"If you don't know, who else would know?"
The man lowered his head slightly, staring at the strands of hair in his palm without blinking.
Sang Luan felt a pang of fear in her heart. If that fist had really hit her in the face, she would probably be disfigured on the spot.
Seeing the person in front of him, his attention is not on him at the moment.
Her hands were bound behind her back and she began to move silently.
Suddenly, the man's eyes lit up and he turned to look at Sang Luan, "Write a letter and tell Feng Hengzhi to come and rescue you."
As he spoke, he hurriedly felt around in his arms.
After searching for a long time, he found nothing in his arms. The man was so anxious that he kept turning around in circles.
Sang Luan looked at the man in front of her with horror.
Why does this person look a little mentally unstable?
The man gritted his teeth, tore off a piece of cloth from his body, and handed it to Sang Luan with hope in his eyes, "Here, this is for you, write it."
Sang Luan said silently, "How can I write if you don't untie my hands?"
The man let out a cry, and then, he really walked behind Sang Luan obediently.
With a flick of the knife, the rope in Sang Luan's hand instantly broke into several pieces.
Feeling a lot more relaxed, Sang Luan immediately withdrew her hand and rubbed her wrist. "But don't blame me for not reminding you. You want to use me to exchange for information about your eldest brother and others, but I guess it's hopeless."
"Stop talking nonsense!" The man stared at Sang Luan, his tone piercing with cruelty. "Write quickly! Don't try to play tricks on me!"
Sang Luan held the piece of clothing in her hand, which was marinated with the man's body odor.
She resisted the urge to vomit and silently turned her head to the side.
“I write by hand?”
Sang Luan's eyes were slightly raised, and the red at the corners of her eyes seemed a lot dimmer at this moment.
The man nodded as if it was a matter of course. "Hurry up and write! If you keep talking nonsense, I'll scratch your pretty face!"
Sang Luan held the half-cut clothes and looked at them again and again with her eyes lowered.
"Why are you so stupid?" the man tutted, his expression filled with impatience. "If you don't have pen and ink, just write in blood!"
Sang Luan's mouth twitched slightly, and she wanted to say, "You make it sound easy, but why don't you write it with your own blood?"
Of course, she didn't dare to actually say this out loud to irritate the person in front of her.
Seeing that she didn't move, the man glared at her and pointed the dagger at Sang Luan, "Do you need my help?"
Sang Luan chuckled and said, "No, no."
As he spoke, he silently put his finger to his mouth.
She slowly opened her mouth and was about to bite it.
However, when her lips were about to touch her index finger, Sang Luan suddenly stopped.
The man quickly spoke up, "What tricks are you trying to play?"
Sang Luan raised her head, staring at the man intently, with a sincere expression, "Please don't use such bloody methods."
The man's brows suddenly furrowed.
Sang Luan quickly spoke up, "I know a way to use it as ink."
She waved the half-cut clothes in her hand in front of the man. "Look, it's such a big piece of paper. Even if you put half of your blood on it, it wouldn't be enough. Besides, your color is red, and your blood is also red. If the two are combined, you can't see anything when you write."
The man was stunned for a moment, "Then go find it quickly!"
After one stick of incense.
Sang Luan said the last word, took the clothes in her hands and shook them lightly, then leaned her head forward to take a closer look.
She handed it to the man and clapped her hands, "It's done. Take it directly to the Prime Minister's Mansion."
The man put the things away, and in the next moment, he looked at Sang Luan without blinking, and was about to speak.
Suddenly, there was a rustling sound around.
The man immediately became alert and quickly pulled out the dagger from his waist.
He pulled Sang Luan aside and said, "Tell me, did you tell them in advance?"
Sang Luan held the man's hand tightly and said, "I was knocked unconscious by you when I left home and brought you here. How could I have told you in advance where I was going?"
The man was startled, turned sideways, pricked up his ears and listened carefully.
Suddenly, his expression changed drastically.
There are the sounds of horse hooves!
The man instantly realized that something was wrong. The next moment, he decisively pulled Sang Luan in front of him and put the dagger against Sang Luan's neck again.
He quickly looked around and carefully left the ruined temple.
"call out!"
An arrow pierced through the void and suddenly passed by the man.
The man was startled and quickly dodged to the side.
As he dodged, the arrow just passed his arm.
The man couldn't help but feel pain, but he still kept a close eye on Sang Luan.
In an instant, blood began to flow out from the wound on the cut arm.
"Why don't you treat the wound first?" Sang Luan smelled a strong smell of blood and felt even more uncomfortable.
The man gritted his teeth and said, "Shut up!"
*
"Muye, what's wrong with you?" Muxiang walked forward, and as she walked, she found something wrong.
When he turned around, he saw Konoha huddled silently behind him.
Muxiang couldn't help but put her hands on her hips and suddenly said, "Please walk faster. The shopkeeper said that today's inferior pearls are hard to come by. If you go too late, they will be gone."
Konoha, who was moving slowly, suddenly stopped in his tracks when he heard these words.
"Hey, what's wrong with you, girl?" Mu Xiangqi's eyes widened, and she quickly turned around and walked towards Konoha, "Why did you stop directly?"
Muye raised his eyes and looked at Muxiang with complicated eyes.
Her lips moved slowly, and when her eyes met Muxiang's, she seemed to have made up her mind.
Muye exhaled heavily, raised his eyes again, and looked directly at Muxiang, "Sister Muxiang, stop."
Mu Xiang looked at her deeply, then continued walking forward, saying calmly, "I don't know what you're talking about."
Konoha's face became anxious, and he quickly took a few steps forward, stretching out his arms to block Muxiang.
"Sister Muxiang, please don't make the same mistake again. The Crown Princess is so kind to us. We can't do something that goes against our conscience."
Mu Xiang glanced at Mu Ye in confusion. "If you don't tell me and I don't tell you, how would the Crown Prince's Consort know? Besides, the Crown Prince's Consort did this without the Crown Prince and the Prince and Princess' knowledge."
She paused, then continued, "In other words, even if she knew, she would pretend not to know, so it would be a waste not to take the money, understand?"
Muye shook his head and said anxiously, "But since we work under the Crown Princess, she treats us well. She must have her own reasons for doing this. But Sister Muxiang's behavior is really unworthy of the Crown Princess's kindness!"
Mu Xiang looked impatient and didn't want to listen any further. She waved her hand and said, "Okay, okay, you are noble and capable. Since you are so capable, then go back and continue to be the First Lady of the Xiang Family!"
Scenes that he didn't want to recall suddenly flooded into Konoha's mind like a tide.
Konoha couldn't help but flinch at Mu Xiang's smug look.
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