Feng Hengzhi frowned, and the disgust in his eyes became more and more obvious.

He suddenly grasped Sang Luan's hand and said, "Luan'er keeps saying how much she loves me, but in just this month, I've run into you outside no less than three times."

The tone was very light, but there was a subtle hint of temptation in the words.

Sang Luan's heart sank. So this is why Feng Hengzhi did this?

She narrowed her eyes slightly, turned sideways, and put one hand to her lips.

She sighed softly, "Except for days off, Brother Hengzhi has to get up at dawn every day to attend court. Although the sun is shining brightly during the day, it is even darker at night with heavy dew. Luan'er can't help but worry."

"What are you worried about?" Feng Hengzhi's hand on Sang Luan's waist gradually lost some strength.

She reached out and gently wiped away the non-existent tears. "I'm worried about whether you slept well last night, whether you had a good meal this morning, and whether you encountered any problems on the way to the morning court."

She paused, "I'm also worried about whether anyone will cause you trouble when you go to court, and I'm even more worried about whether you'll be happy throughout the day."

Sang Luan said a lot in one breath.

As she spoke, she carefully observed Feng Hengzhi's expression.

But the other party's originally cold expression softened a lot at this moment?

Feng Hengzhi lowered his eyes. Sang Luan's long eyelashes blinked with her movements. Her nose was straight and pretty, and her cherry lips were red without any makeup.

She was clearly charming in every move, but when his eyes fell on her bright face, he only felt sincere.

His eyes flickered slightly, and his mood was complicated.

After a moment of silence, he suddenly said, "Is happiness... important?"

Sang Luan raised her eyes slightly and looked directly into Feng Hengzhi's eyes.

She spoke subconsciously, "Of course it's important."

With a flip of her wrist, a small porcelain bottle appeared in her hand. She smiled brightly, "Brother Hengzhi, look, this is the recipe I found specifically for calming your nerves. This way, you won't be woken up by nightmares at night anymore."

She shook the small white porcelain bottle in her hand, and her little face seemed very proud.

Feng Hengzhi was disdainful in his heart, but for some reason, when his gaze met the eyes of the person in front of him, something in his heart suddenly relaxed for a moment.

He slowly withdrew his hand and said with a smile, "Thank you for your trouble."

A look of obvious astonishment flashed across Sang Luan's face. In just a moment, a layer of mist quickly filled her amber pupils.

There was surprise, excitement, and a hint of relief in those eyes.

Sang Luan covered her mouth and shook her head. "It's not a big deal at all. Being able to serve Brother Hengzhi like this is an opportunity Luan'er has always dreamed of."

The two looked at each other and silence suddenly fell.

It was as if there were only two people in this world, their hearts beating closer and closer.

“Plop, plop…”

Sang Luan clearly heard a rapid heartbeat.

Feng Hengzhi quickly looked away, put a hand to his lips, and glanced around casually, "Then you go ahead and get busy."

After he finished speaking, he left without looking back, regardless of the response from the person behind him.

Sang Luan looked up and a hint of doubt flashed through her mind.

How come she could vaguely sense a sense of hasty escape from the figure in front of her?

After leaving Furong Garden, Feng Hengzhi went straight back to Wufengxuan.

That night.

Inside the Wufeng Pavilion.

Feng Hengzhi lay on the bed with his eyes closed. Suddenly, a sound came from the room and the candlelight flickered faster.

He couldn't help but frown, without opening his eyes, and subconsciously said, "Sang Luan, be quiet."

As soon as the words were spoken, the noise stopped immediately.

Feng Hengzhi continued to sleep peacefully.

However, within a few breaths, the sound rang out again.

Feng Hengzhi's patience completely dissipated.

He suddenly stood up, turned sideways and yelled, "Why can't you..."

Before he could finish his words, he saw the scene in front of him clearly.

The maid who was changing the candlelight was so frightened that she trembled all over. Seeing this scene, she knelt down in panic.

"This servant deserves death, this servant deserves death, for disturbing the master."

Feng Hengzhi stretched out his hand and pinched his brows. Usually, a maid would come in to change the candles.

But in the past, he didn't feel it was so noisy.

He waved his hand and said, "Okay, you're not needed here anymore, go down first."

The maid tremblingly lifted the hem of her clothes and slowly stood up, "Yes."

After the maid left, Feng Hengzhi's sleepiness dissipated a lot.

He just thought that Sang Luan was making a noise again.

Suddenly, he paused, and the hand on his forehead slowly fell down.

Wait a moment!

Why did he think of Sang Luan first?

He soon understood that maybe he was fooled by her clever words.

However, is what she thinks every day really what she says?

At that time in Furong Garden, he clearly wanted to question Sang Luan, but in the end he was the one who left.

For a moment, my mind was in a mess.

Feng Hengzhi slowly lay down.

He closed his eyes slightly, tucked the quilt in with his hands and pulled it up.

"Luan'er just wants Brother Hengzhi to be happy!"

"Of course being happy is important."

The girl's bright smile and sincere words kept appearing before his eyes.

In an instant, Feng Hengzhiheng felt even more confused.

The sound was as if it was right next to his ear, extremely clear.

At this moment, his sleepiness had completely disappeared.

He frowned, got off the couch, walked to the table, and silently poured himself a cup of tea.

The next day.

Prince's Mansion.

“Bang!”

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