Bai Yueguang Was Reborn After Becoming Senior Sister

Yu Ling was suffering from illness and could not escape the fortune teller's words, and died at the age of sixteen. But unexpectedly, he practiced in the underworld for three years and was reborn back to the human world. All kinds of hardships, just for one person. Back then, when the Manxian Sect went down to compete in martial arts, only she and a cat were left behind on Mount Lin. After Senior Sister, the son of Tianjiao, won the first prize, Yu Jian immediately returned to the Immortal Sect and brought her candied haws and a small windmill. She remembered that short scene for a lifetime. But when she happily brought herself to her senior sister, she saw with her own eyes that her senior sister was holding a fairy sword against her neck. In her arms was a woman who looked exactly like her. "Don't even think about hurting her." Yu Ling: "...?" The dead Bai Yueguang himself was stunned. Three years of hope collapsed at this moment. Not to be outdone, Yu Ling burned the wooden protective plaque she carved in front of her and left without looking back. — Yu Ling, who was going through many hardships in the world, picked up a woman who looked exactly like her senior sister. They both had the same peerless face, but the only difference was that their personalities were very different. The senior sister is proud, and this person will do anything for her. The senior sister is extremely cold, but this person is always clingy. It wasn't until he saw the plum blossom mark on the back of her neck that Yu Ling truly realized that she was the senior sister, or the senior sister after losing her memory. Yu Ling: "You want me to take you in? I have no money." Yan Qingnian: "I can do anything." Washing and cooking, everything is done. So Yu Ling kept this free manpower. Just think of it as her repaying the debt for her original self. I didn't expect that the time would pass by. Yan Qingnian: "Can I sleep with you?" Yu Ling decisively refused: "No, I hate your face." Unexpectedly, the night he said these words, Yan Qingnian slashed his cheek with a knife in front of the bronze mirror. Yu Ling stopped him in shock and asked why. Yan Qingnian lowered his head, his cold eyes flashing with tears, like an aggrieved kitten abandoned by its owner, "Because you don't like it." I saw only one teardrop falling. Yu Ling no longer dares to say anything against her. — Late one night, during a lingering moment, a broken wooden sign fell, which was exactly the one that Yu Ling burned with his own hands. Yu Ling picked it up and looked at the burn on the back of Yan Qingnian's hand. "You...!" Before the question could be uttered, Yan Qingnian tightly wrapped his arms around her waist, unwilling to let go no matter what, his eyes were red. "Senior sister is wrong." "I was wrong." "Ling'er, don't leave anymore, senior sister, please." "..." Intention: One glance day and night for thousands of years