Reborn as the white moonlight of the tyrannical prince

Chapter 473 It's All Fake
Yitong was about to reply when he saw Liu Bingfan entered the yard, immediately put down the things in his hands, and ran to Liu Bingfan: "Miss, what do you plan to do with this wicked woman?"

Liu Bingfan went straight into the room, took a sip of tea, and said, "It's useless, throw it away."

Yitong was surprised: "Throw it away?"

Xiaodie cupped her hands and said, "I'll do it now, servant girl."

Xiaodie pulled Yitong aside, and after some explanations, Yitong's eyes lit up instantly, and she happily went out to make arrangements.

Liu Bingfan took the book of stories and nestled back on the couch.

Xiaodie took a cattail fan and fanned it aside.

Ru Lan took the embroidery and sat on a low stool beside her, glanced at the sorceress who was held up by someone, and disappeared in an instant.

Amazing.

The night is coming quietly, the crescent moon hangs high in the sky outside the window, the summer insects are chirping crisply, and a few stars are twinkling with the cold moon.

In the Shuixi Garden, a light breeze blows.

Two white figures slid past He Anqing's eyes.

He Anqing rushed out of the door and looked into the courtyard. A gust of wind blew by, blowing up a few leaves, spinning and falling.

He Anqing turned around suspiciously, two white figures hung upside down from the beams, staring at He Anqing with bloody eyes.

He Anqing backed away in shock, and regained consciousness, there was no one there.

"Liu Bingfan, I know it's you, don't think that if you accompany ghosts to scare me, I will be afraid." He Anqing shouted into the room.

"Ah, there are... there are ghosts..." Yaoxi suddenly stumbled out from the corner and backed away with a look of horror.

He Anqing stepped forward and slapped Yaoxi directly on the head: "The He family sent you such an idiot here. It's just pretending to be a ghost. There's nothing to be afraid of. Get up."

Yaoxi is not half as good as Yuhong, it's just that bitch...

Yaoxi got up trembling, and looked around tremblingly.

It is said that this yard originally belonged to Aunt Zhou, and it seems that it died in the hands of He Anqing, so Aunt Zhou came back to take revenge.

He Anqing glared at the courtyard, and when he returned to the house, suddenly the lights went out, and a row of small figures covered with silver needles fell from the beams and floated in the air.

Yaoxi, who was following behind He Anqing, looked at this scene and fainted from his eyelids.

He Anqing was also taken aback, she pursed her lips and stepped forward, reaching out to tear one off, but the villain backed away as if alive, and disappeared into the darkness.

He Anqing looked at the darkness in the room, and quickly went to turn on all the lights. The room was instantly bright, and there was nothing above the beams.

"It can't be true, it's all fake, I must be dreaming, the villain has been burned by Nanny Meng, how could it appear again, this must be a dream." He Anqing muttered to herself.

He quickly stepped forward and closed the door, ignoring Yaoxi on the ground, and went directly to bed to sleep.

"boom"

The window at the foot of the bed was blown open by a gust of wind.

Two white figures appeared, standing outside the window, looking straight at He Anqing.

One of them suddenly opened his bloody mouth, and shouted leisurely: "You give back my child, you give me back my life."

He Anqing's heart thumped, he reached out and picked up a candlestick and threw it out of the window. People also rushed over, and the two white figures disappeared again.

There is a pond outside the window, and it is impossible for people to stand there.

Only now did He Anqing realize that he was afraid.

Quickly fasten the window, the person slid down the window, hugged himself tightly, and watched the house with vigilant eyes all the time.

The candles in the room were brightly lit, but it looked gloomy no matter what.

(End of this chapter)