Sang Luan held Meng Youning's arm, and the two of them leaned against the wall, holding their breath.
She silently retracted her hand, "We have to go out separately. You go out first. He is most likely here to look for you."
Meng Youning's pupils widened and she shook her head slightly, "Wait a moment, he should just be passing by."
Sang Luan was a little suspicious. She moved to the side, stretched her neck to take a look outside, and then quickly looked away.
She pressed her hands against the door, "He's almost at the door, you go out first."
As she spoke, Sang Luan reached out and gently pushed Meng Youning.
Meng Youning was not paying attention for a moment, and she let out a sigh, stumbled, and was forced to go out the door.
She just tried to stand firm, and when she looked up by chance, she smelled a familiar smell suddenly rushed into her nose.
Qi Ran has been squatting in her incense-making room every day recently, and her body is almost pickled with the flavor.
She only needed to sniff the scent to know who it was.
The people around were very noisy, and Meng Youning couldn't help but frown.
She silently took two steps back, keeping a distance of one foot between herself and Qi Ran.
With a distant smile on his face, he bowed slightly towards Qi Ran, "Youning, please..."
Before she finished her words, Qi Ran took her hand and said, "There's no need to be so polite between you and me."
In the blink of an eye, he exerted a little force on his hands and pulled Meng Youning into his arms, "What rouge? Do I need you to buy it yourself?"
He paused, looked up at the plaque above his head, "Qiu Zhuang Xie, the name is quite interesting."
Meng Youning frowned even more deeply, struggled silently, and left Qi Ran's arms silently.
Sang Luan, who was hiding behind the door, happened to see this scene.
Her eyes couldn't help but fall on Qi Ran.
Why does she always feel that Qi Ran looks at You Ning strangely?
It seems that you are not as disgusted as the first time?
"Just taking a look." Meng Youning drooped her eyelids slightly, turned around and left without looking back.
Qi Ran stayed where he was, first looking at Meng Youning who had already left, and then looking at Qiu Zhuangxie behind him.
He turned sideways and asked Cang Hei, who was standing beside him: "Cang Hei, what do you think?"
Cang Hei answered without hesitation, "Since the Crown Princess likes them, then buy them all and let her go back home and take her time to choose."
Qi Ran murmured softly, "Buy them all?"
Immediately, he turned around, glared at Cang Hei, and slapped him on the head, "Do I have that much money? You let me buy them all!"
Cang Hei held his head and rubbed it in pain, looking angry but unable to speak.
The prince's strength is getting stronger now.
Qi Ran pondered for a moment, took out the only little money he had on him, turned around and walked into Qiu Zhuangxie.
"Boss, look at how much you can take. Pack up all the nice ones in your house for me!" Qi Ran waved his hand, with a few silver bills pinched between his fingers.
Sun Jingfu's eyes suddenly lit up. He rubbed his hands and reached out to take the banknote.
"This can buy a lot of things, sir. Are you sure you want to buy all these banknotes into rouge?" Sun Jingfu suddenly said.
Qi Ran glanced around and said, "Yes, pack as much as you can."
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Sang Luan quietly moved to the side, and took advantage of the gap between the crowds to quickly rush out of Qiuzhuangxie.
She looked behind her as she ran.
After making sure that Qi Ran didn't notice her, she immediately picked up her clothes and ran forward quickly for a long distance.
Suddenly, Yupo reached out and pulled Sang Luan's sleeve.
Yupo stared at the front, his voice trembling, "Prime...Prime Minister..."
Sang Luan's expression froze and she slowly raised her head.
What caught my eye were those deep eyes.
Those black eyes that she had looked into countless times.
Standing beside him were Nie Zhiyang and Zhuo Jing.
Sang Luan swallowed silently, holding the candied haws she had just bought in her right hand and two pieces of Furong cake that she had just taken from Qiu Zhuang in her left hand.
She was stunned for only a moment, then quickly reacted.
What Feng Heng hates most is people who eat a lot and are very noisy.
Unfortunately, she has both of these.
Sang Luan subconsciously threw the lotus cake on her left hand into her mouth and swallowed it whole.
She tilted her head, hid the candied haws on her body, and waved at Feng Hengzhi with her free left hand, "Hi, what a coincidence, Brother Hengzhi."
Zhuo Jing couldn't help but click his tongue a few times, crossing his arms over his chest, looking like he was waiting for a good show.
After the previous two observations, he and Nie Zhiyang discovered that Boss Feng really didn't like Sang Luan.
Whether intentionally or unintentionally, her appearance in front of Boss Feng like this will only make Boss Feng dislike her even more.
He sighed softly, thinking that if he had to blame anyone, he could only blame the girl's bad luck.
It seems that Boss Feng is still brooding over what happened before.
Feng Hengzhi's eyes deepened slightly, and his gaze fell on the corner of Sang Luan'er's lips.
There was a touch of crystal clear red.
It must have been stained by the candied haws I had just eaten.
Sang Luan felt uncomfortable being stared at, and she was about to reach out her hand.
The next moment, Feng Heng's expression softened unusually. He slowly reached out his hand and gently wiped the color from the corner of Sang Luan's mouth.
Sang Luan's lips slowly pulled out a smile, "Thank you, Brother Hengzhi."
She shouldn't have provoked him before going out today, right?
Feng Hengzhi's eyes darkened a bit, and after a while, he said softly, "No thanks, just be careful out there."
Zhuo Jing and Nie Zhiyang, who were standing by, had already dropped their jaws in shock.
Nie Zhiyang reached out and manually closed Zhuo Jing's jaw.
Zhuo Jing pointed at Feng Hengzhi and looked sideways at Nie Zhiyang, "What's wrong with him? He clearly didn't even want to connect with me last time, but now he's taking action, and his eyes are so gentle?"
Before Nie Zhiyang could answer, Feng Hengzhi suddenly turned around and asked, "Why, do you have any objections?"
Nie Zhiyang silently moved to the side.
Zhuo Jing chuckled and waved his hand quickly, "No problem, no problem, please continue."
Immediately, Feng Hengzhi didn't even look at Sang Luan and was about to leave.
Suddenly, a mean sound came from Sang Luan's right ear.
"Hey, look who I met, the Prime Minister, it's really strange."
Without looking back, Sang Luan knew who it was.
She closed her eyes tightly. It was indeed not a good day to go out.
First he met Qi Ran, and then he met Feng Hengzhi.
Now the two meet again.
Are you playing against her here?
Sang Luan held her breath, focused her attention, and was about to pretend she knew nothing and leave.
"Is the Prime Minister's wife here too?"
Sang Luan, who had just raised one foot, gritted her teeth and was forced to turn around.
Why didn’t she realize that Qi Ran deserved a beating before?
At this moment, the top layer of sugar coating on the candied haws in Sang Luan's hand had begun to melt.
She smiled sweetly, "My Lord, what a coincidence."
Qi Ran put his hands behind his back.
Behind him, Cang Hei was holding a stack of exquisite boxes in his arms.
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