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A gentle breeze blew by, slightly lifting the strands of hair at Sang Luan's temples, causing the hair ornaments on her temples to sway gently.

The wind at Chenshi (7-9 AM) was still a bit chilly, and Sang Luan subconsciously shivered.

His jaw was chattering, and he felt uneasy just from accidentally glancing ahead.

Feng Hengzhi frowned, his gaze slowly falling on the hand that Sang Luan was using to grip his arm, his eyes growing even colder. "I'll say it again, let go."

Normally, seeing him like this, Sang Luan would definitely have obediently let go.

But now, if you accidentally fall, you'll turn into a pile of minced meat.

After weighing her options, she still held her head high, her tone exceptionally firm, "I won't let go unless you put me down!"

Feng Hengzhi turned to the side and looked down at her.

A strange emotion flashed across those already deep eyes.

After a long pause, he chuckled softly, "Are you threatening me?"

Sang Luan slowly raised her head and immediately saw the other person's mocking expression.

Remember the most frequent description of Feng Hengzhi in the original text? Whenever he showed a mocking smile, it meant that someone around him was about to suffer misfortune.

Sang Luan silently looked away, her hands remaining motionless.

She sniffed, not content with just holding on with her hands. After thinking for a moment, she grabbed Feng Hengzhi's arm tightly with both hands.

Regardless of whether she's unlucky or not, right now, saving her life is the most important thing.

"Brother Hengzhi, let's go downstairs first."

Sang Luan spoke again.

Feng Hengzhi didn't even look at her, but said to himself, "I have something to ask you. Answer honestly, or I'll throw you off here."

Feng Hengzhi grabbed Sang Luan's arm, his words carrying a hint of threat.

After saying that, he grabbed Sang Luan's arm and gently pushed her forward.

He was bent over, his gaze suddenly falling on the ground.

She instinctively closed her eyes and turned her head to the side.

Just looking at her makes me dizzy.

Before she could scream, the feeling of weightlessness made her instinctively grab Feng Hengzhi's waist.

She looked terrified; her heart was pounding in her throat.

She could feel his firm yet warm waist very clearly, even through his clothes.

She was already petite, and with her back bent like this, she only reached Feng Hengzhi's waist.

Her face was pressed tightly against Feng Hengzhi's chest.

"Dong dong dong."

The strong, resonant heartbeats of the scandium reached Sang Luan's ears, one after another.

A scorching heat instantly spread throughout her body. Sang Luan pursed her lips, and her sinful little hand, which was resting on Feng Hengzhi's waist, squeezed it silently as if possessed.

Feng Hengzhi froze, and a crack appeared on his usually cold face.

He looked at Sang Luan in disbelief, gritting his teeth, "What are you doing?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he disgustedly pulled Sang Luan's hands off his waist one by one.

Without support, Sang Luan became even more frightened and kept trying to reach out and grab Feng Hengzhi.

However, for every step she took forward, Feng Hengzhi moved a step to the side.

She gritted her teeth and reached out, intending to grab Feng Hengzhi's leg in one go.

Those are real thighs.

Suddenly, my foot slipped, and the familiar feeling of weightlessness returned.

Her eyelids twitched wildly, and she instinctively grabbed Feng Hengzhi's arm.

In the blink of an eye, Sang Luan was sent flying backwards towards the eaves, taking Feng Hengzhi with her.

The two then fell downwards.

In a flash, Feng Hengzhi grabbed Sang Luan's waist, lightly touched the tree with his toes, and the two flew straight up.

In the blink of an eye, it landed safely on the roof again.

Sang Luan shifted her body restlessly.

Feng Hengzhi suddenly spoke, his voice hoarse, "Don't move."

Sang Luan immediately fell silent.

She looked at Feng Hengzhi with a pained expression, "Can we go somewhere else?"

Feng Hengzhi shook his head. "No."

She stared straight ahead, trying not to look down. "Why?"

Seeing her genuinely curious expression, Feng Hengzhi finally spoke, "When people face what they fear, they can only tell the truth."

Sang Luan was silent for a moment; she couldn't refute it!

She closed her eyes tightly. "Brother Hengzhi, hurry up and ask."

A clear, cold voice suddenly came from beside my ear, "On June 6th, at the palace banquet, how did you discover that there was an assassin, and that he was Fushengxian?"

Sang Luan felt a chill run down her spine, but spoke calmly, "When I was in the manor before, my parents would occasionally invite opera troupes to come to the manor. The way those people acted that day was very strange."

"Is the wax pill with you?" Feng Hengzhi stared intently at Sang Luan, not missing a single expression on her face.

Sang Luan was clearly taken aback, and exclaimed, "What wax pills?"

Feng Hengzhi's eyes flickered slightly. Did this woman really not know?

Feng Hengzhi paused for a moment, then said, "That day at Tianxiang Tower, you were the only one who had close contact with that assassin."

Sang Luan immediately understood.

She slowly opened her eyes, tilted her head slightly, and asked in a puzzled tone, "Haven't we already caught them?"

Feng Hengzhi stared intently at Sang Luan, his eyes filled with complex emotions. "He has already committed suicide out of fear of punishment."

Sang Luan asked tentatively, "So, when the last assassin committed suicide, he left behind a wax pellet, and you're now looking for its whereabouts?"

Feng Hengzhi gave her a deep look, then lost the will to ask any further questions.

He left only one sentence: "Keep today's events buried in your heart, or die!"

Immediately, he turned around, put his right hand behind his back, and stepped down from the air.

Sang Luan was stunned. She left just like that?

She was practicing her prayer dance properly when Feng Hengzhi insisted on bringing her to the rooftop, and now he's leaving her all alone up there.

The more I thought about it, the angrier I got, and I also felt a little wronged.

She couldn't help but scream.

Feng Hengzhi, who had only taken a few steps, suddenly frowned slightly.

The next moment, he stepped into the air, grabbed Sang Luan's arm, and pulled her down.

With her feet finally firmly planted on the ground, Sang Luan breathed a sigh of relief.

Feng Hengzhi's brows furrowed with impatience. "Shut up."

Sang Luan was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly felt a pang of sadness in her heart.

She slightly raised her eyes, her gaze falling on Feng Hengzhi's face.

The other person made no attempt to hide their disdain.

She wrinkled her nose slightly, her eyes reddened slightly, and the beauty mark at the corner of her eye became even more striking.

Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and in the blink of an eye, two lines of clear tears rolled down her cheeks.

Then it fell to the ground with a thud.

Because of the discomfort, my shoulders trembled slightly.

The moment the first tear fell, all the grievances in her heart seemed to be released at that moment.

She just didn't want to end up like the original owner of this body.

She just wanted to save up a lot of money with Ningning and run away.

Is she wrong?

His gaze suddenly fell on the exquisite jade pendant at Feng Hengzhi's waist.

After Meng Youning successfully restored it last time, she handed it over to Feng Hengzhi as soon as she returned to her residence.

The scene from the palace banquet that night vividly resurfaced in her mind.

Sang Luan felt increasingly distressed as she thought about it, and without thinking, she burst into tears.

Feng Hengzhi paused slightly.