Sikong Lingge's chest tightened, stood up slowly, and moved slowly to the side-
There is a pot of Clivia there, and the flower pot is small. As long as the force is controlled properly, it should be able to knock the servant unconscious.
"Yes, I accidentally injured Fang Yiren during the day. I am here to apologize now..." Sikong Lingge said, and was about to lift the flower pot.
At this moment, the servant suddenly took a step and came up, his face less than ten centimeters away from Sikong Lingge.
When Sikong Lingge was nervous, the whole Clivia plant was pulled up directly, and the flowerpot was left in its original place-
Damn it!
I was so nervous that I even competed with her in potted plants.
Sikong Lingge was secretly not good, so he groped again with his hands behind his back.
The servant looked at her with a twitchy eyes, not sure if he was really awake or sleepwalking.
Sikong Lingge's face turned pale, and he was exploring faster.
The moment her fingertips touched the flower pot, the servant suddenly took out a bunch of keys from his pocket and shook them in front of Sikong Lingge.
"Sister Sikong, I'll give it to you."
Sikong Lingge was stunned and forgot to move, "Is this?"
"Aren't you going to see Miss Fang? This is the key." The servant shook his head and said.
"Key?" Sikong Lingge frowned, not understanding the servant's meaning.
"Miss Fang's room door was re-made by his wife. She couldn't get in without a key," said the servant.
I see.
Sikong Lingge wiped his hands and took the key.
"Miss Fang has a bad temper recently, so be careful with Miss Sikong." The servant told me.
Sikong Lingge swallowed with difficulty, "Okay... OK."
"Then... I'm going to sleep." As he said that, the servant walked away staggeringly, leaned against the wall, and fell asleep.
Sikong Lingge was there, looking at the servant who was slowly asleep, breathing a long sigh, and his tense body finally relaxed.
As soon as he relaxed, Sikong Lingge realized that his spine was cold and his clothes had been soaked in cold sweat.
It seems that the servant is not awake, but is sleepwalking-
She almost scared her to death.
Sikong Lingge breathed deeply, calmed his emotions and stood up.
He carefully looked at the two servants and confirmed that they had not woken up. He used the key and carefully opened the door.
There was no light on in the room, it was dark and cold and dark everywhere.
The cold white moonlight came in through the window, making the whole room look even colder.
On the bed, Fang Yiren fell asleep heavily, with a little drip on her hands, and her face was paler than the moonlight.
Sikong Lingge narrowed his eyes and remembered the purpose of coming today.
Keep the door closed and locked.
Sikong Lingge clenched his fists and walked slowly towards the bed step by step.
Ruddy...
Fang Yiren suddenly moved.
Sikong Lingge gasped for a cold breath and immediately squatted down, his heart trembling slightly.
She is not afraid of Fang Yiren.
Fang Yiren was so injured that she could not move at all. How could Sikong Lingge be afraid of her?
What Sikong Lingge was worried about was that there was an alarm device installed in the room, and as soon as it was touched, the alarm bell would be like that.
If there is really, how could she not attack the rice and suffer a great loss?