Suan Yi woke up. His long eyelids fluttered and the bright light shone into his skin, invigorating and urging him to wake up. In a sudden, fragments of memories flashed by, causing to trigger the deeply broken bones he had received from the fall. He was already anticipating it. Yet, when he unknowingly touched his chest, there was an incessant flow of red liquid. Petrified, an excruciating pain in his chest emerged.
Strange.
It should be a broken bone and not a severely wounded chest.
Suan Yi was horrified by his thoughts.
Unknowingly, maybe in his unconscious state, that friend of him stab him immediately to let him die.
But how come.
The chest area was meticulously wrapped with a heavyweight white cotton cloth and was already dressed up. Did someone already rescue him on the bone eater's well?
For unknown reasons, Suan Yi's eyes flashed in surprise. When he opened his eyes... what reflected into his eyes was a different time setting where the obvious ancient decorations were clear that he wasn't in his time era.
It shouldn't be what he was thinking, right?
The severe wound on his chest throbbed tremendously.
It couldn't be that he transmigrated, right?
What about his body? Did he really die during the fall? What is this place?
It didn't take long before his answers were answered. When out of nowhere, a child of barely 8-10 years old stood in front of him bringing a strong-smelling ginger congee soup. He has fair white complexion and a cloud pattern ribbon hanging on his head.
Fluttering on the light wind is the seemingly translucent white and indigo patterned robe with a piece of carved wood hanging on the waist. The whole person exuded an ephemeral youthfulness a child has; Fresh-looking and so young.
Suan Yi looked at him in disbelief: Oh no! He better not be what he's thinking...
Next second, a small sweet voice of a girl called to him in flurried steps and upon getting in contact with him, immediately pounded on his body. The young girl was followed by a seemingly gentle person in a long raven hair with a golden design eagle brocade pinned on it.
"Martial Brother!" The girl shouted in glee and her face flushed in crimson red.
" Ai, this Second Junior Brother. You made this sect search throughout all the mountains and search the deep rivers just to find you. Where have you been these days? Sect Master is worried all those times when you are gone."
Suan Yi's face pale.
Fu*k.
Body possession is a very serious matter in the cultivation world! He needed to protect his identity in order not to get caught or he will be banished into imprisonment and his spirit might never attain the circle of reincarnation this time!
"CUT!"
It was the director's shout indicating that the scene is finished. He was satisfied with the acting performances of everyone that they shoot the scene just once.
Signaling the end of today's scene to the whole set, Su Ci Yi packed up Ling Mo's things.
When the set ended, it was almost midnight.
Everyone was so tired from the morning till night and thus was too exhausted that they just needed to only temporarily settled everything and went into their respective rooms to rest.
Su Ci Yi's room was situated a little far away among the rest. When she thought that it was Lia who was playing tricks again by trying to segregate her from the group however when she looked over the place she had a doubt.
The amenities inside were far from luxurious that she couldn't have imagined. She saw Ling Mo's room. Even if he is the main actor, he too had only a room that was a little bit decorated, but not elegant in its nature. If one may say, his room was the one indicated for an ordinary guest in ancient times. While Su Ci Yi might be the young master's room and the one that was being favored!
Isn't this a little overboard?
The canopy and fine linings of the curtain hanging on the bed were made of rimmed of golds. The soft mattress was fluffy and smooth. The decorative vermillion pattern was well preserved and there was even an archaic vase with a bunch of freshly picked flowers on it.
Did she just got switch from Ling Mo's room?
Ling Mo should be here and she should suppose to use his room, right? Maybe there was a mixed up?
All these thoughts ran rampant in her mind but she didn't let go of this opportunity and immediately lay on the bed of the sweet-scented room.
If there really is a mixed in, she will just return and inform them tomorrow.
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So, she did come back after all.
Baronette picked up the wine and made a full gulp. In doing so, some were spilled on her open bathtub. The crimson liquid mixed with water were like a pool of blood. But to the eyes of the one taking a bath, it was such a good scenery.
How long has it been?
Five years?
She was gone for five years, and she knew what might she do in those years. Only fools wouldn't know. Afterall, isn't she escaping to become strong and pull her sister into her obliviousness?
Such filial attachment, Baronette wouldn't able to understand.
Humans are really a slave of emotions on another.
Why not let her Su Ming be succ.u.mbed into oblivion and just let it go? In that sense, she wouldn't feel it as a hassle.
But instead, the woman decided to fight her head-on.
All right.
It's too interesting this way.
Anyway, there was no way that her single mortal life could compete against a thousand-year-old soul. Even the heavens were not able to hold her back.
There wouldn't be any problem. No one can stop her...
So long as he wouldn't interfere at all. He, that should be his lord, should sleep into the slumber beyond the ninety-nine depth of the hell and not wake up anymore.