As she gradually approached the courtyard where Yan Xiyu resided, her eyes seed to flicker with flas, and suddenly, she clenched her fist.
By this ti, it was completely dark, and the servant girls in the courtyard, after serving Yan Xiyu, were sleepy themselves.
Li Luo had lived in the Yan family for many years; to put it bluntly, she knew every plant and tree here like the back of her hand.
In the night, the Black Cloak was her best camouflage.
She didn’t go directly to the study but instead quietly pushed open the bedroom door.
Evading the dozing servant girls, she fished a handkerchief from her bosom and slowly approached the direction of the bed curtains.
...
Yan Xiyu had a dream.
In the dream, it was the ti when she had just arrived at the Yan family. The Yan Family Master found many tutors for her, and she learned to read and write with them, later beginning martial arts lessons.
At that ti, Li Luo, as her study companion, also learned along with her.
But gradually, she began to feel a sense of unease.
Because the tutors praised Li Luo, because Li Luo was more outstanding than herself.
This excellence made her panic, especially after hearing the Yan Family Master’s sighs of relief and lantation, the panic deepened further.
So, it was from that ti onward that she no longer let Li Luo be her study companion, but only let her do tasks like bringing water and washing feet.
Every ti she saw Li Luo showing a submissive expression of obedience in front of her, she felt a great sense of satisfaction, which comforted her imnsely.
The tiline in the dream was very chaotic.
Suddenly, she dreamt of her life before coming to the Yan family, when she was used to being a pickpocket, dressed in rags like a beggar all day.
At that ti, there were many children like her, and there was a Steward over them. Every day, the money stolen had to be handed over to the Steward, and personal hoarding was not allowed, or else it would result in a beating.
She was really miserable during that ti, she was so humble, she didn’t even have enough to eat.
Later, she encountered a family. It was said that the family originally had four people, but the family’s wife passed away, leaving only a widower and a pair of children.
The day she first t Li Luo, the little girl was impoverished, but nonetheless decent; at least she was clean, unlike herself who was always dirty.
She was a kind little girl, and when she saw beggars or vagrants, even if she could barely fill her own stomach, she would generously help others in need.
At that ti, Yan Xiyu thought, rather than benefiting those people, it was better to benefit herself.
So one ti, when the young Li Luo was bullied by nearby kids, Yan Xiyu stepped in, and from then on, as she had wished, Li Luo regarded her as the closest person.
Until a year later, their fates changed.
...
"Mmm! Mmm!"
Suddenly being covered over the mouth and nose, Yan Xiyu’s dream was interrupted, and she had no choice but to wake from her slumber.
The first thing she saw was a shadow, then she clearly saw the features of the Cloak person hidden in the darkness.
Was it Li Luo? She wasn’t dead after all?
"Mmm!"
She struggled, but Li Luo’s face was expressionless and numb, both hands overlapping, using the handkerchief to cover her mouth and nose, pressing down with force and pressure.
Yan Xiyu sensed sothing was wrong, she inevitably inhaled the contents of the handkerchief, she felt her blood surge, and in an instant, her internal organs seed to begin burning.
This wasn’t the Knockout Drug, this was poison?
Cold sweat stread down Yan Xiyu’s face at once, and her heart raced, suddenly reaching under the pillow, grasping a dagger, and fiercely stabbing at Li Luo.
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