How did this person come here by chance?
He waved his hand with a forced smile, "It's okay for now, but it may not be the case later."
He quickly turned around and said anxiously, "You know what happened, right? She was the one who suddenly ran over and pulled me. I don't know anything."
Nie Zhiyang glanced at someone with a gloomy face not far away, then tactfully turned his head to the side. He said softly, "Don't ask me. If you want an explanation, go ahead and explain it yourself. I don't know anything."
Sang Luan had no idea what the two people behind her were talking about.
She took Feng Hengzhi's arm and said, "Husband, hurry up, grandma went to Chanqing Temple, she is in danger!"
A soft touch suddenly came from his arm. Feng Hengzhi could not help but slowly lower his eyes, his gaze falling on the pair of delicate little hands.
The hostility between his brows dissipated silently. "Is this what you were talking about just now?"
Sang Luan blurted out, "Yes, husband, hurry up and come with me to rescue them. If we go too late, grandma will really get hurt."
Feng Heng patted her hand gently.
He never knew that Sang Luan's hands were so delicate and smooth, and her skin was like a freshly peeled egg.
Feng Hengzhi hummed lightly, then looked around.
Suddenly, his eyes fell on a horse not far away. The next moment, Feng Hengzhi pulled Sang Luan forward a few steps.
"I'll use your horse first."
As he spoke, he jumped onto the horse and held the reins firmly with both hands.
Sang Luan's pupils widened slightly as she watched his smooth movements.
Feng Hengzhi sat steadily on the horse and stretched out his hand towards Sang Luan, "Get on."
Sang Luan stretched out her hand almost subconsciously, and before she could react, when she opened her eyes again, she was already on the horse.
"hold me."
Feng Hengzhi's voice was very faint.
Sang Luan hesitated for a moment, then reached out and gently pulled the clothes on Feng Hengzhi's shoulders.
The piece of fabric only reaches the second joint of the index finger.
Feng Hengzhi slightly turned his body, tugged at the reins in his hand, and pushed hard with his feet, "Gee!"
The horse broke into a run in an instant.
Sang Luan's pupils suddenly contracted, and she leaned forward involuntarily. The hand that was originally on Feng Hengzhi's shoulder moved to Feng Hengzhi's waist in an instant.
She closed her eyes tightly, pressed her whole body against Feng Hengzhi's back, and clasped her hands together in front of her.
Feng Hengzhi lowered his eyes slightly, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.
"Be careful!" Yu Amber behind him waved to Sang Luan.
Sang Luan opened her eyes and said loudly, "Yupo, go back home first."
Seeing this, Zhuo Jing and Nie Zhiyang behind him quickly followed, "Boss Feng, wait for us!"
ahead.
"You just said, where is your grandmother?"
Sang Luan resisted the urge to vomit, "Chanqing Temple."
Soon, Chan came outside the temple.
Feng Hengzhi was the first to dismount, put his arm around Sang Luan's slender waist, and carried her down.
After Sang Luan took a few moments to calm down, her vision gradually became clear.
She shook her head slightly and held Feng Hengzhi's arm with one hand.
She took a deep breath and waved her hand, "Don't worry about me for now, go save grandma."
Feng Hengzhi frowned, gave a few instructions to the person beside him, and went straight into Chanqing Temple.
Sang Luan stood there with one hand on her waist and the other on her heart, moving it down again and again.
At this moment, in Chanqing Temple.
Feng Hengzhi led his men and rushed in regardless of anything. He first looked around and found nothing strange.
The next moment, his eyes fell on the place of worship in front.
People who come to Chanqing Temple, in addition to burning a stick of incense at the door, also need to kowtow in the innermost room.
Only then can it be considered pious.
Feng Heng and his group were so large that they attracted the attention of others.
"this……"
Before the visitor could finish his words, Feng Hengzhi only gave him a look, and the people around him quickly pushed him aside.
He quickly searched for the old lady in the crowd, and suddenly, his sight stopped at a certain position in front.
His eyes turned cold, and he pulled the sword out of the hand of the person next to him without hesitation, and threw it away with quick eyes and hands.
In an instant, the sound of two metals colliding suddenly rang out.
The people who were worshipping Buddha around took a few steps back in horror.
Feng Hengzhi breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately he arrived in time.
The old lady who had just stood up turned around a little confusedly and saw Feng Hengzhi with a serious face.
She looked at the long sword and dagger that fell on the ground, and she understood instantly.
An hour later.
The Prime Minister's Mansion, Front Garden.
Sang Luan lay listlessly on the table beside her, staring ahead with a look of despair.
It was her first time riding a horse, and unexpectedly she got horse-sick.
The old lady was sitting at the upper seat, and below her was Feng Hengzhi.
The old lady's brows were furrowed throughout the whole process. After listening to Feng Hengzhi's explanation of the whole thing, she suddenly understood.
She slowly looked at Sang Luan who was lying on the table, "So, it was Luan'er who saved me?"
"But Luan'er, how did you know that the robber would show up at that time? How could such ordinary robbers dare to go to the temple?"
Sang Luan thought secretly that ordinary robbers would not dare to do that, but those people were at the end of their rope.
For them, there is nothing to worry about. As long as it can help them, they will try.
Oh no, I was too anxious at the time and was only thinking about saving people, so I didn’t think about this problem.
Sang Luan's originally somewhat empty eyes instantly focused.
She let out a cry and slowly straightened up.
She couldn't possibly be telling the truth.
"Grandma, actually I..."
Feng Shinian's voice suddenly rang out from outside the door, "Mother, Mother, I heard that you were almost injured in Chanqing Temple. How are you? Are you okay?"
Liu Wenxian also came back with him.
Sang Luan secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, her father came back in time, otherwise she would have a hard time explaining herself.
"It's okay. You received the news quite quickly. If it weren't for Luan'er and Zhi'er, I might have become a cold corpse now." The old lady raised her eyes and glanced at Feng Shinian who was not far away.
Feng Shinian had nothing to say and just kept saying yes.
"Luan'er, come here." The old lady waved to Sang Luan.
Sang Luan stepped forward obediently.
The old lady only gave a look, and Jin Rui beside her silently took out a wooden box from her sleeve.
Then he placed the wooden box respectfully on the table.
Then she lowered her head and quietly stepped aside.
The old lady slowly opened the wooden box and took out the things inside.
It was a wooden sign with no idea what was written on it.
The old lady took the wooden sign in her hand, lowered her eyes to glance at it, and then waved it in front of everyone. "I will make the decision today. This thing will be officially handed over to Luan'er for safekeeping. Do you have any objections?"
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