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"The day the disciple fled was the day after the birthday banquet of Princess Yi ended."

Sang Luan paused, "So that means today?"

Immediately, Sang Luan quickly put away the imperial edict. "I have to stay in the manor and wait for the rabbit to come to me. I can't let Gu Changfeng see Feng Hengzhi, and I can't let Gu Changfeng see that disciple either."

After she finished speaking, she quickly got up. Then the two of them confirmed the time and place for their upcoming meeting before returning to their respective residences.

After leaving Tianxiang Tower, Sang Luan headed straight for the Feng residence.

Suddenly, she frowned, a feeling of unease washing over her.

She narrowed her eyes slightly and subconsciously shifted her body to one side.

The next instant, a man suddenly darted out from behind her.

The man was carrying a bundle and looked hurried. When he realized he had accidentally bumped into someone, he quickly apologized and then craned his neck to look behind him.

For a moment, a hint of fear flickered across his face.

Sang Luan frowned, grabbed his bundle, and was about to speak.

"Hey, you surnamed Xu, stop right there!"

The man looked terrified, clutching the bundle tightly to his hands.

He glanced down at Sang Luan's hand, then at the people catching up behind him.

He gritted his teeth, grabbed the hem of his clothes, and with a little force, he managed to tear the piece of cloth that Sang Luan was holding apart.

Seeing this, the man finally breathed a sigh of relief and stopped caring about the people behind him, running forward without a care in the world.

Sang Luan stared at the tattered cloth in her hand, lost in thought.

and many more.

What did those people call him?

She silently raised her eyes and her gaze fell on the person running happily ahead.

His surname is Xu, and he is a fair-skinned young man who meets both criteria.

She paused for a moment, then turned to look behind her; the location was indeed in the direction of the Xiang family's residence.

The group chasing the man were all dressed in the same clothes.

If you look closely, you can see that the character "项" is embroidered on the sleeve.

Sang Luan narrowed her eyes, surprised that she had found the person so easily.

She slightly raised her eyes, her mind stirred, and she took a step and followed the direction directly.

The further Sang Luan went, the more familiar the road seemed.

Wait a moment.

Isn't this the road to the Grand Secretary's residence?

A question arose in her mind: Could it be that the other party had already gone to see Qi Ran?

To avoid being spotted by those ahead, Sang Luan deliberately slowed her pace.

As she passed a shop, she paused briefly, went inside for a moment, and came out with her pockets much fuller.

The man looked very frail. At first, he was able to leave the people behind him far behind, but in the blink of an eye, he was caught up by the group.

The men, panting heavily, stood with their hands on their hips, each with an extremely fierce expression.

One of the larger ones was probably the leader of the group.

He stepped forward and slapped the man hard across the face. The man was immediately dazed and instinctively reached out to grab the wall behind him.

Xu Chenxing clutched the bundle tightly in his hand, and looking at the person in front of him, a sense of despair flashed through his heart.

Could it be that what he finally got his hands on is going to be snatched back so easily?

When Sang Luan arrived, this was exactly what she saw.

She narrowed her eyes slightly, and with lightning speed, pulled a handful of powder from her pocket and sprinkled it on the group.

The group immediately panicked and instinctively covered their eyes tightly.

His other hand was waving haphazardly in the air.

The man's eyes widened slowly, and in the blink of an eye he noticed Sang Luan to his side.

His lips parted slightly, about to speak, when he saw Sang Luan wave at him. He pressed his body against the wall and moved outward step by step.

They only stopped after running to a distance that Sang Luan thought was safe.

Xu Chenxing's cheeks were slightly flushed. After catching his breath, he cupped his hands towards Sang Luan and said, "Although I don't know why you saved me, I still thank you for your help."

He gripped the bundle tightly with both hands, nodded slightly, and in the next instant, turned and lifted his foot, preparing to leave.

Sang Luan's gaze fell on Xu Chenxing's bundle, which likely contained evidence of the Xiang family's crimes.

She reached out her hand, but before she could even open her mouth.

"Pfft..."

A sharp sound of a weapon piercing flesh suddenly rang out, clearly reaching Sang Luan's ears.

Sang Luan froze, completely stunned.

At the same time, a burst of hot air suddenly sprayed onto Sang Luan's right cheek, and she instinctively closed her eyes.

In the blink of an eye, the heat on my face instantly turned into a cool sensation, with a slightly sticky feeling.

Almost instinctively, she reached out and touched it, feeling a sticky sensation on her hand.

She looked closely and saw a smear of blood on her palm.

A strong, pungent smell of blood suddenly rushed into her nostrils, intense and inescapable.

Sang Luan's gaze darkened slightly. At this moment, Xu Chenxing felt as if an arrow had been thrust into his heart.

The arrow pierced straight through his heart, and Xu Chenxing froze on the spot.

At the same time, the bundle in his hand fell to the ground.

Something slowly rolled out of the bundle, but Sang Luan didn't bother to look at it at all.

Xu Chenxing slowly turned to the side, a trickle of blood slowly flowing from the corner of his mouth, and fell to the ground. The moment he hit the ground, the ground was suddenly stained with a strange color.

He pointed with difficulty to the bundle on the ground, looked at Sang Luan, and opened his mouth slightly.

Sang Luan only heard the name "Feng Hengzhi".

Her pupils contracted slightly. Had her and Ningning's memories gone wrong?

How could this person die so quickly?

not far away.

"Brother Feng, it's your little lady again." Zhuo Jing tilted his head back and lightly nudged Feng Hengzhi beside him.

When Feng Hengzhi's gaze fell upon the puzzled woman not far away, his brows furrowed involuntarily.

Seeing that he remained silent, Zhuo Jing and Nie Zhiyang exchanged a silent glance and decisively chose to shut up.

The aura emanating from Boss Feng is currently very dangerous, and experience tells them that it's best to keep quiet at this time.

The group quickly stepped forward, and Feng Hengzhi suddenly spoke up, his voice full of dissatisfaction, "Why is it you again?"

Sang Luan concealed her surprise and waved gracefully, "Brother Hengzhi, what a coincidence, you're here too."

She looked surprised.

Her usual demeanor was radiant, but now half of her face was tinged with an unusual color.

Feng Hengzhi glanced at Xu Chenxing on the ground without making a sound, then at Sang Luan beside him.

He slowly squatted down and picked up the things that had rolled out of Xu Chenxing's bundle.

Only now did Sang Luan realize that it was a jade thumb ring.

It doesn't look like an ordinary thing.

Sang Luan took a deep breath, raised her hand, and wiped the filth off her face in a few quick movements.

The right cheek is clean, but the color difference between the left and right cheeks is too great.

Nie Zhiyang pointed at Sang Luan and asked Zhuo Jing beside him, "Should we take her back with us too?"