The night was dark and the wind was high, Shen Mixiang suddenly remembered this sentence in her mind, she was not very bold, but at this time she felt even more frightened, she secretly pulled a hairpin from her head, and her heart beat like thunder.

She had heard before that there were always flower thieves in Yanzhou, could it be that this flower thief dared to come to the prefect's mansion to commit crimes?

Her hands trembled slightly, and she even saw the slender figure of the man under the moonlight, it seemed that it should be a man with good skills, Shen Mixiang nervously clenched the hairpin in her hand, and the expression on her face was very tangled.

The moment the man climbed through the window, the hairpin in her hand stabbed through.

I never thought that there would be ten people here......

"The Great Prayer Perfumer" Chapter 447 The Flower Thief is hitting in his hand, please wait a moment,

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