The Cold King and His Spoilt Wife: His Genius Consort Is Breathtaking

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Panda Novel

"Run!"

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With a shout, everyone in the tomb ran out in panic.

Ashes had already begun to fall from the top of the tomb.

The entire tomb was shaking.

Xia Muqing stood at the innermost corner as she looked at the mural she had just found.

She was confident that if she had more time to study it, she would definitely be able to break through that era.

But now, the entire tomb was about to collapse.

She could only flee with the others.

They were about to run out of the exit.

No one noticed that thick white smoke was emitting from a small hole.

Xia Muqing, who was far behind, suddenly felt that she couldn't move or speak.

She remained in her position as she watched her teammates make their escape.

"Muqing!"

Someone standing outside realized that Xia Muqing was still standing at the entrance and he shouted for her.

When he reached out to pull her, the entire tomb collapsed.

Everyone watched as the tomb fell and buried Xia Muqing.

Xia Muqing could clearly feel her body being pressed under the rocks.

But strangely, she didn't feel any pain.

Xia Muqing looked at her body as if she was a bystander.

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With a flash of light, Xia Muqing lost consciousness.

When Xia Muqing opened her eyes again, she looked up at the curtains above her.

Was she saved?

But why wasn't she at the hospital?

Xia Muqing tried to move. Although her body felt a little heavy, at least she could move now.

She turned to look around the room.

What kind of filming location was this?

Why did it look so ancient?

Xia Muqing struggled to sit up with much effort.

She looked down at the ancient costume she was wearing and was stunned.

She had been working in the archeology field for years, and because of her job, her hands had never been that soft.

Xia Muqing felt her body and a thought came to her mind.

Could she have transmigrated?

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She saw a bronze mirror in the room.

Xia Muqing moved towards it and was shocked when she saw the face in the mirror.

Her face was so colorful that it looked like a palette.

But were the people of this era all like this?

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Suddenly, she felt a surge of heat coming from her body.

Xia Muqing hurriedly held onto the table beside her to prevent herself from falling.

She thought that the owner of this body was too weak because she was having difficulty moving just now. It turned out that she was drugged.

There was a sudden noise outside the door. Someone wanted to come in.

He definitely wasn't a good person under such circumstances.

Xia Muqing, who had yet to figure out what was going on, decided to escape.

She went to the bed and pushed it, but she failed to push it.

She endured the discomfort and hid behind the cabinet.

At that moment, the door was pushed open.

Judging from the footsteps, it sounded like a man.

The man entered the room and noticed that the person on the bed had disappeared.

He started to search the room in a panic.

As he passed the cabinet, their eyes met.

The air went still.

Xia Muqing and the man were shocked by each other's ugliness.

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Taking advantage of the man's shock, Xia Muqing picked up the rod she had just found and she struck his head.

Bang!

Xia Muqing threw away the rod in her hand.

She then glanced at the man who was lying on the ground.

What an eyesore.

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Xia Muqing started to wonder if the aesthetic standards in this world were weird.

Another wave of heat struck her.

Xia Muqing was already sweating profusely and her face was flushed.

"Ugh."

Xia Muqing couldn't help but groan softly.

Swallowing hard, she managed to steady herself.

What kind of drug was this? It was too potent.

It was still rather dangerous here, and Xia Muqing didn't dare to stay for long.

She stumbled out of the room.

Since there weren't anyone around, Xia Muqing randomly ran off in a direction.

When she reached a forest, she couldn't take it anymore. She stopped to catch her breath.

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She felt that she would be willing to sleep with that ugly man now.

This feeling was too torturous.

Cold sweat kept dripping down her forehead.

Actually, she was just imagining if that man were to appear before her right now.

She would probably still use that rod.

She really couldn't bring herself to do it.

Xia Muqing forced herself to take two more steps before she suddenly tripped and fell.

As she lay sprawled on the ground, she saw a pair of cold eyes.