In a dimly lit room, candles flickered.

Xia Qian walked on the blue-gray wooden bed, opened her eyes tiredly, and saw the figure of a thin old man by the flickering candlelight around her.

The man was dressed in a Taoist robe, holding a whisk in his hand, and silently recited a few words to her from a distance, taking a golden bell from his waist and shaking it in his hand.

She knew lip language carefully for a long time, and she could clearly see the movements on his lips, but she couldn't understand the meaning of his words. I only vaguely felt that the strange movements were a bit like the conjuring spirit in the TV bureau.

"Mage, what the hell is going on with my daughter?" A hurried, trembling voice came from behind the candlelight.

Mom?

Xia Qian's heart trembled, and the figure of her mother in the twenty-first century appeared in her mind.

She tried to sit up, but her body couldn't move as if it was frozen, and her throat was completely out of her control.

"I was born with a soul missing, I was originally just weak, but I lost another soul half a year ago, and now even the last wisp of soul has floated into the air, so I shouldn't be able to come back!" The Dao Master let out a long sigh and put down the bell in his hand.

"My coriander is only seventeen years old, she can't just leave!" The people outside couldn't help but cry.

The Taoist Master shook the dust a few times in the direction of the blue-gray wooden bed where Xia Qian was lying, and exited the room.

"Coriander - you let me in, I want to see my daughter!"

"Alas! It's rare to be born with a wisp of soul, your child has a special physique, I'm afraid that the two souls that are missing the day after tomorrow and the wisp that is born with less are some karma, so it's better to let her go! ”

As soon as the Dao Master's voice fell, Xia Qian's ears sounded her mother's heart-rending cry, and two lines of tears poured out of her eyes and fell into the bun.

She choked up, desperately trying to cry, but to no avail, the flickering candle flame faded before her eyes, and her mother's heart-rending cry grew farther and farther away.

"Whew-"

She frowned, and finally burst into tears.

"Xia Qian, Xia Qian, wake up!" Feeling her body shake a few times, she struggled to open her eyes.

The big red curtain, the light brown pearl of the night, Huo Zun's handsome face was reflected in her hazy teary eyes.

Dreams and reality were entangled, and when she remembered her mother's cry, her heart was sour, and she cried "wow".

Huo Zun's comfort made her even more irritable, and finally she wrapped herself in the quilt and cried.

He sat on the edge of the bed at a loss, and Bai Bing and Yu Nuan were anxious to become ants on a hot pot in the courtyard.

Mingyu was ordered by the Lin family to send the two to Fahua Temple to pray for blessings, and as soon as he walked into the house, he heard Xia Qian's grief-stricken cry, and he was so frightened that he stood at the door and didn't dare to speak.

Huo Zun turned his head and glanced at Mingyu fiercely, and said angrily: "Get out!" ”

Mingyu's body trembled, and she hurriedly knelt on the ground, "The old lady asks the young master and the young lady to go to Fahua Temple to pay homage to incense, and ask the young master to give me a word, so that I can return to the old lady." ”

"You can go back as much as you like, without my order, you are not allowed to step into the West Courtyard for half a step in the future!" Huo Zun said angrily.

Mingyu's face was stunned, and he cautiously retreated.

"Wait!" Huo Zun stopped her suddenly, picked up Xia Qian and pulled out the bloodstained sheet from the bed and threw it into Mingyu's arms, and said coldly, "Let's just say that the young lady is unwell and needs to rest for a few days!" ”

Xia Qian cried in the quilt for more than half an hour, and her mood gradually calmed down.

The psychological pain passed, and the physical discomfort began to overflow.

She stuck out her head and tried to sit up, but she felt that her upper body was sore, and her legs were numb and barely conscious.

Fingers grasped the futon, she slowly got up from the quilt, leaning weakly on the head of the white jade bed.

"It's cold on the head of the bed, if you want to sit, I'll get you a cotton cushion!" Huo Zun said as he wrapped the quilt around her.

