Nie Mansion.
"Boss Feng, what's wrong with you?" Zhuo Jing leaned aside with his arms folded. "You didn't even know when someone put a Gu on you. And the way this Gu entered your body is very unique. Only those close to you have this opportunity."
Feng Hengzhi's brows knitted together slightly, "Gu?"
Zhuo Jing nodded and pointed at a pool of sticky liquid on the ground. "Yes, look, this is the poisonous insect, but it has been forced out now. And this kind of poisonous insect usually has two. Now that your one has been forced out, the other one will automatically leave your body."
Feng Hengzhi looked up, and when his gaze fell on the pool of liquid on the ground, an inexplicable thought suddenly surged in his mind.
As soon as he moved, he felt a sudden pain in front of him.
"How am I injured?"
Zhuo Jing spread his hands and shrugged. "Who knows what's wrong with you? When we got here, you were already like this."
Feng Hengzhi slowly lay back down, "Then how long was I unconscious? Did you send the news of my injury back to the mansion? Did Luan'er know?"
Nie Zhiyang suddenly started coughing violently.
Feng Hengzhi glanced over and asked, "What are you doing?"
Nie Zhiyang waved his hand and said, "It's nothing. Why don't you wait until you're better and go back to take a look yourself."
He lowered his head, folded his hands, and muttered, "Anyway, I guess it's already a mess."
Feng Hengzhi glanced at Nie Zhiyang, "What are you mumbling about there?"
Nie Zhiyang quickly raised his head and waved his hands, "Nothing, nothing. What I mean is, do you really not remember how you got injured?"
Feng Hengzhi frowned and thought carefully in his mind.
He always felt that there was something else behind the other person's words.
He reached out and tapped his head lightly. "I can't remember anything. My mind feels like a mess."
Nie Zhiyang and Zhuo Jing on the side looked at each other at the same time.
Feng Hengzhi raised his eyebrows slightly, "Are you two hiding something from me?"
As soon as the words fell, the two shook their heads in tacit understanding, "No, no, absolutely not, what could we possibly be hiding from you, right?"
Feng Hengzhi glanced at the two people not far away with some suspicion.
I always feel like something is wrong.
He supported himself on the bed with both hands, then slowly sat up.
Feng Hengzhi suppressed the pain and glanced down at the wound.
It's a sword wound.
The next moment, he got off the bed.
As soon as he stood up, Zhuo Jing hurried forward to support him, "Your wound has just healed, you need to rest for at least two more hours before moving again. Then someone will send you back. Don't rush it now."
Feng Hengzhi walked forward and said without hesitation, "No, Luan'er is still in the mansion. She will be worried if she can't see me."
As soon as these words were spoken, the surroundings fell into silence again.
Even though he couldn't remember what happened, Feng Hengzhi noticed something was wrong.
He found a seat and sat down, then said in a cold voice, "You two, tell me, what's going on?"
Zhuo Jing and Nie Zhiyang looked at each other.
Finally, Zhuo Jing silently stepped forward and said tentatively, "We heard a while ago that you didn't return to the mansion because of Tu Ling. Not only did you draw your sword against the man in the mansion, you even spoke ill of him."
As Zhuo Jing spoke, he carefully observed Feng Hengzhi's expression.
The more he listened, the more confused Feng Hengzhi looked.
What the other party said was both familiar and unfamiliar to him.
He stood up instantly and said, "Hurry up, take me back home now."
Seeing that he really couldn't persuade her, Zhuo Jing reluctantly agreed, "Since this is what you asked for, then I will satisfy you."
Soon, Zhuo Jing and Nie Zhiyang accompanied Feng Hengzhi back to the Prime Minister's Mansion.
The front garden of the Prime Minister's Mansion.
As soon as Feng Heng stepped in, he saw the old lady, Feng Shinian and Liu Wenxian sitting in the main seat.
The only thing missing was that thin figure.
Feng Hengzhi always felt a little lost in his heart.
He still spoke, "Where's Luan'er?"
The old lady stood up, glared at him fiercely, and finally said nothing, just snorted coldly.
Then, he was supported by his men and went to the back garden.
Feng Hengzhi stretched out his hand slightly forward.
The next moment, Liu Wenxian stood up again suddenly, staring straight at Feng Hengzhi.
She opened her mouth slightly and finally sighed leisurely, "Well, since you dislike Luan'er so much, this situation may be for the best."
Her eyes darkened. "As long as you don't regret it when you think about this in the future, that's all that's fine."
Feng Hengzhi's brows were furrowed tighter and tighter.
He raised his hand and rubbed his brow, looking confused.
Zhuo Jing couldn't help but say, "Boss Feng, I know you couldn't let go of Miss Tu Ling before. Now that she has suddenly returned, you must have some thoughts in your mind, but don't forget, there is another person in this mansion. You really went too far this time."
After saying this, Zhuo Jing turned his head to the side.
Feng Hengzhi waved his hands randomly and went straight back to Wufengxuan.
Zhuo Jing and Nie Zhiyang followed Feng Hengzhi closely.
The two of them slowed down their pace at the same time.
Zhuo Jing leaned back and gently touched Nie Zhiyang's arm. "What do you think of him? Pretending he didn't do it?"
Nie Zhiyang looked at the figure in front of him and shook his head. "That shouldn't be the case. It might be because of the Gu. We just took it out not long ago. He probably hasn't recovered yet. In half an hour at most, he should be able to remember everything he forgot before."
Feng Hengzhi casually called over to a maidservant beside him, "Where are the things in my room? Why are those calming incense gone?"
The maid shrank her neck, looking terrified. "My lord, it was the young mistress who took all the calming incense away. She said..."
The maidservant suddenly stopped and didn't dare to say anything else.
Feng Hengzhi straightened his expression and said coldly, "Just tell the truth, and I will forgive you."
The maid thought for a moment, then slowly spoke, "Young Madam said, this tranquilizing incense is such a waste to use on you. You might as well just throw it away and still hear the sound. I was blind before. If you want to use such a good thing again in the future, get it yourself. If you can't eat or sleep well in the future, no one will feel sorry for you. You deserve it, you scumbag! Bah!"
The maid said this with a beaming expression on her face, while she put her hands on her hips and pointed at Feng Hengzhi.
After saying this, the maid silently took a step back and returned to her cowering appearance. "That's what the young lady said at the beginning."
Feng Hengzhi's face turned ashen.
He waved his hand and said, "Okay, I understand. