Yun Yao's gloomy face, he felt that this was the prelude to a storm.
"Ancestor, I'll go investigate right away!" Luo Hong said respectfully.
"Ah."
With that, Yun Yao hung up the video call.
Looking at the gray sky outside the window, her mood was just as gloomy...