A breeze blew by, slightly lifting the hair on Sang Luan's temples, and the hairpins on her hair swayed slightly.

The wind at noon was still a bit chilling, and Sang Luan subconsciously shivered all over.

His teeth were chattering constantly, and he felt uneasy just by accidentally glancing forward.

Feng Hengzhi frowned, his gaze slowly falling on Sang Luan's hand that was holding his arm, his eyes becoming even colder. "I'll say it again, let go."

If it were any other time, seeing him like this, Sang Luan would definitely let go.

But now, if you accidentally fall down, you will turn into a pool of meat paste.

After weighing the pros and cons, she still held her neck high, her tone extremely firm, "I won't let go unless you let me down!"

Feng Hengzhi turned sideways and looked at her with his eyes slightly lowered.

A strange emotion quickly flashed across those already deep eyes.

After a while, he chuckled, "Are you threatening me?"

Sang Luan slowly raised her head and immediately saw the other person's playful expression.

I still remember the most common description of Feng Hengzhi in the original text. Whenever he smiled playfully, it meant that someone around him was about to be in trouble.

Sang Luan silently shifted her gaze away, her hands motionless.

She sniffed and was not satisfied with just holding it with her hands. After thinking about it, she directly grabbed Feng Hengzhi's arm tightly with both hands.

No matter whether she is unlucky or not, the most important thing for her now is to save her life.

"Brother Hengzhi, let's go down first."

Sang Luan spoke again.

Feng Hengzhi didn't even look at her, but just said, "I have something to ask you. Answer honestly. If you tell a lie, I will throw you out of here."

Feng Hengzhi grabbed Sang Luan's arm, with a hint of threat in his words.

After he finished speaking, he directly pressed Sang Luan's arm and gently pushed her forward.

The whole person was half bent over, and his eyes suddenly fell to the ground.

She subconsciously closed her eyes and turned her head to the side.

One look at her makes me dizzy.

She didn't have time to scream. The feeling of weightlessness made her hug Feng Hengzhi's waist almost instinctively.

She looked very scared and her heart was almost in her throat.

The waist was firm and warm, and she could feel it clearly even through her clothes.

She was petite to begin with, and when she bent over like that, her entire body only reached Feng Hengzhi's waist.

Her face was pressed tightly against Feng Hengzhi's chest.

"Knock, knock, knock."

The loud and powerful heartbeat fell into Sang Luan's ears one after another.

A burning breath suddenly spread throughout her body. Sang Luan pursed her lips and placed her sinful little hand on Feng Hengzhi's waist, and as if possessed by a ghost, she pinched it silently.

Feng Hengzhi's body stiffened, and a crack appeared on his usually cold face.

He looked at Sang Luan in disbelief, gritting his teeth, "What are you doing?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he pulled Sang Luan's hands off her waist one by one with a look of disgust on his face.

Sang Luan lost her support and became even more frightened. She always wanted to reach out to Feng Hengzhi.

However, every time she took a step forward, Feng Hengzhi moved to the side.

She gritted her teeth, stretched out her hand, and planned to hug Feng Hengzhi's thigh in one go.

It's a real thigh.

Suddenly, my feet slipped and the familiar feeling of weightlessness came again.

Her eyelids twitched wildly and she subconsciously grabbed Feng Hengzhi's arm.

In the blink of an eye, Sang Luan flew backwards under the eaves, taking Feng Hengzhi with her.

The two of them fell down.

In a flash, Feng Hengzhi put his arm around Sang Luan's waist, tapped his toes lightly on the tree, and the two of them flew straight up.

In the blink of an eye, it landed safely on the roof again.

Sang Luan twisted her body restlessly.

Feng Hengzhi suddenly spoke in a hoarse voice, "Don't move."

Sang Luan suddenly became quiet.

She looked at Feng Hengzhi silently with a bitter face, "Can we change places?"

Feng Hengzhi shook his head, "No."

She stared straight ahead silently, trying not to look down. "Why?"

Seeing that she really wanted to know, Feng Hengzhi finally spoke, "When people face something they fear, they can only tell the truth."

Sang Luan was silent for a moment, she couldn't refute!

She closed her eyes tightly, "Then Brother Hengzhi, please ask quickly."

A cold voice suddenly rang out from beside his ear, "On June 6th, at the palace banquet, how did you discover there was an assassin, and that he was someone like Fu Sheng Xian?"

Sang Luan's heart trembled, and she spoke calmly, "When I was in the mansion before, my parents would often invite opera troupes to the house for me. The demeanor of those people that day was very strange."

"Is the wax ball with you?" Feng Hengzhi looked at Sang Luan steadily, not missing any expression on her face.

Sang Luan was obviously startled and exclaimed, "What wax pill?"

Feng Hengzhi's eyes flickered slightly. Does this woman really not know?

Feng Hengzhi paused, "That day in Tianxiang Tower, you were the only one who had close contact with the assassin."

Sang Luan immediately understood.

She slowly opened her eyes, raised her head slightly, and asked in a puzzled tone, "Hasn't he been caught?"

Feng Hengzhi stared at Sang Luan with a complicated expression in his eyes. "He has committed suicide out of fear of punishment."

Sang Luan asked tentatively, "So when the last assassin committed suicide, he left behind a wax pill, and you're now looking for the whereabouts of that wax pill?"

Feng Hengzhi looked at her deeply and no longer wanted to ask any further questions.

He only left one sentence, "What happened today must be kept in your heart, otherwise, you will die!"

Immediately, he turned around, put his right hand behind his back, and stepped down into the air.

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