Her eyes fell on the neatly folded clothes at the end of the bed, and Huo Zun took the clothes one by one to help her put them on her body.

It was only then that she noticed the shocking kiss marks on her body.

The sight in the dream had stripped her thoughts and emotions from reality, and the strawberries on her body and the pain in her body only stunned her for a moment, and did not make much waves in her heart.

He helped her put on her shoes and covered the strawberry marks around her neck with a long fox fur collar.

"It's cold outside, you can rely on the bed more, I'll go get a basin of hot water to wash your face!" Huo Zun said and walked into the bathroom.

Xia Qian lifted the quilt and slid to the edge of the bed, her feet had not yet fallen, and her legs were soft and directly on the ground.

The sharp pain in a certain part of her body quickly overwhelmed her, and when she was carried back to the bed by Huo Zun, a layer of cold sweat appeared on her already painful forehead.

"Xia Qian, how are you?"

She looked at him numbly, and after being silent for a long time, she bit her thin lip and muttered three words: "I...... Urgent! ”

"I'll take you!"

Carried back to the bed by him again, Huo Zun took off her shoes and socks, took a thick cotton cushion for her to lean on the head of the bed, and washed her face and hands with warm water.

"You have injuries on your body, lie in bed and rest for two days, and I will stay at home to take care of you. Tell me what you want to eat, and I'll make it for you! ”

Xia Qian's thoughts were completely stuck in another world, and she heard his words in her ears, but she didn't enter her heart at all, and her empty eyes stared straight at the bed above her head.

"I just paused for some bird's nest, you wait for me to ride it for you!"

She took a deep breath and thought back and forth in her mind about the words of the Taoist priest in her dream.

- I was born with one soul missing, I lost another soul half a year ago, and now even the last soul is floating in the air!

"I've been here for just half a year, and I think I wore a soul on this body when I was sick half a year ago. If I die now, can I return to the modern era, and the soul that floated into the air can also return to its place? Mom, you're waiting for me! ”

She said a few words to herself, and used all her strength to hit the head of the white jade bed behind her.

Boom!

With a loud bang, the head of the mutton fat jade bed, which was more than an inch thick, shattered instantly, and the blood bloomed from the white jade shattering a dazzling red lotus, and the bright red petals were imprinted on the snow-white walls, cracked jade, and gorgeous bedding, which were close to the human eye.

Huo Zun heard a noise in the kitchen, the dishes and chopsticks in his hand slipped to the ground, his eyes were stunned, and he immediately rushed towards the bedroom.

He stepped into the door and saw the jade on the head of the bed scattered on the futon, stained red by the blood on Xia Qian's head, and the whole person froze suddenly.

On the first day of the new year, the best doctor in Qinglong City was busy in the west courtyard of the Zhenguo General's Mansion for a day, and when he was leaving, he looked at Xia Qian and Huo Zun, and his tired eyes were shining with a strange light.

"Young Master Huo, your love for the young lady is now known to the whole city, but the word "pet" has to be well measured, the young lady's body is ...... She can't stand it! ”

Huo Zun has been feeling guilty since he opened his eyes early in the morning, and he has been looking at Xia Qian unconscious in a coma on the bed, as if his mind has been hollowed out.

As soon as the doctor said this, he wanted to hit his head on the brass screen and knock the brass screen out of a hole.

Xia Qian woke up on the night of the second day of junior high school.

When she opened her eyes, she found herself sitting in a bathtub, surrounded by the smell of mint and a faint scent of chrysanthemum.

"Awake?" A deep voice came from behind her.

When she met his soaked clothes and handsome face, which was covered with beads of water, she seemed to realize that she was soaking in the potion.

The smell of the water was refreshing, and there seemed to be no obvious discomfort other than a dull pain in the head.

"How are you feeling?" He tightened his grip on her arm and asked softly.