Tianxiang Tower, the largest teahouse in Shengjing, is shrouded in mist and filled with noise.

"The one on the left is the Prime Minister's new wife, right?"

"The one on the right is the Crown Prince's new consort."

"Rumor has it that the two ladies don't get along and start fighting whenever they see each other. Stay away from them and don't get hurt."

Following everyone's gaze, the open window on the second floor reflected the faces of two stunning women.

One is charming and affectionate, the other is cool and picturesque.

"I was wondering who it was." Sang Luan crossed her arms, a proud look on her face. She scanned Meng Youning from head to toe, her disdain evident in her words. "So it's the Crown Prince's Consort!"

Meng Youning snorted coldly, "You know why don't you retreat quickly?"

"Back off?" Sang Luan tutted, as if she had just heard something funny. "My husband is the Prime Minister of the current dynasty, and you're just the consort of a spoiled prince, and you dare to act so presumptuous in front of me?"

Sang Luan stretched out her hand and pushed him away, her expression contemptuous. "It's you who should stay out of my way!"

"Bang"

Meng Youning fell straight to the ground, and everyone below gasped.

How could this be inappropriate? This was clearly fatal.

Meng Youning's delicate and fair skin was scratched, with blue, purple and bright red mixed together, and her eyes were misty, making her look so pitiful.

Despite this, no one dared to step forward to help the man up.

"Sang Luan, just wait for me. The prince will definitely not let you go."

Meng Youning struggled to get up, holding up her skirt with one hand and covering her mouth with the other, and trotted away.

Amid the sighs of the crowd, Sang Luan had a cold face and looked around carefully. After making sure that no one saw her, she turned around and disappeared into a private room.

Half a month ago, Sang Luan transmigrated into this abusive novel titled "After the Disappearance of the Delicate Beauty, She Became the Prime Minister's White Moonlight" and became the cannon fodder female supporting role in the book.

She thought the future was dark, but she never expected that at a palace banquet, she and her bestie recognized each other through their unique secret codes and little gestures.

The current plot point is that the original owner threatened her family with death and successfully married Feng Hengzhi, the prime minister of the dynasty.

Meng Youning was forced to marry the prince Qi Ran by her parents.

In order not to deviate from the plot, the two fought to death as soon as they met.

Sang Luan calmed down and just as she turned around, she saw a familiar face.

She suddenly stood up and in one stride was beside Meng Youning, pulling her to look around. "Ningning, my dear Ningning, are you okay? Are you hurt?"

She pinched Meng Youning's shoulder for a while, then turned around and pinched Meng Youning's thigh. She looked even more servile than a lackey.

Sang Luan's gaze fell on Meng Youning's right wrist, where a hint of scarlet was particularly eye-catching.

She blew on it quickly, looking distressed, "Ah, my poor Ningning, the skin is all broken."

Meng Youning pulled her hand back, "Okay, I'm fine. Just blow on it for a while and it will heal."

Sang Luan chuckled, reached out and took Meng Youning's arm, and clung to her softly, "We are indeed good sisters. We can even travel through books together!"

Meng Youning stretched out her hand to support Sang Luan's head, and kept pushing Sang Luan's head away with her hands.

Whenever she moved, Sang Luan would move with her.

Meng Youning sat upright at the side, slowly picked up the teacup in front of her and took a sip, letting Sang Luan act like a koala.

She coughed lightly and said, "You look like you have never seen the world."

After saying that, Sang Luan raised his eyes and glanced at her, the corners of his narrow eyes raised as she moved, "Have you seen it?"

She and Meng Youning have known each other for more than ten years, and they know each other very well.

Meng Youning's body went limp, and he fell backwards. He turned around and looked at Sang Luan, then chuckled, "Me neither."

She reached out and rubbed her sore shoulders. "It's so hard to be a lady from a wealthy family. It's so tiring."

Sang Luan felt this deeply. They both sighed at the same time and fell towards each other, their heads suddenly touching each other.

"What should we do now?" Sang Luan sat up suddenly. "According to the novel, Feng Hengzhi and Qi Ran's white moonlight will be resurrected in a year. When that happens, one of us will be given a white silk scarf, and the other will be forced to drink a poison that kills instantly."

After saying this, Sang Luan couldn't help but reach out and touch her neck which was still intact.

This way of death is really inhumane!

"They really don't leave us any chance of survival." Sang Luan curled her lips. "If you ask me, I'd just empty their family fortune, take the money, run away, and then go into seclusion to find ten or eight handsome men. Wouldn't that be better than watching those two go crazy every day in front of them?"

Feng Hengzhi has suffered from a long-term loss of appetite, which has developed a bad temper. If his sensitive spot is touched, he will go crazy and become like a firecracker that can be ignited at any time.

When he gets mad, he starts throwing things around crazily, making so much noise that Sang Luan sometimes can't sleep well.

"There's nothing wrong with that." Meng Youning half-lay on the table, "But the problem is that our current situation in the mansion is not good. Is Feng Hengzhi willing to hand over the financial power of the mansion to you for safekeeping?"

After that, Sang Luan fell silent. She shook her head with a bitter face and said, "I don't want to."

"Qi Ran doesn't want to either." Meng Youning reached out and scratched her hair, feeling inexplicably annoyed.

"I know you like this pine nut and lily pastry." Meng Youning's eyes fell on the plate of pastries in front of her. She took a piece and handed it to Sang Luan. "Here, eat it. I ordered it especially for you."

Sang Luan reached out to take it and put it in her mouth. The aroma of pine nuts and lilies mixed together and spread infinitely in her mouth.

The taste is good and it is definitely not comparable to modern food that cuts corners.

The corners of her mouth curled up in a happy arc, the corners of her narrow eyes were slightly upturned, and her eyes were particularly moving.

"The most important thing right now is to gain control of the finances." Sang Luan ate three pieces of pine nut and lily pastry in a row. "Have you seen Qi Ran since the palace banquet?"

Meng Youning shook her head.

Sang Luan leaned forward slightly and opened her lips slightly. However, the next moment, a scream came from outside the building, and Sang Luan subconsciously covered her ears with her hands.

The two looked at each other. This scene seemed a little familiar.

Not sure, let’s see.

Sang Luan pushed open the window shutter first, and Meng Youning followed suit. In an instant, the two of them had a clear view of the scene below.

Meng Youning's eyes lit up, "He's a handsome guy!" She leaned out.

Two sedan chairs were parked outside on one side, and two men were standing opposite each other beside the sedan chairs. The area was surrounded by people. Sang Luan narrowed her eyes slightly. Why did this figure look a little familiar?

Meng Youning casually picked up a grape from the table, turned around and handed it to Sang Luan, and pouted at her, "This is a handsome man from ancient times, I want to see what he looks like."

The two men chuckled, and then Sang Luan held her breath and threw the grapes in her hand with force. Her aim was always good, and the grapes hit one of them's arms.

The man looked back.

Sang Luan's pupils suddenly shrank. Why is it Feng Hengzhi!

She quickly took Meng Youning's hand and half-knelt down, "The evil spirit is coming."