The man hidden in the smoke seemed to smile, his clean and neat jaw hooked a beautiful arc, and the slender and well-proportioned white hand under the wide-sleeved robe slowly lifted up and stretched out towards Jiang Ruotong.

It seems that the voice from ancient times is low and hoarse, full of sultry magnetism: "Madam, after two thousand years, I have finally found you!" ”

Jiang Ruotong's expression froze, and her eyes widened in confusion.

She subconsciously looked around.

The surroundings were still foggy and white, and she was completely sure that this was not the filming set of a costume drama.

Who can tell her where the hell this is?

Didn't she get into a car accident? Why is it here?

Who is this beautiful man in ancient costume?

Why does he call himself 'Madame'?

Countless questions flashed in Jiang Ruotong's mind.

Her eyes fell in a daze, and the beautiful big hand that appeared in front of her through the mist miasma made her heart palpitate, and she hesitated how to ask clearly.

"Zhao Meng, it's your former name, you are the princess of Zhao Kingdom.

I am Wei Chun, the son of Wei and your husband! The man in ancient costume, that is, Wei Chun, said.

Wei Chun, the son of Wei during the Warring States Period, was the youngest son of King Wei.

Wei Chun, who was praised as the 'unparalleled son' by the people of Wei, was brilliant, virtuous, and martial, and was the most beloved son of the King of Wei, and he was the jealous and jealous opponent of the prince's brother.

However, before Gongzi Chun, a new politician as dazzling as the sun, appeared on the stage of history and shined, he fell and died like a sun shot by his descendants.

When he died, he was only twenty-five years old.

After Wei Chun's death, I don't know what the reason is, and I haven't done it back.

He is like a forgotten soul of the underworld, witnessing the wheels of history rolling forward, witnessing the rapid ebb and flow of the world.......

In the baptism of time, he gradually became numb, looking at the strange world, he only felt infinitely lonely and sad.

The only person he remembered and missed was his wife, Zhao Meng, the woman he had loved and cherished since he was a teenager.

Wei Chun can't forget the sorrow of his wife following his footsteps for him to hit the coffin and follow him on the first seven days of his death!

What made him even more desperate was that after his wife Zhao Meng arrived in the underworld, she was arranged to enter the six realms of reincarnation, and the relationship between the two husband and wife was only a short seven years.

Wei Chun has been looking for Zhao Meng's reincarnation, but every time he can only look at her from a world until this time......

The eight characters of the two of them merged together, and through the psychic medium Mrs. Zhou, he once again concluded the fate of husband and wife, and he was able to come to her.

Jiang Ruotong had a 'ghost' expression, took two steps back, and her big eyes like black grapes couldn't help but flash because she was too shocked.

She thought it was incredible.

It's not April Fool's Day today, who is going to tease her like this?

"Nonsense!" Jiang Ruotong's delicate face tightened, and his expression was indifferent and mocking.

Wei Chun's eyes rippled with a hint of pampering, and he took two more steps forward from the misty smoke.

"The way of a gentleman is frank, and the way of a man who is sincere is also the way of a man!" Wei Chun replied with a smile.

Jiang Ruotong could barely understand the literal meaning, but her eyes became even more confused when she looked at the beautiful man in ancient costume.

Wei Chun knows very well that the times have changed now, and the lover in front of her is no longer the wife of the Warring States Period, and after several lifetimes of reincarnation, she naturally can't remember herself.

He was just about to open the enchantment to let Jiang Ruotong take a look at the past of the two of them, so that she could believe in his words, but before he could make a move, a dazzling golden light suddenly projected from the top of the white head, firmly enveloping Jiang Ruotong.

"Jiang Ruotong's life is not over, due to the mistakes caused by internal reasons in the underworld, the underworld has revised the book of life and death, and on the order of Yan Jun, immediately send Jiang Ruotong back to the yang world!" A long, cold voice came slowly from the depths overhead.

When the words fell, Jiang Ruotong was wrapped in golden light.

"Reluctant ......" Wei Chun couldn't help but shout out his wife's nickname, and his eyes as deep as the sea were as sharp as lightning, shooting straight towards Lu Ju.

"Childe, forgive me, I am also acting on orders!" Lu Juan lowered his eyes and bowed his hand, and his attitude was very respectful.

"This son wants to see Yan Jun, and Lao Lu will pass it on!" Wei Chun had his back to Jiang Ruotong and stood tall and jade, and his momentum was noble and compelling.

Jiang Ruotong heard the conversation between the two in a trance, but the dazzling light made her can't help but close her eyes.

Then, she felt the world spin for a while, and her chest was so painful that it seemed to tear.

In the morgue, a black wild cat jumps in from outside the windowsill.

It hunched slightly, its amber eyes glowing like two reflective glass balls in the dark night.

The black cat meowed twice, jumped up, and stepped heavily on Jiang Ruotong's chest.

A mouthful of turbid air erupted from his chest, and Jiang Ruotong whimpered.

Just then, there was a sound of footsteps outside the morgue.

Just now, another patient could not be resuscitated and was declared dead and needed to be temporarily transferred to the morgue.

After the morgue was opened, while the incandescent lights were on, Jiang Ruotong struggled to pull down the white bully that covered her head and face, which was so stuffy that she was about to suffocate again.

"Huhu...... Huhu ...... "Jiang Ruotong still couldn't stop panting.

In his ears, the screams were so sharp that they were piercing: "Ghost, deceive the corpse......"

Several paramedic medical staff were almost scared to pee, and they rushed out of the morgue with rolling and crawling.

......

Ten minutes later, all the lights in the hallway outside the morgue were on.

Several doctors on night duty came to the morgue with the security personnel in a curious and apprehensive mood.

When they saw the 'deceased' Jiang Ruotong who was struggling to breathe on the morgue and had a blue face, they were indeed taken aback.

But they believe in the spirit of science more than the nonsense of 'deceitful corpses'.

The first highly qualified emergency doctor named Huang Lixin saw such a thing as the wounded and sick 'coming back from the dead', and almost immediately identified the incident as the doctor's professional negligence.

But at this time, they can't make a big deal out of it, otherwise the reputation of their Hongfeng Hospital will also be affected.

Huang Lixin immediately put on a ventilator for Jiang Ruotong, and briefly checked Jiang Ruotong's body.

He turned his head to the two doctors who followed him and said, "Immediately sent to the emergency room and operating room for rescue, the injured still have vital signs." ”

After all, the two doctors had experienced the fright of 'deceiving corpses', and they both hesitated slightly at this time.

Huang Lixin immediately drank a sentence, pushed the eyes on the bridge of his nose and said, "The attending doctor who announced the death of this patient before must be unlucky."

Oh, if the family investigates the shock for death, I am afraid that his medical career will come to an end......"

The two little doctors trembled, looked at each other like an electric shock, and pushed Jiang Ruotong out of the morgue with their hands and feet.