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

Sang Luan was stunned. She hadn't expected that after talking for so long, the other party still wouldn't believe her.

She looked up at Feng Hengzhi, then chuckled softly, "Alright, alright, if my husband says I'm a prisoner, then I am a prisoner."

Feng Hengzhi frowned even more. What kind of trouble was Sang Luan up to now?

As soon as she finished speaking, the official beside her revealed a knowing smile.

Sang Luan straightened her back even more, raised her head slightly, and said to the people around her, "Did you all hear that? Come and interrogate me quickly, I still need to make calming incense for my husband when I get back."

The people around them exchanged glances, their faces showing hesitation.

The official chuckled and quickly stepped forward, "Someone come here, let the Grand Secretary's wife see the methods of our Ministry of Justice."

Seeing this, Feng Hengzhi's expression softened somewhat.

He slowly sat down and looked ahead with a leisurely air.

The officer in charge stood in front of Sang Luan, effectively blocking Feng Hengzhi's view.

Sang Luan gave a slight smile. "My lord, you'd better hurry. My mother and father are still waiting for my husband and me to return home."

The official's heart skipped a beat; thankfully, he hadn't offended the man in front of him.

Thinking of this, he glared and angrily picked up a blade of grass from the side.

He waved it in front of Sang Luan and said, "You! Confess honestly, how many of what you said just now were true, and how many were false!"

He paused, then said loudly, "Otherwise, I'll tickle your palm with this, and I'll ask you if you're scared?"

Sang Luan cooperated perfectly by leaning back, looking terrified, and said, "I'm so scared."

Feng Hengzhi narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "What are you doing?"

"Interrogating criminals."

Feng Hengzhi frowned, rubbed his temples, and waved his hand, "Alright, you can all leave now."

After a stick of incense.

Sang Luan stayed close to Feng Hengzhi, never leaving his side.

Feng Hengzhi, unable to bear it any longer, finally turned around, glanced at her silently, and said in a very dangerous tone, "You did that on purpose at the Ministry of Justice just now."

It is an affirmation, not a doubt.

Sang Luan instinctively exclaimed "Ah!" and suddenly looked up with a puzzled expression, her eyes full of innocence. "What is Brother Hengzhi saying? Luan'er doesn't understand?"

Feng Hengzhi squinted and stared at Sang Luan for a long time.

After a long silence, he slowly said, "You're lucky today. Be more careful in the future."

After saying that, he flung his sleeve to the side and left without looking back.

Sang Luan chuckled inwardly, but kept a straight face. Then, she quickly chased after him, calling out, "Brother Hengzhi, wait for me!"

Upon returning to the mansion, Sang Luan immediately spotted the old lady.

The thought of facing Feng Hengzhi's cold face again when she got back made her feel depressed.

In the future, when she makes lip rouge, she will inevitably encounter Feng Hengzhi.

Feng Hengzhi is not used to fragrances. If he suddenly goes crazy and throws away everything she has made, she won't even have time to cry.

Just in case, it would be better for her to move back to Furong Garden as soon as possible.

Now, the only person in the mansion who has the final say is the old lady.

Sang Luan lowered her eyes slightly, composed herself, smiled, and slowly stepped forward. When she reached the old woman, she nodded slightly.

“Grandmother, Luan’er has been making my husband angry lately. Why don’t we let Luan’er go back to Furong Garden?”

After she finished speaking, she lowered her head slightly, looking quite aggrieved.

The old lady paused in her hand movements, then slowly placed the teacup on the table.

She looked down at Sang Luan and asked, word by word, "Is that so? Then let it be as you say."

Sang Luan was secretly delighted. How could things have gone so smoothly?

Without a second thought, Sang Luan quickly took Yu Po and had everything moved into the Hibiscus Garden.

The original main house was damaged, so this time we could only go to a house that was closer to the main house.

As soon as Sang Luan stepped into the Hibiscus Garden, she felt refreshed and invigorated.

She tilted her head back and jumped directly onto the couch.

Indeed, the most comfortable place is the one without constraints.

As Yu Po took the items out, she couldn't help but ask, "Miss, it's been a long time since I've seen you smile so happily."

Sang Luan quickly sat up straight, her eyes slightly upturned, and a genuine smile on her lips. "Of course, after all, I won't have to see that big ice block anymore."

As she spoke, Sang Luan's voice gradually faded.

Yu Po didn't hear clearly at first, so she asked, "What did you just say?"

Sang Luan let out a heavy sigh and waved her hand, "It's nothing, you go about your business."

On a sudden impulse, she stepped into the house next door.

During this time, she had already stocked up on all the ingredients needed to make lip balm.

The safflower from last time is still useless.

For almost the entire next day, Sang Luan was busy tinkering in the Hibiscus Garden.

Sang Luan stood with her hands on her hips, looking at the scene before her and sighing.

There are many red and blue flowers in front of us, but if we want to make them successfully, we will inevitably waste a lot of them. In that case, we will definitely not have enough red and blue flowers.

In addition to safflower and blue jasmine, Sang Luan also added four o'clock flower, rose and rosehip, as well as clove and agarwood.

"Wow." Yu Po saw Sang Luan's busy figure as soon as she came in. "Miss, you are so amazing."

"Alright, stop praising your young lady." Sang Luan stared intently ahead without looking up and said, "Come and help us quickly."

Yu Po quickly stepped forward and earnestly helped as Sang Luan had instructed.

First, I picked some safflowers, washed them with water, and then dried them in the sun.

Once the moisture had completely dried, Sang Luan and Yu Po excitedly collected all the petals one by one.

Next, crush it, rinse it with water, and squeeze out the yellow juice...

Three hours had passed after completing the steps.

Fine beads of sweat were already seeping from Sang Luan's forehead.

But she still enjoys it.

Sang Luan stood with her hands on her hips, her eyes shining as she looked at the several boxes of lip rouge she had just finished making.

"Miss, it's done!"

Yu Po was very excited, her little face flushed red.

For the next period of time, Sang Luan spent all her free time making lip rouge at Furong Garden.

During the day, he even had someone choose a shop location.

Meng Youning usually handles store-related issues; she doesn't seem to put in much effort.

Due to their special status, they could not openly act as owners, so they had to find someone they both liked to be the shop's agent.

To avoid being discovered, Sang Luan specifically instructed everyone not to enter her room casually, and even if they wanted to go in to clean, they had to communicate with Yu Po in advance.

Everything is going on in an orderly manner.

Sang Luan's production speed also increased. She produced cosmetics, and Meng Youning produced perfumes. The two would visit the newly opened shops from time to time.

In addition to the lip rouge sold in her own shop, Sang Luan also made some simple lip rouges that were very popular with noblewomen and sold them to large dressing rooms.

That day, Sang Luan had just returned from outside and was thinking about a new method for making lip rouge.

"Miss, how much do we need to make today?"

Yu Po followed behind Sang Luan with a grin, and pushed the door open.

Suddenly, the two of them froze on the spot, their expressions changing drastically.