My best friends both transmigrated into a book and married powerful officials; she left me and I lef

Sang Luan paused, then said coldly, "If you're so eager to know the answer to this question, why don't you go and try it yourself? Why bother playing tricks on us here?"

Tu Ling lowered her eyelids slightly, bowed her head, and silently stared at the ground.

Her hands were folded together and placed flat in front of her, and she kept her head down without saying a word.

Sang Luan glanced at Tu Ling, and seeing that Tu Ling was not moving, Sang Luan took Meng You Ning's hand and was about to leave.

However, the next moment, Tu Ling suddenly spoke up, "Why has the attitude of the two older sisters changed so drastically towards me? Do you think I have deceived you?"

Before Sang Luan and Meng Youning could answer, Tu Ling took advantage of the gap and went to Sang Luan and Meng Youning.

Her eyes were fixed on the two of them.

Immediately afterwards, he knelt down in front of the two without hesitation.

When she looked up again, her eyes were already filled with tears.

When her gaze suddenly met Sang Luan's eyes, a tear rolled down her cheek, making her look pitiful. "I admit that what I told you two sisters earlier is indeed somewhat different from what I actually experienced, but I did this so that I wouldn't be taken advantage of by those with ulterior motives. You two sisters should be able to understand my predicament."

"What you do, whether you have your reasons, is none of our business," Sang Luan sneered. "Now, please step aside."

Tu Ling shook her head with tears in her eyes, looking aggrieved. "Don't you two sisters still believe me?"

She sniffed and rolled up her sleeves.

One after another, hideous scars were immediately revealed.

Sang Luan and Meng Youning glanced at it only once before abruptly looking away.

“You two sisters can take a look.” Tu Ling’s tone was slightly urgent. “These scars are from the years I left Shengjing. Each one is proof of my past suffering.”

As she finished speaking, she quickly pulled up the sleeve of her other hand and stretched it out. "Look, these are all new ones. Every scar is a constant reminder to me not to trust others so easily."

She looked up and stared intently at Meng Youning.

"If I met someone and told them everything from the bottom of my heart, I would have died countless times by now."

“You wouldn’t understand unless you’ve been through what I’ve been through. It was wrong of me to hold back my feelings towards my two older sisters before.” She paused, then wiped away a tear. “But now I know that my two older sisters are not the kind of people who would hurt me.”

Tu Ling held up the plastic thumb ring in front of Meng Youning and waved it. "The reason I showed this to you just now was not to provoke you or have any other intentions."

She took a deep breath. "It's just that I only made a few friends in Shengjing, and coincidentally, your husband, the Crown Prince, is one of them. I just want to ask him for a favor."

She slowly moved forward two steps until she was at Meng Youning's feet.

Tu Ling reached out and tugged at Meng Youning's clothes. "If I offended you in any way just now, please forgive me, okay?"

"Only the young master can help me with my matter as soon as possible, and I also want to do so to comfort the spirits of my parents in heaven." Tu Ling knelt upright. "So please, sister, grant my request and introduce me to the young master. If it can be done, I will never forget your kindness."

Sang Luan narrowed her eyes and secretly tightened her grip on Meng You Ning's hand.

Meng Youning immediately understood Sang Luan's meaning and returned the handshake.

Meng Youning lowered her eyes slightly, her gaze suddenly falling on the pitiful face of Tu Ling.

From this perspective, the other party does indeed evoke pity.

Meng Youning silently took a step back and subtly snatched her clothes from Tu Ling's hands. "You don't need to remember me. If you really have a blood feud and have the time to waste arguing with me here, you can go find someone yourself."

"As the saying goes, a man's knees are worth gold." Meng Youning glanced at Tu Ling casually and shook her head slightly. "But a woman's dignity should also be earned by herself."

As soon as she finished speaking, Meng Youning and Sang Luan left without looking back.

Tu Ling was left alone in the private room in an instant.

Tu Ling lowered her head, her hands hanging naturally at her sides.

His hands, which had been hanging at his sides, suddenly clenched tightly together.

She gritted her teeth, supported herself with one hand on the ground, and then slowly got up.

Turning around, she looked in the direction the two had gone, murmuring softly, "Why? Why wouldn't you help me?"

It was clearly just a matter of Meng Youning saying a few words.

At this moment, a faint blush had appeared on the tip of Tu Ling's nose.

She raised her hand to wipe away the tears on her face, lifted her dress, and chased after him.

Outside Tianxiang Tower.

Qi Ran took a hairpin hidden in his bosom and examined it carefully.

The look in his eyes as he stared at the hairpin still held a hint of affection.

The dark figure behind him casually reminded him, "Young Master, this is the tenth time you've taken out this hairpin. There are people coming and going on the street, so be careful not to lose it again after all the effort you put into polishing it."

Qi Ran paused, turned around, and glared fiercely at Cang Hei.

He quickly spat a few times, "Don't give me that kind of talk. I've been keeping it so carefully, how could it possibly have fallen out?"

Despite saying that, her hands betrayed her by carefully placing the hairpin into her bosom.

Only after confirming that the hairpin was still on him did he breathe a sigh of relief.

He craned his neck and looked ahead. "Didn't you say You Ning came in this direction? How come I haven't seen a single person?"

His dark eyes darted around, and he tentatively asked, "Then, Your Highness, are you no longer angry with the Princess Consort?"

As Qi Ran walked forward, he answered, "To give birth, of course we must give birth, otherwise where would I, the Crown Prince, put my face?"

The next moment, he changed the subject, "However, in the end, they are just two girls who get along well. Besides, it has been two days since this happened. If I still have a cold face, it would be too heartless of me."

Cang Hei curled his lip.

He knows it!

Qi Ran tugged at his dark sleeve. "Quickly, help me find out where he is."

not far away.

Sang Luan and Meng Youning exchanged a glance.

"I was wondering why my heart had been so uneasy lately." Sang Luan touched her chest, gently smoothing it down. "So it's because she came back early."

A hint of sorrow crept into Meng Youning's eyes. "Yes, it seems that a large part of the reason our previous restrictions disappeared was because of her."

As soon as they finished speaking, their expressions became much more serious.

“Then we will proceed according to the plan we devised at Tianxiang Tower.” Sang Luan’s voice was full of determination.

Meng Youning nodded emphatically. "Okay. As for our matter, why don't you find some time to sound out Feng Hengzhi's opinion as well?"

Sang Luan gave a soft "hmm" and then nudged Meng Youning's arm. "Ningning, look at that person over there, isn't that Qi Ran?"

She pointed to a spot ahead.

Meng Youning looked in the direction Sang Luan was pointing, and a sense of joy welled up in her heart.

A slight smile unconsciously appeared on her lips. "It's him."