The person who was pointed at by the dagger turned a blind eye and took another step forward. Seeing the dagger piercing the cloth on Shang Heng's front and bright red blood oozing out, she immediately retracted the dagger and felt a little nervous.

Staring at the dagger she had taken back, Jiang Fuling felt a surge of frustration in her heart. The more she looked at the dagger, the more she disliked it. So she threw the dagger away. The dagger stuck firmly into the pillar of the corridor, emitting a cold light.

"You deliberately?"

She was angry.

And was very angry.

Shang Heng obviously realized this, kicked the bedroom door open, and finally let the person go.

He lowered his eyes, not daring to look at her, his voice still a little hoarse, "Fuling."

Jiang Fuling stood opposite him with a cold look in her eyes. This was the first time she looked at Shang Heng with such eyes. "What do you want to do next? Take off my clothes, and then..."

"No, you sleep here tonight. I'll go to the study."

Her words were immediately interrupted by Shang Heng, who spoke in a rather rapid pace. After saying this, Shang Heng stepped out and closed the door quietly.

Jiang Fuling stood there in a daze as she watched Shang Heng close the door.

She thought too badly of Shang Heng.

But she still didn't want to sleep here.

So Jiang Fuling pushed open the door and met Shang Heng's eyes who was standing at the door.

"..."

-

Jiang Fuling and Shang Heng sat face to face, feeling unprecedentedly awkward.

After a long silence, she finally spoke.

"Why didn't you go to court?"

This made her plan to escape while Shang Heng was in court impossible to carry out.

"I caught a cold."

Sitting opposite Jiang Fuling, Shang Heng said this without blushing or beating his heart, and was extremely calm.

Jiang Fuling's eyes were glancing around randomly, and she sneered when she heard Shang Heng's words.

You don't even think before you speak.

She was about to sneer, but suddenly changed her mind when she caught a glimpse of a figure.

She retracted her gaze and found that Shang Heng was about to look in the direction where her gaze had just rested. She hurriedly stood up and turned Shang Heng's head straight. She held Shang Heng's face with both hands, with a look of deep affection, "Why are you so careless?"

She held Shang Heng's face in her hands, her eyes showing deep affection, and she looked really worried about Shang Heng.

Seeing that Shang Heng had remained silent, Jiang Fuling asked again, "Are you feeling better now?"

Her voice was restrained and extremely gentle, completely different from the one she had when she yelled at Shang Heng last night.

Looking at Jiang Fuling's magnified face, Shang Heng suddenly didn't want to lie to her anymore. He stared into Jiang Fuling's eyes, his voice full of apology, "I didn't catch a cold."

Shang Heng originally thought he would see disgust in Jiang Fuling's eyes, but he didn't. Instead, Jiang Fuling's eyes lit up when he heard him say that, and then she said cheerfully, "Isn't this better?"

Shang Heng, who was originally in a low mood, was delighted after hearing this, "Really?"

Jiang Fuling said, "Of course it's true. Wouldn't it be better if you weren't sick?"

She asked him back, and after noticing that someone's eyes had shifted away, she was about to withdraw her hands from holding Shang Heng.

As a result, his hand was caught halfway.

The person who grabbed her wrist was none other than Shang Heng.

She was slightly startled and didn't bother to look at the man's expression. She hurried to look at Shang Heng, wanting to see what he was going to do.

Then she saw Shang Heng staring at her hand with a serious expression.

There were several small, crisscrossing wounds on the slender white wrist. The light was dim last night, and Shang Heng did not notice this until Jiang Fuling withdrew her hand.

The crisscross wounds were not new, they looked like they had been there for a long time, and even the marks had almost disappeared.

But even so, Shang Heng's expression changed when he saw it, and his voice was full of reprimand, "Why are you so careless?"

Hearing him say this, Jiang Fuling wanted to slap him.

She thought he was looking at something, but it turned out he was looking at the wound on her hand...

How dare you blame her without even asking who caused the injury?

If Shang Heng hadn't been unable to swim but had insisted on going into the water to chase her, would she have had these injuries?

Isn't it to save him?

Now, people are blaming her instead.

Jiang Fuling sneered in her heart, not noticing that someone was coming behind her.

The girl in the pink dress was walking towards this side step by step with a peaceful smile on her face.

As soon as she entered the general's mansion, she saw the scene here.

At first, the two men just sat face to face and did not do anything inappropriate.

When she saw it, she just felt depressed. Just when she calmed down, the girl who was sitting face to face with Shang Heng suddenly stood up and held Shang Heng's face with both hands!

Yes! He held Shang Heng's face with both hands!

How dare this person? How dare she have such close contact with Shang Heng?

If this only made her angry, then Shang Heng's next action of grabbing the girl's hand and staring at her hand with a serious expression made her jealous to the point of going crazy.

How could this be!

How could Brother Heng do this?

Qin Zhu immediately quickened her pace, wanting to see what kind of vixen sitting opposite Shang Heng was.

How much charm does one have to have to make Shang Heng, a man who is devoted to martial arts, take the initiative to care about him?

Jiang Fuling had no other intention in doing this just now, she just wanted to be a jerk.

The grudge between her and Qin Zhu had already been formed.

This person is Shang Heng's cousin. Her whole family sucks blood from Shang Heng's house and got a small official position in the capital.

If it were just that, Jiang Fuling wouldn't hate this person that much.

The other party not only wants to suck blood from Shang Heng, but even wants to marry Shang Heng and become the mistress of this family.

Just think about it. At that time, Jiang Fuling was also working hard for her own progress bar. She thought that since this was the case, the two of them would compete fairly, and whoever was better would be considered capable.

As a result, in order to prevent Jiang Fuling from succeeding, this person put many obstacles in her way, both openly and secretly.

This includes but is not limited to saying bad things about her in front of Shang Heng's family to disrupt her relationship with Shang Heng.

What made Jiang Fuling most angry was that she once spent all her energy embroidering a peace amulet for Shang Heng, thinking that Shang Heng would be so moved that the progress bar would jump to 100%?

As a result, Shang Heng had just received the amulet and had not yet had a closer look at it when she snatched it away and cut the amulet into pieces.

Yes, it was cut into pieces.

In front of Jiang Fuling and Shang Heng.

This action did not make Jiang Fuling mad. She mixed a bottle of poison with the system on the spot and threw it into Qin Zhu's bowl.

She got seriously ill from food poisoning and was bedridden for seven days.

Even after doing this, Jiang Fuling still felt unsatisfied.

If it weren't for this person's interference, Jiang Fuling felt that she would have succeeded and escaped long ago.

That's why he did what he did when he saw Qin Zhu.

If you don't kill the other person with anger, you should at least make him sick to death.

"Brother Heng, who is this sister? To make Brother Heng care so much about her, she must be a great beauty... Ahhhhh, ghost!"

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