Best friends dressed up in ancient times to become mistresses? You run, I run too!

A thin layer of mist quickly welled up in Shen Ningzhu's eyes, her nose twitched, and her heart felt like it was being squeezed.

"Jiang Xuan Yan, do you know that if I hadn't insisted on returning to the modern world, Xiao Yi would be living happily with Song Han Chuan right now?"

"It's all my fault, it's all my fault."

"It's my fault that they separated on their wedding day, but I didn't mean to. I... I regret it so much now, sob sob, what should I do?"

"And you, I hate you so much! Even at a time like this, you still have the mood to think about those nonsense things. You bastard, you bad guy."

She did not fall asleep immediately last night.

Despite the long walk back to the villa, she was exhausted.

But thinking of Liu Zhiyi in her wedding dress, who had followed her here in a daze, leaving Song Hanchuan all alone in ancient times, how could she really sleep?

So, he tiptoed downstairs and went to find Liu Zhiyi.

Sure enough, as soon as I got outside the door, I heard suppressed sobbing coming from inside. The sound was muffled, low, and intermittent, and could not be heard at all unless you listened carefully.

It looked like it was seeping out from under the covers.

She knew that her best friend's composure and nonchalance were all an act, just to prevent her from feeling guilty.

At that moment, Shen Ningzhu felt a strong sense of guilt rise from the soles of her feet and quickly engulf her entire body.

It made her feel like she had a fishbone stuck in her throat and a thorn in her back.

Her best friend, whom she has known for almost twenty years.

But she had never seen her cry, let alone cry with such heartbreaking intensity.

Shen Ningzhu left silently.

She pretended she had never been there and knew nothing. She thought that since her best friend didn't want her to know, she would just pretend not to know.

From that moment on, her desire to help her best friend travel back to ancient times became even more urgent.

Her previously well-hidden emotions were shattered by Jiang Xuan Yan's actions.

Shen Ningzhu didn't realize that now she would show her grievances to Jiang Xuanyan, something she hadn't done at the beginning.

Unbeknownst to her, as she tearfully expressed her regret, Jiang Xuan Yan's eyes darted around rapidly, and he suddenly asked a question.

"You...want to go back?"

Shen Ningzhu was startled, with glistening tears still clinging to her cheeks, but she had no time to care about that at the moment.

She grabbed Jiang Xuan Yan's shirt fabric urgently and said,

"What do you mean by that? Do you have a solution?"

Jiang Xuan Yan's expression also turned serious. He quietly looked at Shen Ning Zhu without saying a word. Just as she was about to lose her patience, he said calmly,

"Yes, yes, but..."

"But what? Tell me quickly."

"Whether we go back or stay here, the three of us will be together, you understand?"

Shen Ningzhu fell silent.

Jiang Xuan Yan then explained,

"This pendant is called Soul Lock, and it is bound to its owner."

"It seems that it has three owners: you, me, and Liu Zhiyi. Zhuzhu, this shows that you and I are destined to be together in our past lives."

As for the extra Liu Zhiyi, Jiang Xuan Yan really didn't know what was going on with her.

Shen Ningzhu frowned.

"Just tell me how I can get back."

"On the fifteenth of the seventh lunar month, the Ghost Festival, at the third quarter of the hour of midnight, the blood of the most yin and yang is used as a guide and offered to the moon in order to forcibly break the seal of the jade pendant and achieve the purpose of time travel."

"I am of the purest Yin nature, and I can use the purest Yin blood. But where can I find the purest Yang blood?"

Jiang Xuan Yan never expected that Shen Ning Zhu, who had been entangled with him for several years, would still not know when his birthday was.