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

Sang Luan then realized that the two of them were now very close, and she quickly got up.

However, just as she stood up, her right foot accidentally stepped on Feng Hengzhi's foot.

A crisp and loud sound echoed in my ears.

Sang Luan quickly moved to the side, waved her hand, and looked flustered. "I...I didn't mean to."

Feng Hengzhi's face, which was not good-looking to begin with, looked even worse now.

Yu Po pursed her lips tightly; the Prime Minister was quite difficult to kill.

Immediately, the doctor carefully examined Feng Hengzhi's wound and quickly expelled the toxins.

Feng Hengzhi's complexion visibly improved.

Before long, the group quickly returned to the mansion.

Sang Luan lowered her eyes slightly and supported Feng Hengzhi's arm.

After the doctor cleaned Feng Hengzhi's wound, he specially left some medicine to apply to the affected area. For convenience, Sang Luan had Yu Po keep it.

As soon as Sang Luan stepped into the front garden, Liu Wenxian and Feng Shinian rushed over, both with worried expressions on their faces.

"What happened? How could he be injured like this in just a few hours?" Liu Wenxian looked Feng Hengzhi up and down with a worried expression.

Finally, their gaze fell on Feng Hengzhi's bandaged hand.

She glared at Sang Luan, turning to look at him with considerable dissatisfaction, "How did you take care of your husband? He's already injured like this."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and patted Sang Luan's shoulder heavily.

Sang Luan involuntarily furrowed her brows and subconsciously rubbed the spot where she had been slapped.

She parted her lips slightly, as if about to say something, but unexpectedly, Feng Hengzhi, who had been quiet all along, spoke up for the first time.

Feng Hengzhi glanced at Liu Wenxian casually and said indifferently, "It's none of her business."

Liu Wenxian's hand, which had been raised high in the air, gradually fell down. She kept asking Feng Hengzhi all sorts of questions, afraid that something might be bothering him.

Feng Hengzhi raised his eyebrows slightly, "Please let me rest in peace for a while."

"Yes, yes, yes." As soon as she finished speaking, Liu Wenxian realized what she meant and silently took a step to the side. "You must take care of your health now. Don't underestimate this little opening. If you're not careful, it can be very serious."

Just as she was getting into the swing of things, Feng Shinian suddenly spoke up, "Alright, Madam, Hengzhi knows what he's doing, so don't worry too much."

Immediately, Sang Luan brought Feng Hengzhi to Wufeng Pavilion.

“Brother Hengzhi, although the poison has been cleared now, the doctor said that it is best not to move around unnecessarily for the next three hours.”

Feng Hengzhi sat upright at the table, and Sang Luan poured him a cup of tea, murmuring softly to herself.

Feng Hengzhi absolutely cannot get into trouble, otherwise what will happen to her savings plan?

Feng Hengzhi lowered his eyes slightly, his gaze suddenly landing on Sang Luan's eyelids.

Sang Luan's eyes were very lively, and when her eyelids were slightly raised, her brown pupils could be clearly seen.

"Half an hour has passed, hasn't it? Let me apply the ointment to your wound again." Sang Luan said, taking out the ointment she had prepared earlier from her sleeve. "It will heal faster this way."

As soon as she finished speaking, Sang Luan lowered her eyes and silently squatted down beside Feng Hengzhi.

To make things easier, she rolled up her sleeves, revealing half of her fair, jade-like wrist.

She lowered her eyelids slightly, her gaze falling on Feng Zhi's injured hand, and carefully removed the gauze.

Then, she took a soft cotton handkerchief and carefully wiped the wound.

Immediately, she carefully took a new gauze and re-bandaged the wound.

She even thoughtfully tied a bow on it.

Feng Hengzhi glanced at it casually and saw the bow that Sang Luan had just finished bandaging.

His lips twitched slightly, and he couldn't help but say, "Re-bandage it, no need to make it so fancy."

Sang Luan straightened up, tilted her head to take a closer look, and said with great satisfaction, "It's so beautiful."

Feng Hengzhi remained silent, only raising his eyes to look at her with a calm expression.

In the end, under the other party's serious face, Sang Luan silently untied the bow.

She looked very serious, her small face tense, her hands flying across Feng Hengzhi's palms.

Feng Hengzhi's gaze deepened slightly; it seemed he had never truly observed the person before him.

Looking back now, having someone like that around to nag doesn't seem so bad after all.

He took a sip of tea and suddenly asked, "Haven't you been back to the Minister's residence for a while?"

Sang Luan paused in her actions, and subconsciously replied, "Yes, I haven't been back since I married into this family."

She was supposed to return to her parents' home on the seventh day after marrying into the Feng family.

But Feng Hengzhi ignored her at the time, let alone accompany her back.

Feng Hengzhi was unwilling to go back together, and there was absolutely no way she would go back to her parents' home alone.

Over time, the matter was gradually delayed.

If Feng Hengzhi hadn't brought it up today, she probably would have forgotten about it too.

Whenever the topic of returning to her parents' home was mentioned, she couldn't help but think of her younger brother, whom she had taken advantage of, at the last palace banquet.

The passion unique to youth is fully embodied in him.

Sang Luan silently placed all the bandages for the wound into the wooden tray beside her.

“Let’s go back together in a couple of days when I’m free,” Feng Hengzhi said, staring intently at Sang Luan. “These two days aren’t enough.”

Sang Luan was taken aback; the complaints she had prepared long ago suddenly became useless.

Is the other person trying to explain this to her?

She quickly regained her composure and said, "It's alright. I know you have a lot of things to do in the court, so you don't need to make time for me."

If she were to actually go back, she wouldn't even know who was who among the people in the Minister's mansion.

If they hadn't recognized him, they would have been caught red-handed.

Her father also has a favorite concubine, so when she goes back, there will inevitably be another banquet that requires a lot of thought.

She just wanted to eat her delicious food in peace and quiet, and didn't want to argue with those people at all.

Sang Luan shook her head slightly, concealing all her thoughts.

For some unknown reason, Feng Hengzhi continued, "The homecoming banquet will proceed as planned. I will confirm the specific time with you tomorrow. Don't worry, I will take care of talking to your parents."

Without waiting for Sang Luan's reply, Feng Hengzhi half-closed his eyes and walked directly to the bed, leaning against it.

Sang Luan stretched out her hand, "Actually, you really don't need to make a point of setting aside time."

In the blink of an eye, a steady breathing sound came from the couch.

After half a stick of incense.

Feng Hengzhi's eyes were clear and bright. He slowly opened them and saw Sang Luan lying to one side.

Feeling the scorching gaze above her head, Sang Luan was filled with a myriad of thoughts; she had deliberately timed her arrival perfectly.

When he was injured, the people around him took good care of him. Wouldn't that move Feng Hengzhi to tears?

She had thought this way until Feng Hengzhi spoke.