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Meng Youning's gaze suddenly fell on Sang Luan's clothes, and she couldn't help but say, "Brightly colored clothes suit you better."

"Ningning, your thinking is as unconventional as ever." Sang Luan grabbed Meng Youning's arm and pulled her closer. Then, the two of them disappeared into the darkness. "What was that big news you just mentioned?"

Meng Youning said "Oh," and immediately realized what was happening. She first craned her neck to look around, and after confirming that no one was there, she moved closer to Sang Luan.

"On the way from Linde Hall to the Imperial Garden, I found out why those palace maids suddenly appeared at the banquet, carrying a mahogany tray." She lowered her voice.

"Why?" Sang Luan gritted her teeth in anger at the mention of this. "That damned Feng Hengzhi threw away all the money I'd saved up over the past two weeks! He's utterly despicable!"

She paused, her tone questioning, "But I heard from that damned bastard that this is the Emperor's will?"

Meng Youning nodded. "The original book mentions many times that the national treasury is empty, and the emperor is extremely worried about it, but no matter how much effort he puts in, it is to no avail."

Sang Luan paused, muttering softly, "The national treasury is empty?"

Suddenly, her eyes lit up, as if they were filled with the entire starry sky. "You mean..."

The next moment, the two said in unison, "Our chance has come!"

The two exchanged a glance and, in perfect unison, clapped their hands lightly in the air.

The two heads were pressed tightly together.

“Feng Hengzhi is a bit difficult to deal with.” Sang Luan reached out and scratched her hair.

Meng Youning also frowned slightly, "Qi Ran thinks that if I go out to earn money, I'm disgracing the Prince's Mansion."

After he finished speaking, the two of them fell silent for a moment.

This is indeed a troublesome matter. Here, in a typical household, it is the men who go out to work, while most of the women stay at home to take care of their husbands and children.

Although there is no explicit rule prohibiting women from engaging in commerce.

However, most of the well-known shops are owned by men, and most buyers seem to believe that the owners are men.

"I thought of it!"

"I thought of it!"

The two spoke in unison again, and the worry on their faces vanished instantly.

Sang Luan shifted her body slightly and suddenly cried out in pain.

He instinctively reached out and grabbed Meng Youning's arm.

Meng Youning grabbed her and pulled her up, saying, "Your legs are numb again, aren't they? Get up quickly."

Sang Luan got up with a pale face, stretched her calves, took a few deep breaths with her eyes closed, and massaged her calves before she finally recovered.

She nudged Meng Youning, "You go first."

A strange light flashed in Meng Youning's eyes, "Whether it's Qi Ran or Feng Hengzhi, they both have to listen to one of them."

“It seems we’re on the same page.” Sang Luan snapped her fingers lightly, her eyes brimming with excitement. “This matter needs further consideration. See you at Tianxiang Tower at dawn tomorrow.”

Meng Youning looked around and said, "Okay, see you tomorrow."

The next moment, Sang Luan emerged leisurely from the shadows and walked towards the palace gate.

Meng Youning followed closely behind and walked out slowly.

Behind the two, a woman in green glanced up and happened to catch a glimpse of Meng Youning's back.

She blinked, a hint of doubt flashing in her eyes, then shook her head and turned to leave.

Linde Hall.

Qi Ran was still enjoying his wine cup. He raised the cup in his hand, opened his mouth wide, and waited for a long time, but not a drop of wine came out.

He frowned slightly, tossed aside the wine cup, picked up the wine jug next to him, and poured it directly into his mouth, but still couldn't drink a single drop.

He clicked his tongue impatiently, patted the teapot, and tilted his head curiously. "Huh, it's gone."

He turned slightly, his gaze suddenly falling on the person in front of him. His eyes narrowed, the doubt in them deepening. He straightened up slightly, his steps unsteady. "Father, how come there are two of you?"

Qi Shangqing's face was grim. He said in a low voice, "Take him back quickly. He's made us lose all face!"

An hour later.

As Sang Luan stepped out of the palace gate, she ran into Feng Hengzhi, with Liu Wenxian and Feng Shinian following behind him.

As soon as Liu Wenxian saw Sang Luan, her face darkened. "I'll settle the score with you when we get back to the manor."

Sang Luan looked puzzled. What was wrong with her now?

She was very well-behaved today and didn't do anything wrong.

He pursed his lips and got straight into the sedan chair.

As soon as Feng Heng entered the sedan chair, he leaned against the side, closed his eyes to rest, and his eyelashes trembled slightly.

Sang Luan glanced at Feng Hengzhi a few times without making a sound, but her gaze was immediately drawn to a plate of pear syrup candy next to him.

She held her breath and carefully stepped forward, casting a shadow over Feng Hengzhi.

"What are you doing?" Feng Hengzhi suddenly opened his eyes, his already deep eyes now even colder. "If you don't want to ride in the sedan chair, then get out."

There was a hint of anger in his voice, and he looked at Sang Luan as if she were a disobedient kitten.

Sang Luan was startled by his sudden roar and instinctively flinched.

She stared at him, looking puzzled, and bent down slightly to reach for the pear syrup candy next to him.

She pointed to the candy in her hand and suddenly said, "I just want to eat one of these."

She gets angry so easily; isn't she afraid of angering herself to death one day?

She grabbed a piece, took a small bite, and thought, "This guy has some issues. I'd better stay away from Feng Hengzhi today."

Feng Hengzhi's brows furrowed even more, and he subconsciously reached out to touch his waist. Suddenly, his expression changed instantly.

He suddenly stood up, a chill flashing in his eyes. He looked down at Sang Luan, his voice hoarse.

He reached out to Sang Luan, his thin lips parted slightly, and he said impatiently, "Give it to me."

Sang Luan's gaze fell on the syrup in her hand, and she paused for a moment.

She glanced up and handed one to Feng Hengzhi, a smile playing on her lips, "So you wanted to eat this..."

"boom."

The piece of candy she handed over was rudely knocked to the ground by Feng Hengzhi, and the whole plate of candy in her hand also fell to the ground in a moment of carelessness.

The plate shattered instantly, sugar syrup scattered around, and the sedan chair became a complete mess in no time.

Sang Luan lowered her eyes, paused for a moment, then looked up at Feng Hengzhi, "Brother Hengzhi, you..."

"Sang Luan!" Feng Hengzhi's eyes narrowed, and a surge of anger erupted from them. "I told you not to mess with me."

He stepped forward, his gaze fixed on Sang Luan, his disdain undisguised. "Even if I marry you, don't even think that I'll like you."

Sang Luan rolled her eyes inwardly. "Tch, who cares about your affection?"

"Brother Hengzhi, please don't be like this." Sang Luan's face remained expressionless, but she shrank back, looking quite hurt. "Luan'er understands."

Feng Hengzhi looked at Sang Luan, pressing closer step by step.

Helpless, Sang Luan had no choice but to retreat step by step.