233 Brutal (Second Update)_2

Miss Qianqian tapped her head, "Ah, I forgot my poetry collection in the classroom! My Lord, please wait a moment. I'll go get it. There are a few lines that I don't quite understand, and I would like to ask for your guidance!"

With that, she swiftly returned to the women's school.

Her classroom was on the second floor.

By this time, most of the students in the women's school had left. The attic was deserted, and her footsteps seemed to echo all around.

As she opened the door, she saw the poetry collection covered with a handkerchief on the table. She sighed a sigh of relief, put away the handkerchief carefully, and cradled the poetry collection gingerly in her arms.

Prince An was still waiting for her, so she hurried out of the classroom.

Just as she was about to descend the stairs, a hand stretched out from the darkness, slowly reaching for her back, seemingly about to push her down the stairs.