Quick Wear: She is the White Moonlight

A name is a special symbol and the simplest spell.

"There's no need to be polite between you and me. You can just call me by my name, Qi Xun." Qi Xun said to Yue Bai.

Yuebai took the rouge in her hand, nodded and called out, "Qi Xun."

Qi Xun slightly curved his lips and said, "Go back. Try not to go out during the next Spring Festival. I will explain to you after the Spring Festival."

Looking at Yuebai's leaving back, he couldn't tell what he felt. The pain from his heart became more and more obvious. Qi Xun knew that he would need a heart transplant after the Spring Festival, but he seemed unable to use Yuebai as a sacrifice.

Qi Xun always felt that necessary sacrifices were necessary. He never pitied the sacrifices. He said that it was for the people of the village, but in fact he knew that what was important was the inheritance, and no one was important. Qi Shu said that he was indifferent and heartless, and he never denied it, but it seemed that this time, he could no longer take it for granted.

His mind told him to stay away, but he couldn't help but want to get closer, like a moth flying into a flame.

At this time, Yuebai walked to the corner of the path, looked back at Qi Xun, smiled and waved at him. The afterglow of the setting sun fell on her, giving her a layer of gold, like a goddess who was being enlightened by Emperor Nuwa and was about to ascend to heaven.

She was so holy that she seemed not to belong to this mortal world. She turned around and waved as if saying goodbye to this world. Qi Xun suddenly felt flustered for no reason. He unconsciously took half a step towards the light before he reacted.

"Qi Xun, next time..." He didn't hear clearly what she said about next time, and saw her turn around and disappear in the light.

Qi Xun took a deep breath and took back the half step he had taken.

After the Spring Festival, the people in the village will be more eager to have Qi Xun's heart replaced, and everyone will calculate whether there is enough time. Yue Bai naturally knew this, but she guessed that she was about to match Chan Meng.

During these few days, when his memory was restored, it was time to leave, so after Yuebai returned, he really did as Qi Xun said and never went out again.

Qi Xun listened to her progress in dreaming every day. He was impressed by her talent, but at the same time worried that she would feel sad when she thought about it. After all, her parents and her past were not all smooth sailing.

Finally, Yuebai developed the Dream Chanting half a month before the Spring Festival.

"When do you plan to use it?" Qi Xun asked as he closed the bamboo slips in his hand.

The man in black bowed his head respectfully and replied, "The girl seems to be planning to take it right after it's made, because... because the girl said she wanted to know it sooner..."

Before the man in black robe finished speaking, Qi Xun stood up. For the first time, he was confused and could not control his worry, so he went straight to Yue Bai's residence.

He knew too well how Yuebai's mother betrayed her people step by step. Mei Jing was extremely paranoid and thought that Yuebai's life in the past must not have been very happy.

Finally arriving at the door, Qi Xun knocked, but there was no movement from inside. He pushed the door open with a creak and saw the person inside lying quietly on the bed with his clothes on, already asleep. On the table was a cup of cold tea and some remaining dream-binding powder.

Qi Xun dipped some powder on his hand, put it under his nose and sniffed it lightly. It was indeed Chan Meng correct. It seemed that Yue Bai had really developed it. But that didn't matter. As long as Chan Meng corrected it, he just had to wait for her to wake up.

So he sat down next to Yuebai, pretending to be willing to accompany her. At this time, the man in black robe who had just arrived stopped at the door, but did not enter. He just stood outside the door silently.

Yuebai has fallen into a dream at this time. At the beginning, it was a gorgeous palace. It should be Mei Jing or the favorite concubine. When Yuebai was still young, there was snow outside and the palace was warm.

Yuebai looked down at her own small hands and estimated that she was only about five or six years old at this time. She was kneeling on the soft carpet, surrounded by a group of palace maids.

"Yuebai, are you happy today?" A pair of big hands picked her up from the ground. Yuebai looked up and saw a young man wearing a black dragon robe. He should be her father.

Before Yuebai could say anything, a gorgeous woman in rich clothes walked out. It was Mei Jing in her youth. She was extremely beautiful, like a blooming red spider lily.

Yuebai seemed to be able to only feel but not control this dream. She felt the warm interaction among her family, but her heart was calm.

[Bai Hu, bring that great wizard Qi Xun in for me.]

Those who sit high on the altar should certainly taste the ups and downs of life.

When Baihu heard Yuebai's order, he immediately walked in from the window and made eye contact with Qi Xun who was sitting at the table. Qi Xun intuitively felt danger, but before he could react, Baihu swept his tail and Qi Xun lost consciousness.

When he regained consciousness again, Qi Xun knew that this was Chan Meng's dream. As for whose dream it was, it was obviously Yue Bai's, because this was the Nanyu Palace.

But he seemed to be in Yuebai's body, feeling the warmth of his mother's arms. This person was Meijing. Could Meijing also be so gentle at times?

When Qi Shu was a child, he had secretly envied Qi Shu who grew up as a normal child. At that time, he had to hide his existence. He felt that he should not exist. Later, he slowly seemed to become the one in control, but Qi Xun was still indifferent and not like a real person. Originally, he had never been treated as a human being.