That person's mouth curled up into a faint smile underneath their head shawl. Afterwards, the person flipped out of the window without turning their head back.
"Don't run!" Sixth Zheng hollered, chasing after the person.
At this time, the door was pushed open once again.
Qin Susu was stunned when she saw Mo Lian's faint projection slowly fading away before her eyes.
Afterwards, the black ferule returned to Qiao Mu's conscious once again.
At the same time, Qiao Mu's eyes opened wide, and she forcefully threw off her blanket while suddenly sitting upright.
Qin Susu, who was carrying a basin of water, paused, and her gaze changed as she swept the corners of the room. "Who had come?"
Qiao Mu swiftly got up, draping on a robe that she had dragged over in passing.
