Mo Yanfeng paused, raised his head and glanced at him slowly, "Probably not."

After he finished speaking, Qu Shiqing visibly breathed a sigh of relief.

His eyes narrowed into a line as he smiled. He turned sideways to look at Sang Luan and his group who were talking and laughing not far away, and murmured softly, "As long as she's not a daughter of an official, it's fine."

Then, he lowered his head and ate the food in front of him seriously.

Mo Yanfeng, who had just finished his meal, wiped his hands slowly before looking up at Qu Shiqing intently, "Have you ever been hurt by a young lady from an official family?"

Qu Shiqing waved his hand casually, "That's not the case. It's just that after what happened before, I don't want to treat people from the government. In their words, if I can cure someone, it's my honor, but if I can't, it could cost someone their life."

He shook his head and continued, "So, I might as well give my treatment to the poor people who can't afford the consultation fees, or to people like me. That way, I won't feel any pressure."

Mo Yanfeng glanced at him and no one spoke.

The two of them looked to one side at the same time.

Sang Luan was seen tapping the table lightly with her right fingers. Suddenly, she paused.

He leaned forward and said mysteriously, "No, I'm still worried. Although they normally wouldn't catch up with us given how much they hate us, these two never act in the normal way."

She straightened her expression and said, "Ningning, do you have any personal belongings?"

Meng Youning was stunned. "What?"

"It's the kind of thing that Qi Ran will know it's yours at first sight." Sang Luan explained softly.

Meng Youning lowered his eyes and thought carefully, then turned sideways and gave Muxiang a look.

Muxiang reacted immediately, lowered her head and took out an ordinary wooden hairpin from her bag.

The top of the wooden hairpin is hollow, and the outer edge is curved.

Mu Xiang placed the wooden hairpin respectfully in front of Sang Luan. "This is what Miss Ning wore when she first entered the Prince's residence. If the Prince saw it, he would definitely know it was Miss Ning's."

Sang Luan stared at the wooden hairpin in Muxiang's hand, then nodded slightly.

She reached out and took the wooden hairpin in her hand, then handed it to Yu Amber beside her.

She leaned closer to Yupo and said in a very low voice, "You can do this, Yupo. Have someone create an accident, place this thing and this one of mine at the scene, and spread the news that Ningning and I have died."

She lowered her eyes, took out a box of lip balm from her sleeve, and placed it steadily on the table.

This box of lip balm was made by her and Feng Hengzhi together at that time, so the other party must know that it was hers.

Sang Luan's lips curled slightly, and she leaned forward a little. "They will only give up if they think we've all died a violent death."

Meng Youning's eyes lit up slightly, "Yes, once this news gets out, they'll feel more at ease, and we won't have any worries."

The two looked at each other and smiled at the same time.

*

Cang Hei looked at Qi Ran, whose face was flushed red, with a complicated expression.

He opened his mouth slightly, but when his eyes met Qi Ran's face, he closed it silently again.

Qi Ran narrowed his eyes slightly and his body swayed.

He took a step forward, reached out and patted Cang Hei's shoulder, tilting his head, "Tell me, when I did that stupid thing, didn't you feel something was wrong? You didn't stop me?"

Cang Hei's expression was complicated, and the previous scene kept flashing through his mind. "I feel something is wrong. I tried to stop it, but you didn't listen at all, Prince."

Qi Ran pointed a finger at Cang Hei, "If I don't listen to you..."

He thought about it, then paused, "That's simply abominable!"

Qi Ran's eyes suddenly widened, and he grabbed Cang Hei's clothes with both hands, pouting, "Tell me, am I such a jerk? If I go to find You Ning now, will she forgive me?"

Cang Hei leaned back and said seriously, "Yes, a little."

Qi Ran raised his eyes and looked at Cang Hei steadily.

Suddenly, the whole person fell to the side like a deflated ball.

He took the wine cup beside him with one hand and drank it all in one gulp.

Her already rosy face now looked even redder.

He suddenly raised his hand and slapped himself hard.

The crisp sound of slapping seemed even louder in the already small space.

He sniffed, pouted, and looked regretful, "Youning, why are you leaving just like that?"

Just when Qi Ran was crying sadly, a maid rushed in hurriedly.

When his eyes fell on Qi Ran, who was sitting on the ground without any image at all, he just lowered his head silently.

The maid's face was full of anxiety, "Prince, this is not good!"

Qi Ran rubbed his eyebrows with his hand, then raised his head to look at the person who came.

The maid said with a sad face: "The princess..."

Qi Ran quickly sat up from the ground, looking anxious, "What happened to mother?"

The maidservant hesitated several times to speak, and finally sighed, "Your Highness, please go and see for yourself."

Soon, in the master bedroom of the main hall.

Qi Ran rushed into the master bedroom in a hurry. When his eyes fell on the figure lying on the bed, his steps, which were already a little unsteady, became even more disorderly.

He took a deep breath, and without thinking, he quickly stepped forward and squatted on one side. "Mother, what's wrong with you?"

On the bed, Jiang Zhuo's face was extremely pale, his lips were blue, and his whole body exuded a sense of lethargy.

On one side of the bed, Qi Shangqing was sitting there without saying a word.

Qi Ran was even more upset when he saw the scene in front of him. "What on earth is going on?"

Qi Shangqing looked at Jiang Zhuo lying on the bed, then sideways at Qi Ran, who was looking anxious. Finally, he said slowly, "Why? It's all because of you, your rebellious son! What did you do a while ago? Don't you remember? And Zhuo'er loves chatting with You Ning the most, and now you've pissed her off and run away."

He glanced at Jiang Zhuo, whose lips were trembling, calmly, "Zhuo'er fell ill out of anger."

Qi Ran's expression froze. "Is mother like this because of me?"

Half an hour later.

Qi Ran had no idea what he had said in the past half hour, but he only knew that Meng Youning had to come back.

It was not until Qi Ran left with his head hung that Jiang Zhuo, who had been lying on the bed, slowly sat up with his hands on the bed.

Seeing this, Qi Shangqing on the side quickly stepped forward and grabbed Jiang Zhuo's hand.

Jiang Zhuo looked in the direction Qi Ran left, "He probably didn't notice it, did he?"

Qi Shangqing followed her gaze, his eyes darkening slightly, "I don't think so. You and I both overestimate him."