Once something happened to Bai Yueguang, he threw me out

Yinyue originally wanted to hang Zhao Xu out for the night, and then tell Zhao Xu the mystery of the sachet the next day.

Who would have thought that Yinyue slept with him from the previous life.

The last memory of Yinyue in her previous life was 15 years after she left Daning.

Yinyue remembered that he was dead, because of the centrifugation Gu that Zhao Xu planted on the back of his neck in the early years, he left early.

Before he died, Xue Shi's mournful cry still lingered in his ears.

After his death, his soul floated out of his body. He looked at Xue Shi who was about to cry and passed out next to his body, and wanted to hug him and tell him, it's okay, don't cry, but he found that he couldn't touch Xue Shi.

Oh, he forgot, he's dead now.

He was just a ghost, so naturally he couldn't touch Xue Shi.

He floated and floated to Daning.

He floated through a red wall and entered a room that looked like a rich house.

It was very noisy in that room.

From far away, he heard a burst of men and women's unstoppable crying, and a hoarse comfort.

"do not Cry."

Said the hoarse voice.

Listening to this voice, Yinyue felt a little familiar, but couldn't remember where she heard it.

Yinyue looked around and thought, where is this?

Why is he here?

After he became a ghost, his memory was much worse. He couldn't remember the grievances between Zhao Xu and him, and he couldn't even remember Zhao Xu.

Curiously, he floated into the palace, looked around, and then he saw a haggard middle-aged man on the bed with blue curtains.

The man seemed to be dying, and his eyes were covered with a layer of gray mist.

He looked at the man lying on the bed and thought, where have I seen this man before?

Yinyue unconsciously lowered her head and approached him for a careful look.

All of a sudden, the man seemed to be looking back, his originally gray eyes revealed the brilliance of life, he stretched out his arms to fish for the chest, but it was empty.

Yinyue was taken aback, almost thinking that she had been discovered.

The man who was empty, exhausted all his energy into the air and finally shouted: "Yinyue!" He opened his eyes and passed away.

Seeing this, the men and women who were already crying around the bed cried even more fiercely.

He heard the man calling his name before dying.

Yinyue fluttered in the air, thinking, he really knows me, otherwise why would he call my name?

He thought again, but I don't remember him anymore, this person died in front of him, it would be embarrassing for the two of them to meet and not be able to say his name after a while, I'd better float away as soon as possible.

Unexpectedly, after working hard for a long time, he found that his heels seemed to grow in this room, and he couldn't leave no matter what.

Helpless, he could only stare at the middle-aged man who had just died on the bed with his eyes open, waiting for his new soul to float out and say hello to him awkwardly.

Unexpectedly, after waiting for a long time, half a soul would not be able to float out of this new corpse.

He looked at the new corpse carefully, wondering why no soul floated out?

Is this person staring at his eyes and opening his mouth really dead?

Where did this soul go?

As he thought this way, his heart moved, and the environment suddenly changed.

He came to a farm cottage.

He saw a man sleeping at the gate of the small farmyard.

He took a closer look, and the sleepy man was exactly the middle-aged man he saw lying dead in that magnificent house just now.

However, the person in front of him is much younger and prettier than he looked just now?

He said, no wonder I didn't see your soul just now, it turned out that it floated here, but how did you float here?

In the house, Yinyue's familiar aura came indistinctly.

He entered through the door curiously, and saw his young "self" on the simple bed.

"I'm not dead?"

He was a little puzzled, a little suspicious.

Hearing the ups and downs of "myself" breathing forward, I suddenly spun, and he entered "my own body when I was young".

Opening her eyes again, Yinyue from her previous life came back.

In this life, Yinyue fell into a deep sleep.

Yinyue pushed open the door, and looked coldly at Zhao Xu who was lying soundly asleep at the door, and as he entered this "young body", memories from his previous life came back one by one.

Without saying a word, he took the scimitar in the hut and left the small farmyard that Yinyue worked so hard to build while Zhao Xu was asleep.

For Zhao Xu, for this hut.

He didn't have the slightest nostalgia.

Zhao Xu is still having sweet dreams.

In his bosom, there is still a sachet embroidered by Yinyue for him.

Little did he know that the hut behind him had long since disappeared from Yinyue's figure.