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Qi Ran frowned slightly, turned to the side, lowered his voice, and asked Cang Hei beside him, "Is he indirectly calling me blind?"

Cang Hei paused for a moment, then said, "It seems so."

Qi Ran's temper flared instantly, his face darkening slightly as he raised his hand slightly, "Stop!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than a servant from the Prince's residence stepped forward and blocked Feng Hengzhi's path.

Zhuo Jing and Nie Zhiyang exchanged a glance at each other simultaneously.

At this hour, these two have run into each other. If they start fighting again, it seems that innocent people will be affected.

Zhuo Jing's eyes darted around, and he and Nie Zhiyang quickly made up an excuse and left Tianxiang Tower.

Nie Zhiyang paused slightly, gently waving the jade fan in his hand, and looked up. "Will Boss Feng be alright? Would it be too disloyal of us to just leave like this?"

Zhuo Jing looked at him speechlessly, "Don't you even know who these two are? It'll be a good thing if they don't tear down Tianxiang Tower later."

He paused, then said, "You've known Boss Feng for a while now. Who can make him lose face?"

Nie Zhiyang pondered for a moment, then nodded very seriously, a faint smile appearing on his lips, "That's true."

upstairs.

Qi Ran looked very sad. When his gaze fell on Meng Youning, who was lying half-reclined on the ground, he quickly stepped forward.

Seeing the other person suddenly look over, Meng Youning immediately cried out, her voice neither too loud nor too soft, "I'm so scared."

Qi Ran quickly half-squatted down to help her up, asking with concern, "Ningning, my Ningning, are you alright?"

His voice was very loud.

Upon seeing Qi Ran's expression, Sang Luan knew what he was up to again.

While reading the original book with Meng Youning, she learned a great deal about Qi Ran.

In short, he's bad at the game but loves to play.

Meng Youning took a deep breath, and the moment her gaze met Qi Ran's, her eyes rolled back decisively, and she completely fainted.

Since someone wants to take advantage of her, she'll give them a helping hand.

Qi Ran was visibly startled, and tentatively shook the person in his arms gently, "Meng Youning? Meng Youning?"

The air remained silent.

Qi Ran narrowed his eyes, his gaze suddenly falling on the bloodstained hairpin on the ground.

Cang Hei, who was standing nearby, picked it up with remarkable insight.

At this moment, the person in his arms was pale, and his lips were also bloodless. Perhaps because the weather was too dry, his lips were slightly cracked, but you couldn't see it at all if you didn't look closely.

Her eyes were closed, and her face, which usually looked delicate, had an inexplicable air of determination.

There were still traces of blood on her cheeks, staining her small face with an unusual color.

Like a kitten that has lost its vitality, lying limply in my arms, lifeless.

With each breath, Qi Ran caught a faint scent of medicine, and he frowned deeply.

Without much hesitation, he bent down slightly and hugged Meng Youning, then stood up.

Sang Luan's eyelids twitched, and she leaned forward, her gaze fixed on Meng Youning. When she noticed that Meng's eyelashes were suddenly trembling, she instantly felt relieved.

She knew Ningning would be alright.

Qi Ran picked up Meng You Ning and stood up, looking steadily at Feng Heng Zhi. "This young master does not want to argue with you today, not because I am afraid of you."

He glanced down at Meng Youning in his arms, a hint of worry in his eyes that even he himself didn't realize.

After saying that, he walked straight out.

As they passed Feng Hengzhi, they paused slightly, gave him a cold snort, and then the group from the Prince's Mansion instantly left Tianxiang Tower.

Feeling a bit jolted, Meng Youning was very puzzled. She had originally planned to feign dizziness to make Qi Ran and Feng Hengzhi fight, so that she could take the opportunity to avenge Sang Luan for being choked by Feng Hengzhi.

Who can tell her what is going on now?

Sang Luan, left behind, was forced to stare at Feng Hengzhi.

She reacted quickly, smiled brightly, and took three steps at a time, swiftly reaching Feng Hengzhi.

She reached out and gently shook Feng Hengzhi's sleeve. "Brother Hengzhi, what brings you here? I was so worried about you. Luckily, nothing happened to you, otherwise I would have definitely gone with you."

Feng Hengzhi's disdain seemed to overflow as he frowned and stared at Sang Luan's hand. "Let go. Don't think I don't know what you're thinking."

Sang Luan's eyes were full of hurt. "Brother Hengzhi, do you not believe my feelings? My feelings for Brother Hengzhi are as clear as day and night. If I utter even the slightest lie, may I be struck by lightning!"

Good heavens, what she just said doesn't count, only what she's thinking now counts. If she's talking nonsense, may Feng Heng be struck by ten thunderbolts.

Sang Luan smiled sweetly at Feng Hengzhi.

Feng Hengzhi glanced down at Sang Luan without changing his expression, but ultimately did not pull her hand away.

However, when those deep eyes looked at Sang Luan, there was a hint of inquiry in them.

"What are you doing at Tianxiang Tower at this hour?" Feng Hengzhi's brow never relaxed. "Why is Meng Youning here too?"

Sang Luan lowered her eyes. "I don't know either. I hadn't seen her before. Who knew she would suddenly jump out and startle me?"

She snorted coldly and said disdainfully, "If she hadn't fainted so quickly, I would have scolded her until she cried."

Feng Hengzhi turned slightly to the side. "When did you get into such a big grudge with her?"

Sang Luan answered almost without hesitation, "Brother Hengzhi dislikes her husband, so naturally I don't like her either."

She tilted her head up, as if this was something particularly worthy of her joy.

Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and the beauty mark at the corner of her right eye was exceptionally beautiful.

Those eyes were like stars being crushed and suddenly thrown into the pupils, where they scattered into countless particles of light, then burst forth with dazzling brilliance.

Feng Hengzhi turned to the side and saw this scene.

The girl was very close to him, tilting her head to look at him, and he felt a warm touch on his arm.

His image was reflected in her pupils.

Feng Hengzhi clenched his right fist, raised it to his lips, coughed lightly, and spoke in a much softer tone, "Go back early and don't linger outside, otherwise if something like today happens again, no one can protect you."

Sang Luan gave a soft "hmm" in her voice.

A strand of hair fell loosely behind her ear, and Feng Hengzhi's gaze deepened slightly when it fell on that single strand.

My gaze, which I was about to look away from, was instantly captured, and I couldn't help but glance at it a few more times.

Feng Hengzhi was slightly lost in thought, and the next moment, he moved closer to Sang Luan.

At this moment, there was only a finger's width of space between the two. A warm breath suddenly sprayed onto Sang Luan's face, and Sang Luan subconsciously sniffed.

In an instant, she felt a tickle on her cheek and was about to reach out to scratch it.

Strange, why did Feng Hengzhi's gaze towards her suddenly become so odd?

Feng Hengzhi grabbed Sang Luan's wrist with his other hand, his lips parted slightly, his voice slightly hoarse, "Don't move."