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"Who is it?" Meng Youning didn't see who it was and kept craning her neck to look outside.

Sang Luan's eyelids twitched, and she quickly pushed Meng Youning's outstretched head back, grimacing as she forcefully pulled her down, lowering her voice, "Don't go, it's Feng Hengzhi!"

“The one next to him,” Sang Luan moved forward slightly while still in a half-squatting position, “looks like Qi Ran.”

Meng Youning exclaimed, "How did these two end up together?"

"Yes." Sang Luan's face scrunched up. "Aren't these two at odds? How come they've shown up together?"

Meng Youning clasped her hands together, her brows furrowed, and tapped her fingers lightly on the table.

She then turned to the side and silently pulled the curtains tightly shut.

She sat down, a hint of worry between her brows.

Meng Youning: "How do we do it?"

"Don't panic, don't panic." Sang Luan held Meng You Ning's hand. "They don't know we're here."

Sang Luan's eyes flickered slightly, but her expression calmed down considerably. The next moment, she leaned closer to Meng Youning and whispered a few words in her ear.

“Okay, let’s do it this way!” Meng Youning nodded emphatically.

She subtly lifted the hem of her dress, revealing a small part of the curtain in front of her, intending to leave.

"Don't forget our main task right now." Sang Luan suddenly grabbed Meng Youning's arm.

Meng Youning abruptly pulled her hand back, clenched her right fist, and her eyes gleamed. "Don't worry, remember it well. Money, lie flat, and be Princess Shanyin!"

Sang Luan nodded heavily, clenched her right fist, and gestured in front of her eyes. "Let's go!"

downstairs.

"My Lordship, please look at me!"

"Wow, the prince is looking at me! I'm so happy."

A cacophony of sounds rose and fell.

Feng Hengzhi gave his subordinates a look, and they immediately and tactfully dismissed everyone.

Soon, within a ten-meter radius of Feng Hengzhi, the road ahead became exceptionally wide.

He stood with his hands behind his back, his dark eyes deep and unfathomable, like a deep pool that never sees the light of day. Just one glance from him could freeze a person to the bone.

He wore a dark red robe and casual clothes, with a dark black gilded sash around his waist, from which hung a delicate jade pendant, exuding an air of nobility.

He looked up in a certain direction, his eyes narrowed slightly, and then he quickly looked away.

"Have you searched all the places she usually likes to go?" Feng Hengzhi glanced at the person beside him, his brows furrowed with impatience.

Cang Hei remained silent for a moment, but ultimately swallowed the words, "You said that unless the madam is dead, we don't need to pay attention to her."

He paused, then said, "I've already looked for it."

The lady has been missing since the hour of Chen (7-9 AM) today. Strangely enough, they have searched many places but have not found her.

No one knows where the person went.

Feng Hengzhi gave a soft "hmm," and said, "Keep searching."

"Hey!" Qi Ran raised an eyebrow, crossed his arms, and leaned against the sedan chair with a blade of grass in his mouth. "If you can't even keep an eye on your own wife, what good is being the prime minister? You're completely useless."

He raised his head slightly, his tone full of provocation.

Feng Hengzhi raised his eyes and glanced at him casually, "You talk as if you've got your hands on her."

Seeing the two of them bump into each other again, Cang Hei silently took a step back.

Since Miss Ling passed away, whenever the master and the young master meet, they inevitably have a big argument, ranging from verbal sparring to physical fights.

Although most of the time it was his family members who beat the prince black and blue, the prince never tired of it.

Because of this incident, both sets of parents felt they had lost face and tried to avoid the two of them meeting on weekdays. However, the two people involved didn't feel that way at all and their insults and beatings became more and more intense each time.

After his subordinates were scolded several times, none of them dared to say another word when the two met.

One careless move could affect you.

"You!" Qi Ran frowned and stood up straight.

He spat out what was in his mouth with a "pui" sound, his eyes blazing like fire. However, the next moment, he placed his hands flat in front of him, closed his eyes, and took a few deep breaths.

He muttered to himself, "Don't be angry, don't be angry, don't be angry."

When he opened his eyes again, the displeasure he had shown earlier was completely gone.

"I won't argue with you; that's childish behavior," Qi Ran sneered. "I'll definitely find the person before you do."

"Isn't Sang Luan, the daughter of the Minister of Revenue, head over heels in love with you?" Qi Ran looked on with amusement, his expression full of teasing, his tone rising. "Just set a time for her. If she hasn't come out by then, just write her a letter of divorce. I guarantee she'll crawl back to your mansion if she has to."

"Haha."

After saying that, he didn't care about other people's expressions, put his hands on his hips, tilted his head back, and laughed loudly a few times.

Feng Hengzhi's gaze darkened slightly as he coldly swept his eyes over Qi Ran, who was laughing heartily. His expression grew even colder.

Seeing this, those who had originally come for the two men's appearances all instinctively shrank back, noticing the Prime Minister's demeanor...

run!

The group exchanged glances and simultaneously took ten steps back.

Beauty is important, but you have to save your life first.

Feng Hengzhi raised his eyebrows slightly, placed his right hand on his waist, and then suddenly raised his hand, sending a dark object into Qi Ran's wide-open mouth.

Qi Ran's pupils suddenly contracted, and he instinctively covered his neck with both hands, coughing violently. He bent over and put his hands directly into his mouth, and in an instant, his face turned bright red.

"Pooh……"

After struggling for a while, Qi Ran finally spat out the foreign object in his mouth. He pointed at Feng Hengzhi, gritting his teeth, "Feng Hengzhi! What do you mean?"

"Can't you tell? I did it on purpose." Feng Hengzhi glanced at him casually, his tone sarcastic. "I just can't stand seeing you laugh so happily, it makes my eyes uncomfortable."

Qi Ran's hand, pointing at Feng Hengzhi, trembled uncontrollably. "You...you...you..."

The people in the Prince's mansion behind him couldn't bear to watch any longer, seeing how angry their arrogant prince had become.

Qi Ran clutched her chest, patting it repeatedly, but finally couldn't hold back any longer, "You're so vicious, no wonder Sister Ling doesn't like you. You're not good enough for her at all!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a crack appeared on Feng Hengzhi's usually cold and stern face, and a hint of anger surfaced on his face.

"What did you say?" He strode forward, grabbed Qi Ran's collar, and his eyes flashed red as he spat out each word through gritted teeth, "Believe it or not, I'll beat you so badly your own father wouldn't recognize you."

"Come on." Qi Ran leaned forward, pulled out a dagger from somewhere, and held it directly to Feng Hengzhi's neck, raising his head slightly. "Let's see who's faster!"