Chapter 45: Resurrection of the Soul by Borrowing the Dead II

Xing'er gently grabbed her wrist and asked lightly, "What's your name?"

"The maid's name is Zhang Jasmine!" Jasmine replied in fear, this dragon concubine gives people a feeling of oppression!

"Write your birth date on a piece of red paper, drop a drop of blood, and burn it!" The poison I gave you during the day can lead your soul to another body that has just died, and from now on you will live as another person, if you are willing to live with your father-in-law, you can let him know about it, and if you are already disappointed in him, please rot in your stomach!" Xing'er tapped at the center of her eyebrows, and branded a red mark!

Jasmine opened her mouth wide and looked at this fairy-looking nobleman fixedly, what she said, but the truth? Xing'er smiled warmly, dispelling her doubts, "Do as I say, there is not much time left, you decide not to let your husband know, I am gone, if there is something in the future, you can go to the palace to find me!" Xing'er got up, there was a trace of evil in her eyebrows, so that Jasmine could not explore its true or false, Xing'er walked to the door, turned around again, the hairpin fell to the ground, turned into a green shadow, she glanced at the green lotus and the merry genius lightly," You are here to help accompany her, and remember, the hour cannot be deviated!"

Green Lotus responded: "The slave knows!" Jasmine propped herself up and bowed slightly to Xing'er, this life-saving grace, she remembered it in her heart!

Xing'er nodded and opened the door, but saw Li Xiuran kneeling at the door, he raised his eyes to look at Xing'er, and kowtowed deeply again, he heard everything!

Xing'er didn't expect him to dare to eavesdrop, maybe he really loved his wife, so that the always cowardly scholar dared to offend the princess, she felt a little comforted in her heart, Jasmine finally kept the clouds open and saw the moon!

When Xing'er left, Li Xiuran hurriedly ran into the study, wrote Jasmine's birthday, and then hurriedly ran back, with pity in his eyes, "Lady, I'm going to bite your finger, you endure the pain!" Jasmine nodded tearfully, closed his eyes and handed his fingers to him, he stroked her frozen fingers, his heart trembled, how long has it been since he had seen her well, the former round face has now been reduced, and there are fine lines at the corners of his eyes climbing, twelve years of husband and wife, the days of really being by her side, maybe less than two years, but she has no regrets to guard this home for him, the long night is cold, did he ever know?

Biting it gently, she didn't frown, she just looked at her husband stupidly, the bright red blood dripped on the red letter, and it was rendered in an instant, like a plum, deep and shallow in that bloody dusk!

He took the brazier, and the green lotus hurriedly said: "She must burn it with her own hands!" Li Xiuran still has a fear of the green lotus, hearing her reminder, he can't help but be grateful, and the fear is a little less, he picked up Jasmine, walked to the brazier, Jasmine burned the red letter with her own hands, the firelight reflected her pale face, there was a beautiful blush and shyness, she leaned on Li Xiuran, and asked faintly: "If I am attached to an ugly woman, maybe an old woman, will you still recognize me?"

"No matter what, I'll take you home!" The plain words were the most beautiful language she had ever heard, and she was satisfied, women, what she needed and asked for was so simple!

She lost her warmth in his arms, although she knew that she would come back with another identity, but she still couldn't help the heart-rending pain in her heart, fortunately it was fake, what if it was true?