Luo Qingzhou was startled.
He wanted to put down the bronze mirror in his hand, but for some reason, he suddenly felt as if his body was frozen and he could not move.
At the same time, he felt weak all over. His body was light and swayed. He felt like he was smoke and about to float upward from the ground.
He could not control his body. He widened his eyes and looked at his distorted face in the mirror. He realized that the face had also begun to float up like smoke.
At the same time, a bone-piercing chill assaulted him!
"Young Master! Young Master! There are many lanterns in Moonlight Rain Court. Qiu'er and the others said that Second Young Miss had already left. When are we leaving?"
At this moment, Xiao Die ran into the small courtyard excitedly.
Luo Qingzhou's body trembled and he suddenly woke up.
He stared at the mirror again. Other than the dark and gloomy atmosphere, his face did not change at all.
