In her previous life, Bai Ying'er swore that she would never fall in love with anyone again, but Mo Junli's appearance disturbed her heart that was already a pool of stagnant water, and in her previous life, she also swore that she would never cry for those men again, but now he still made her squat on the ground and hug her head and cry. Tears fell to the ground one after another, like beads with threads, and in a short time a puddle appeared on the ground like a small puddle after rain.

Ye Hanyin has always believed that there will always be a rainbow after the rain when the dark clouds disperse, and she can change the status quo and prevent everything from happening, and she can wait for the rainbow that belongs to her. But when she felt that the clouds were lifting, the expected rainbow did not appear, and she waited for a storm even more than before.

Finally, for that body of Jiangnan smoke and rain covered the world, after Rong Hua thanked him, but one time, the mountains and rivers were forever silent.

For the first time, Ye Hanyin felt unprecedentedly confused, at this moment, she and Mo Jun were separated by a room of distance, but in fact, they were indeed separated by a sea of blood. If Ye Hanyin chooses the clansman, does crying mean that she wants to give up Mo Jun and leave? But in the past two lives, for decades, he was the first person to make her feel at ease and feel warm, she was unwilling and unwilling to give up this lover who had threatened to stay with her for the rest of her life. If it is the opposite, then will she not become the unfaithful, unfilial, and selfish person? How will her parents, her deceased people, rest in peace under the Nine Springs?

Thinking about it, the night cold sound woke up from the dream. She sat on the bed, panting, a nightmare for her.

Ye Hanyin turned over and got out of bed, thinking about all kinds of dreams in front of the dresser, but the moment he raised his eyes, he caught a glimpse of a familiar stranger in the bronze mirror.

Ye Hanyin looked closer at the person in the bronze mirror, it was a new face.

The girl in the mirror stared at herself, it was close to night at the moment, the beating candlelight reflected her side face, her complexion was as crystal clear as jade, like a new moon halo, like flowers and trees piling up snow, when she was quiet and leisurely, she was tender and beautiful. The body is the same white shirt as before, and the surroundings are like a light cage of smoke, and he is really not a person in the world.

Although the previous face was beautiful, it was the beauty of the small jasper, but the face in front of him had an indescribable beauty, like the nobility of the Nine Heavens Xuannu, and like the elegance of the lotus flower out of the mud without staining.

The beauty is like jade, the beauty is He Li, the beauty is like a hibiscus flower, one looks at the city, and then cares about the country!

The girl saw in the mirror that there was a girl lying on the bed behind her who was dressed like herself, and a trace of thought leaked between her eyebrows.

Her eyes flickered: Now I am no longer a white shadow, but a real night cold sound.

The girl on the bed had gradually woken up, and Ye Hanyin said to the man through the mirror: "I borrowed your body to repay my soul many years ago, you are the real white shadow, and now we are finally separated." And in the valley, you called me, right?"

"Well, because of you, I slept in my own body, and I lent my body to you for so long, how do I plan to repay me. White Shadow quipped.

Ye Hanyin also teased her: "Hehe, didn't I give you a wishful Xiaolangjun on the back mountain of Qingfeng Temple, you woke up once at that time, right?"