Lu Li felt a little irritable inexplicably, there was a very sweet fragrance in this room, and she didn't like it.

Lu Li casually ripped off the wind chime and threw it aside.

Suddenly, a dark shadow flashed outside the window.

"Who?"

Lu Li sat up suddenly, grunting, and a bead rolled over.

A slightly gloomy child climbed in through the window, and his voice was low: "A-Niang doesn't like you to rip off her things." ”

Lu Li was stunned, "Who are you?"

"You're not Sister Mingxuan. The child said a bunch of strange nonsense, "A-Niang only likes Sister Mingxuan." ”

Lu Li didn't pay much attention to it, and watched the child pick up the beads and leave.

It's weird.

Lu Li leaned on the bed, groggily leaning there and falling asleep.

In the dream, that delicate and beautiful miserable face appeared, Xiao He decided to change his usual cold and arrogant appearance, and actually began to smile at her.

His eyes were full of pampering.

The face snapped over, breath spraying between her snorts.

"Lady~"

Lu Li's heart softened, as if there was a hot current flowing down, and his body was crispy.

The man's slender white hand gently pinched her nose: "Good~"

Lu Li trembled violently, and he was about to explain between this warm fragrant nephrite, this is really a "peony flower" to death, and she is also a ghost, she is about to be killed by this beauty.

At that moment, the face that leaned over changed suddenly, becoming so hideous, the man grabbed her neck, and the feeling of suffocation came immediately.

Lu Li clenched his hands violently, wanting to resist, and the surroundings were pitch black for a moment.

She sat up from her bed.

The pain in her neck was still there, and the room was pitch black, and she actually fell asleep like this.

The wind blew outside the window, the wind chimes jingled, and there seemed to be something in the house, Lu Li looked around vigilantly, making sure that there was no one, she got up, and didn't want to kick the things under the bed.

The candles were falling to the ground, and there were still burn marks.

What the heck?

Mrs. Lu didn't send anyone to call for dinner, and it was not too early to look at it, she lit the lamp, and when she turned around, she was startled by the two paper figures sitting there.

"Childish. ”

Lu Li stretched out his hand and was about to drag down the paper man, but found that it was strange, the two paper figures were exactly the same, and there was a tear mole in the corner of one of their eyes.

It's not a funeral, what to do with such a thing.

"Qingxuan?"

Just when Lu Li was surprised, the lady outside the door came in and handed the umbrella to Mama Wu beside her.

One-eyed, white-haired, with a slumped back, and a very hoarse speech.

As soon as I looked up, I stared at the two paper figures.

"The old slave should be damned, it was originally sent to the fourth girl's room, and I didn't want to send it here. ”

Mrs. Lu hurriedly walked over and reached out to grab Lu Li's hand: "It's okay, I'm scared of you?" Mama Wu didn't take the things down quickly. ”

"Yes, the old slave never thought that the fifth girl had returned, and this room was originally empty. ”

Lu Li didn't pay attention to them, her eyes swept around, there were a mess of candles on the ground, obviously there were traces of burning, and those paper figures, plus the tablet of the main seat.

"Mother, is this room Sister Mingxuan's horse?" Lu Li said softly, taking a deep breath and making a frightened look.

Mrs. Lu hurriedly denied: "How come, you have lived here for so many years, how can you be Mingxuan, you are twins, and you like to use the same thing since you were a child." Let's go, Daddy is waiting for you. ”

"This wind chime?"

Lu Li remembered to take it down, her neck hurt a lot, but she didn't notice where it was drugged, there was no problem with the pastries, and there was no big problem with the fragrance in the house.

The rest of the doubts may have something to do with the original owner's amnesia.

"It was given to you by Mingxuan, let it go, I often think of your sister, so I can take a look. ”