Only in this way did she feel much better.
The person who forced her was the same person who had spoken sweet words to her not long ago.
Meng Youning clenched his fists and stared at the ground. "Black is black, white is white. You want me to apologize for a fabricated lie? I tell you, it's absolutely impossible."
Qi Ran had a cold face and stepped directly on Meng Youning's ankle. "Is that so? Then I'm interested. I really want to see which is harder, your body or your mouth."
And the other side.
After Sang Luan said "It's my fault", her eyes turned cold and she grabbed a stone next to her.
When I turned sideways inadvertently, I caught a glimpse of some silver-shining objects beside me.
Her eyes suddenly lit up. It was the silver needle that Tu Ling had just discarded!
She picked it up regardless and held it tightly in her hand.
He grabbed Tu Ling's leg with one hand and used the force to stand up.
Holding two silver needles in his hand, he pressed them against Tu Ling's body and looked at Feng Hengzhi warily, "Don't come over!"
Feng Hengzhi's eyes deepened slightly, and he subconsciously wanted to step forward.
Sang Luan quickly pulled Tu Ling back a few steps, "If you dare to take another step forward, I will insert this needle right into you. Don't think I'm kidding you."
Feng Hengzhi's eyes flushed red, "Let Ling'er go."
Sang Luan sneered, "You call her Ling'er so affectionately. If you don't know her, you might think she's your legal wife. I think I shouldn't be the Prime Minister's wife, and Ningning shouldn't be the Crown Prince's Consort anymore. We should just give up our positions to her."
Sang Luan always paid attention to Feng Hengzhi in front of her.
After seeing the other party stop where he was, he turned around and shouted at Qi Ran, "Qi Ran, let Ning Ning go immediately, do you hear me? Otherwise, even if I have to drag your sister Ling with me today, she will be buried with us."
Tu Ling hugged Sang Luan's hand with a frightened look on her face, "Luan'er, calm down, don't be like this."
Sang Luan pointed at Qi Ran without caring, "I said let her go."
As he spoke, the silver needle against Tu Ling's skin moved deeper.
Qi Ran retracted his foot and said, "Calm down, I'll let go."
Meng Youning raised her eyes slightly, her tone revealing undisguised concern, "Luan'er, be careful."
Sang Luan glanced at Cang Hei and said, "Cang Hei, take the sword from Feng Hengzhi's hand."
Qi Ran said loudly, "Cang Hei, you traitor! Don't move!"
Sang Luan's tone was a little anxious, "Cang Hei, hurry up, there's no time!"
Cang Hei gritted his teeth and bowed to Qi Ran, "I'm sorry, Prince. I can't bear to see you do evil and continue to make mistakes."
The next moment, Cang Hei quickly moved to Feng Hengzhi's side.
Feng Heng's eyes were always on Tu Ling, and the sword in his hand was snatched away by Cang Hei with quick eyes and hands.
Seeing this, Sang Luan reluctantly breathed a sigh of relief.
"Take care of your own things."
Cang Hei was just about to insert the sword into the scabbard.
Tu Ling, who had been threatened, suddenly looked cold. While Sang Luan's attention was on Feng Hengzhi, she suddenly stretched out her hand and hit Sang Luan's hand directly with a knife.
Sang Luan was not paying attention for a moment and the silver needle in her hand fell to the ground.
She lowered her eyes and wanted to pick it up again, but the silver needle was no longer in sight.
Tu Ling opened her lips slightly and whispered in Sang Luan's ear, "You're still too naive. You're threatening me, someone who uses silver needles all the time, with a silver needle. Do you think I'll really be scared of you?"
Tu Ling leaned back slightly and put one hand on Cang Hei's shoulder.
Taking advantage of the other party's turning head, he decisively reached out towards the sword in Cang Hei's hand.
Sang Luan realized what Tu Ling was going to do, and with lightning speed, he shouted, "Cang Hei!"
Cang Hei reacted quickly, turned around, and threw the sword in his hand to Sang Luan.
Sang Luan leaned forward slightly and grasped the hilt of the sword accurately with his right hand.
She raised her eyes and pointed the tip of the sword at Tu Ling without hesitation.
The next moment, Feng Hengzhi quickly moved in front of Tu Ling.
“Puff!”
The sound of a sharp weapon piercing flesh suddenly rang out, seeming particularly abrupt in the already quiet night.
The tip of the sword happened to penetrate Feng Hengzhi's left shoulder.
Feng Hengzhi lowered his eyes to look at the tip of the sword. Pain suddenly swept through his body, and the turbidity in his eyes slowly dissipated.
A hint of pity flashed across Sang Luan's eyes, and in just a moment, she regained her composure. "Move aside, I'm not targeting you."
Feng Hengzhi looked at her steadily, "I won't move aside. If you want to hurt Ling'er today, you'll have to step over my dead body."
Sang Luan lowered her head and couldn't help but chuckle.
She was so angry that she laughed.
I really want to kill myself, but I always feel that someone else should die.
She got angry, exhaled, and repeated this several times before her mood calmed down a little.
The hand holding the hilt of the sword tightened a little.
A hint of clarity gradually emerged in Feng Heng's eyes.
His brows were furrowed, and he subconsciously reached out to grasp the tip of the sword, looking around in confusion.
Finally, his gaze fell firmly on Sang Luan's face in front of him.
He opened his mouth slightly, "Luan'er, why are you..."
Sang Luan gritted her teeth and ruthlessly pushed the tip of the sword inward a little.
The turbidity in Feng Hengzhi's eyes completely dissipated, leaving only pain on his face.
He grasped the tip of the sword directly, leaned forward, and the tip of the sword went deeper.
Sang Luan was startled, then she gripped the hilt of the sword with both hands and continued forward inch by inch, "I didn't know you could go to such lengths for your Ling'er!"
She lowered her eyes and chuckled again.
That laugh contained a hint of mockery and a hint of relief.
Even though she knew the reason why Feng Hengzhi protected Tu Ling so much.
But, at this point, she was no longer willing to believe it was just because of so-called force majeure.
At least, in Feng Hengzhi's heart, Sang Luan herself is dispensable.
The next moment, Sang Luan raised her eyes slightly, and without thinking, she pulled the tip of the sword out from Feng Hengzhi's left shoulder.
Feng Hengzhi was like a deflated ball, kneeling on one knee, unconsciously covering the injured area with his other hand.
He raised his eyes with difficulty and slowly extended a hand towards Sang Luan, "Luan'er, I..."
Sang Luan turned her head to the side and said, "Don't call me that."
Tu Ling's pupils suddenly shrank and she quickly looked at Feng Hengzhi.
She couldn't help but panic for a moment, then she quickly walked to Feng Hengzhi's side, put her arm around him, and said in time, "Hengzhi, Hengzhi, are you okay?"
Tu Ling suddenly looked up and glared at Sang Luan fiercely, "Sang Luan, I really mean no harm. Why don't you believe me? You even attacked Heng Zhi!"
Feng Hengzhi trembled a few times and followed Sang Luan's figure with his eyes.
Tears gradually welled up in the corners of his eyes.
In addition to the pain from the wound, his heart was also twitching slightly.
The pain was so severe that he couldn't speak for a moment.
Tu Ling's tone was low, "Hengzhi, I feel so bad. Is it true that they will only be happy if I die?"
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