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Ye Qingli's fingers suddenly rested on the boy's collarbone. A dark red birthmark shimmered in the morning light, shaped like a blue luan with spread wings. Her pupils shrank suddenly, and the true energy from her fingertips overflowed uncontrollably, causing small ripples on the young man's skin. Lin Qiu was awakened by the sudden sting. What comes into view is the carved nanmu bed top, a few rays of morning light leaking between the tassel curtains, and a cold fragrance that has never been smelled floats in the air. He tried to push himself up, but found that the meridians all over his body felt like they were filled with lead. Don't move. A cold female voice came from the right. The woman wearing a moon-white skirt was lowering her eyes to check her pulse. The flowing cloud pattern embroidered with silver thread on her wide sleeves shimmered as she raised her hand. Lin Qiu noticed that the jade pendant hanging around her waist, the Yin and Yang Pisces, was exactly the same as the one he wiped in the antique shop before traveling through time. Memories flow like a tide. Three hours ago, he was in the pawnshop warehouse in the modern city. The ancient jade that was said to be a burial object of the Ming Dynasty vassal king suddenly glowed with green light. When he opened his eyes again, he was falling from the Baizhang Waterfall and was caught by this woman in the air. You can still survive even though your meridians are cut off... The woman suddenly raised her eyes, ice-blue light flowing in her eyes, and said This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.