Seeing that Bu Xiu was also lost in thought, Mu Tiantian snapped her fingers in front of him. "Young Master Yu, what are you thinking about?"

"N-nothing..." He saw Mu Tiantian dressed in the drunkard's clothes, let her hair down and then tied it up again, and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Let's disguise ourselves." Mu Tiantian straightened her clothes.

Bu Xiu also noticed the two people who had been stripped naked and quickly stood in front of her to block her view.

Mu Tiantian asked, "What's wrong?"

"How could you, a young woman, strip them both naked?"

“I don’t like them, let’s embarrass them. Didn’t you hear them say that they were using the name of Beimingchuan… your Xuanbing Pavilion to dine and dash? They played with the girls and didn’t pay. I can’t stand this kind of thing the most.”

After finishing her indignant speech, Mu Tiantian quickly changed the subject and asked, "Can you disguise yourself?"

Bu Xiuyi raised an eyebrow slightly, "I'll help you disguise yourself."

"No need, just give me the tools I need for the disguise."

Bu Xiuyi gave it to her, and looking at her skillful disguise, he couldn't help but say, "You know what? You really look like someone I know."

Mu Tiantian paused for a moment, then continued.

She asked, "Who?"

She is the one I love.

Upon hearing this, Mu Tiantian accidentally pinched her own flesh while pulling at her cheek, crying out in pain, "It hurts so much!"

"What's wrong?" Bu Xiu asked worriedly as he stepped forward to check on him.

Mu Tiantian quickly moved away, trying to relax and telling herself that Bu Xiuyi must be lying to test her.

"I'm fine." Mu Tiantian smiled. "You really are a notorious womanizer. You must have fooled quite a few girls with that."

“That woman was truly the one I loved. It’s just a pity that I didn’t have a chance to tell her my feelings before she passed away.” Bu Xiuyi’s eyes were filled with sadness.

It looks very real, not like someone is lying.

However, whether what he said is true or false...

She couldn't take it seriously, and sighed, "That's really a pity."

"You really look like..."

“I am not her,” Mu Tiantian interrupted Bu Xiuyi.

Serious and decisive.

Bu Xiu was stunned for a moment before saying, "Yes, you are not her."

"Can you still recognize me?" Mu Tiantian asked him after she finished disguising herself.

Her almond-shaped eyes have become smaller, and her skin is much darker than before.

He looked like an ordinary scholar, except for his slightly larger black eyes, which were otherwise unrecognizable.

Bu Xiu also shook his head.

"That's good." Mu Tiantian asked, "Does your Xuanbing Pavilion... need anyone else? I have nowhere to stay and I'm penniless. You can take me in for one night."

Bu Xiuyi suddenly lowered his head and moved closer to her, the smell of alcohol on her clothes mixed with a faint milky fragrance.

Even the scent is exactly the same.

Mu Tiantian seemed startled by his action, taking a large step back to create distance between them. "What are you doing?"

Bu Xiuyi smiled slightly, his beautiful peach blossom eyes full of laughter, and straightened up to walk forward.

Mu Tiantian stood there, puzzled.

What does he mean?

Seeing that she hadn't followed, Bu Xiuyi turned around and called out, "Miss Xing, don't you want to find a place to stay?"

Upon hearing this, Mu Tiantian quickly followed.

Half an hour later.

Mu Tiantian looked up at the archway with lanterns hanging on it, and could just make out the four large characters.

Wushuang Manor.

It's golden and so bright!

When she left, there was only a monument here, but now there's a memorial archway.

"Ice Pavilion is here?" Mu Tiantian asked in confusion.

"Isn't this the place you wanted to stay? You can stay if you want."

After saying that, Bu Xiuyi led Mu Tiantian up the mountain steps.

Along both sides of the road, she could see dark purple flowers, which she had never seen before. She asked, "What kind of flower is this?"

"The Flower That Summons Souls"

Mu Tiantian found it strange, "There are flowers like this? Did you plant them specially?"

She sensed something was off as soon as she asked the question.

The Soul-Summoning Flower...whose soul does it summon?

Bu Xiu also said, "If you want to stay, don't ask any more questions."

Mu Tiantian asked Qi Tong: "What's the deal with this Soul-Summoning Flower?"

Seven-Symbol: [As the name suggests, it's used to summon the soul, to summon your soul.]

Mu Tiantian: [Summon my soul? No, summoning souls is impossible in this world, why would he believe in that?]

Qi Tong: [Because he's gone mad, he grinds this flower into powder and regularly administers it internally and externally to the corpse, along with an ice coffin. This not only prevents the body from decaying but also makes it elastic, like a sleeping person, and...]

Seven Tong: [After you died, he and your corpse... held a wedding ceremony.]

Mu Tiantian was shocked: [What?]

...

Inside the secret chamber of Xuanbing Pavilion.

In the center was an exquisitely beautiful ice coffin, emanating a chilling aura. Inside lay a woman with fair skin that glowed with a rosy hue.

She looked stunning in her red wedding dress.

There was just a layer of frost on her skin.

The man in the black robe removed his mask, walked to the ice coffin, bent down, picked up the woman inside, and carefully laid her down on the ice bed.

After a while, a man came in carrying a basin of water and placed it on the shelf next to the ice bed.

He glanced at the corpse, seemingly used to it, and stood respectfully to the side. "Sect Master, Yu Wuxin has not yet delivered the Soul-Summoning Flower."

Bei Mingchuan's subordinate paused slightly, straightened up, and asked calmly, "How late?"

"Two hours."

"When he arrives, tell him to come up to me. You can go now, and make sure the door is closed."

"Yes." Yi Xun withdrew.

He sighed after closing the stone door.

It's been five years already, and I have no idea when it will end.

In front of the ice bed.

Bei Mingchuan wet a towel, then sat on the edge of the bed and wiped the frost off her body.

“Master, I saw someone’s back view today that looked a lot like you. Their hair was as long as yours. Maybe it’s because I miss you so much that I see someone who looks like you.”

Bei Mingchuan spoke calmly, as if he were having a casual conversation.