Fairy, wait a minute

Chapter 564 Luo Rui 4
But before Luo Rui could take two steps forward, she suddenly covered her neck and fell to the ground with a loud "bang!" She looked frightened and her face gradually turned red.

She felt a pair of invisible hands on her neck, strangling her. She kicked her feet on the ground to resist, but the strength of the "hands" continued to increase.

Luo Rui felt that she was having difficulty breathing, out of breath, and her eyes felt strongly congested and swollen, as if she was hanging in the air, and her head was dizzy.

She used all her strength to turn her head and look at Qinghua and the ancient picture scroll. The next moment, her pupils dilated and she felt that the blood in her body was about to freeze.

The original pinch marks on Qinghua's neck were quickly fading away, as if they had never happened... and purple bruises gradually appeared on her own neck.

This is impossible, impossible! !
Luo Rui was on the verge of collapse at this time. She didn't care about anything else. She covered her neck and ran out of the room while crawling. She looked at the confidants waiting outside with a panicked look and was shocked.

"Miss! What's wrong with you!"

The waiter wanted to help Luo Rui, but Luo Rui instantly used her spiritual power to repel him and staggered to the ground.But she stumbled and immediately ran towards the chief's room.

Seeing that the young lady's condition was not good, the waiter got up and quickly opened the door. He saw Qinghua lying on the ground. There were still unfinished pastries and tea on the table. The ground was in a mess. An ancient scroll was lying next to Qinghua. , the image of the old servant is covered with a layer of dust.

The waiter followed the plan and quickly cleaned the floor, and then took away all the pastries and tea on the table.

She lowered her head and looked at Qinghua and the ancient painting. The young lady went out in a panic, which must have something to do with the ancient painting.The medicine of the milk cake was so strong that Qinghua could sleep until morning without any problem. The only strange thing that appeared must be the ancient paintings.

The waiter placed Qinghua on the bed and placed the ancient scroll in Qinghua's arms. She glanced around again, and when she saw that everything was in order, she stepped back and closed the door.

The lights in the Li Zhang's study were still on. The Li Zhang was flipping through ancient books under the candlelight, but he couldn't calm down to read. He kept worrying about Luo Rui's affairs and glanced out the window from time to time.

At this moment, a figure stumbled over from outside. He recognized it as Luo Rui, and quickly opened the study door and said happily, "How is Rui'er! Did it go smoothly? Did you get the ancient scroll?" "

Luo Rui was panicking all the way, and finally breathed a sigh of relief when she saw her father. Tears suddenly welled up in her eyes, "Daddy!"

She burst into tears, pointing to her neck with trembling fingers, and saw bright purple pinch marks there.

The director's expression changed drastically, and he said in a deep voice, "What's wrong, Rui'er? Did the pastry's medicine lose its effectiveness? Qinghua didn't faint? Rui'er, don't worry, dad will immediately send someone to take Qinghua and..."

Luo Rui recalled the fear at that time, and cold sweat continued to break out on her back. She interrupted, "No, dad...it didn't fail. Qinghua did faint. It was the ancient painting! There is something wrong with that ancient painting!"

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Early the next morning, Qinghua woke up from bed. She slept very deeply and had many nightmares. Her last memory was of eating cakes and drinking tea with Miss Luo Rui. She had no idea what happened after that. Remember.

Qinghua groped around the pillow and felt relieved when she saw the ancient painting lying on the side safe and sound.

The waiter knocked on the door and came in to help Qinghua wash up. Qinghua sat on the bed in a daze. The waiter wet the handkerchief with warm water and gently wiped Qinghua's cheeks.

"How did the girl sleep yesterday? The house prepared breakfast. I didn't know what the girl liked, so we each made something." The waiter's voice was gentle, and he looked at Qinghua with a smile, trying to find out more.

Looking up, it was Luo Rui's confidant last night.

(End of this chapter)