She made a gesture that it was okay and sent Song Yi away.

The ring had lost its smell, and the pungent smell was now very faint. It was night before, and there was something covering the ring, so she didn't see the whole picture clearly.

Now it has been washed so clean that there is not even a fingerprint left, and the patterns on it are all visible.

On one side is a vulture with a snake in its claws, and on the other side is a few feathers holding up the sun.

Under the sun, there are uneven reliefs, symbolizing mountains, rivers and land.

In the ancient history of the Xia Kingdom, the sun, moon and stars were given a very mysterious color. Unexpectedly, this was not only true for the Xia Kingdom, but also for the tribes in other countries.

What’s funny is that in order to sell the ring at a good price, the seller actually let Ou Yezi take the blame.

When did Ou Yezi go to a foreign country to become the chief of a tribe?

When she thought of this, she couldn't help laughing out loud.

Song Yi came back carrying things.

As soon as I got in the car, I saw her smiling.

"What are you laughing at?"

She put the ring on her hand and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with a smile.

"I laugh at how terrible it is to be uneducated!"

After Song Yi asked about the allusion, he couldn't help but laugh out loud.

She remembered what she had heard from others.

"I once heard from the street storyteller Lao Chen that many chiefs and leaders in tribes have many wives and concubines. They may have more than a hundred wives and hundreds of children."

She shook the ring on her hand and said, "If I wear this ring and find that tribe, can I also have three palaces, six courtyards and seventy-two concubines?"

Song Yi said coldly: "Places like that are very backward. I heard that in some places, the entire tribe has only one piece of clothing to wear. Are you sure you want to go?"

She immediately declined.

"Forget it. Let the real chief enjoy that kind of blessing."

Song Yi laughed unhappily, took her hand and looked at the ring.

As they held on, the fingers began to clench.

"Your original ring is missing, this is just the right replacement."

She didn't expect Song Yi to be so perceptive.

"When did you know my ring was missing?"

Song Yi held her hands in both and placed them in front of him.

"That was something passed down to you by your great grandfather, and you always carried it with you. When you came back, your fingers were empty, so it must have fallen off."

She nodded, not caring about her hands being held at her waist.

Calmly analyze the whereabouts of the ring with him.

"It must have fallen into the river."

Song Yi put his hands together and wrapped up her hand and the ring.

"It's okay, it's just a ring. You have such a dexterous hand, if you want the original style, just find a mold and make it back to the original style. Great grandfather won't be angry with you because of this."

Her palms felt hot and she tried to pull them out, but they were held tightly.

"Atang, I'm a little worried about Ji Zong." Song Yi said in a deep voice.

She glanced at the person who closed his eyes unhappily and said, "If you're worried, go over and take a look."

Song Yi said in a very light voice: "I'm sleepy, I'll take a nap, call me when we get there!"

She glanced at the pale scholar-like face and saw two dark and blue shadows under the eyes.

"You didn't sleep at night, did you go out to steal? The dark circles under your eyes are so obvious. If you don't know, you would think I punched you in the eye sockets twice."

Song Yi put her arms around his shoulders, slowly leaned over, and slowly, tentatively lay on top of her.

"I had a nightmare and couldn't sleep!"

The hand that was about to push out made a circle and fixed itself on his chin.

"Go to sleep quickly, while I'm in a good mood!"