The ghost husband of Jinxiu's good fortune comes to the door

Chapter 55: Go Back in Time
Li Ruoxian took a deep breath, calmed down, and then said a word coldly, "Say!"

Yan Xingchen then said: "Now your mother's clues are all broken, I'm afraid you won't be able to find any clues in your dreams, but I can take you into her past through your mother's relics, and return time to the place where the incident happened. Today, we can find out what happened.”

Li Ruoxian raised her eyebrows, and then asked, "Then why didn't you say it before?" Isn't this method faster than entering her dream to solve the mystery, why didn't Yan Xingchen say it before, it wasn't because he was going around in circles with her all the time.

Yan Xingchen's expression was very innocent, and he shrugged and said: "This method is very good and cultivated, okay? It's too risky for me to take you into your mother's past. If the spellcaster doesn't have enough mana and can't control it well, you can just You will be trapped in a dream and never come out."

Li Ruoxian frowned, and then asked: "So what? You mean that your current cultivation base has not reached a certain level, and there is no way to use the trick you mentioned?"

Seeing Li Ruoxian's cool tone, Yan Xingchen knew that if he didn't show himself, he would be looked down upon by the woman in front of him. In front of the woman he loves, all men hope that they are strong, and so does Yan Xingchen.

Yan Xingchen coughed dryly and said: "Before, I was afraid of that evil spirit because I was seriously injured and didn't want to fight, but now I have gradually recovered my cultivation, Xianxian, don't look at me with such eyes, I'm not boasting .”

Li Ruoxian folded her arms around her chest, "Yan Xingchen, I doubt it. Which one of your words is true and which one is a lie?"

Yan Xingchen was speechless, is he so untrustworthy?
"Looking at the fact that you let my mother fall into a dream before, I will believe what you said for now." Li Ruoxian walked to the dressing table, opened a wooden box, took out a jade hairpin inside, and turned around and handed it to Yan Yan. In front of Xingchen, "This is what my mother always carried with her when she was alive."

Speaking of Li Ruoxian meeting Cui Shi in a dream, the corners of Yan Xingchen's mouth twitched involuntarily.

Yan Xingchen: Xianxian, the dream that you met your mother that day was just an illusion. I wanted to pry into the secrets of your heart, so I turned into your mother. If you knew, the person who was crying and hugging was not your mother. But me, will you kill me?
Yan Xingchen lowered his eyes and looked at Li Ruoxian's white as jade hand laying a Hetian jade hairpin. The hairpin was in the shape of a simple leaf with a line of small characters engraved on it, "Gift from Xianxian".

This was the birthday gift that Li Ruoxian chose for Cui Shi when she was 12 years old. In order to engrave letters on the jade hairpin, she specially found a master to learn it for more than half a month.

Yan Xingchen looked down at Yuhan, and seemed to be able to see Li Ruoxian holding Cui Shi's arm, looking up with a smile on Cui Shi wearing her birthday gift on her head, what a happy thing that was.

Yan Xingchen raised her eyes to look at Li Ruoxian, there was a faint mist in her eyes, and a sweet smile appeared on the corner of her mouth when she looked at the hairpin. At that time, she was held in the hands of her mother as a treasure, that was her life. The happiest and happiest time in my life.

But now that time flies, she can only see things and think about others, mother, Ruoxian really misses you, why haven't you been in my dreams recently?
Yan Xingchen coughed dryly and brought Li Ruoxian back to reality, "Xianxian, let's start now."

Li Ruoxian looked up at Yan Xingchen. Under the candlelight, Yan Xingchen's face was as sinking as water, his eyes were like stars, and the corners of his mouth curled up in a beautiful arc, which always brought positive energy to people.

Li Ruoxian nodded, she and Yan Xingchen began to have a tacit understanding, just looking at him seemed to have understood the meaning of his eyes.

The two sat facing each other. Under Yan Xingchen's explanation, Li Ruoxian set up a formation on the square table, and then placed the jade hairpin in the middle of the formation. The candle light flickered on one side, and Yan Xingchen's mouth He uttered a series of incantations, and with the sound of his incantations, Li Ruoxian's eyelids became heavier and heavier, and finally he lay down on the table and closed his eyes...

Yan Xingchen held Li Ruoxian's hand and floated forward. Li Ruoxian felt that her body was lighter than ever. She turned her head to look at the hands they held tightly. For the first time, she felt that Yan Xingchen's cold hand seemed to have The warmth made her heart feel more stable than ever before.

Apart from her mother, this was the first time she trusted Yan Xingchen unconditionally. He said that if the caster made a mistake, her soul would not be able to return to her body, and she would also become a ghost.

The cold wind whizzed past their ears, like a bottomless black vortex, and the light at the front became brighter and brighter. They traveled through the time-space tunnel to the day when Cui Shi fell ill.

Finally they landed on a rockery, Li Ruoxian looked down at the bottom of the rockery, this was her former home, Yan Xingchen really took her back three years ago.

The hands of the two were still clasped, Yan Xingchen enjoyed the rare time alone with Li Ruoxian, turned his eyes to look at her, with a smile on his mouth, Li Ruoxian was also looking at him with probing eyes.

The two looked at each other speechlessly, at this moment they heard footsteps approaching from far away, and their voices became louder and louder, "Sister, in fact, you should come out for a walk more often, look how beautiful the flowers are blooming in the yard! "

Li Ruoxian looked in the direction of the voice, and sure enough, she saw Li Qiumei and Cui Shi coming from the corridor. They walked side by side, looking like a pair of sisters, followed by two serving maids not far behind.

Cui looked a little tired, rubbing her temples from time to time.

(End of this chapter)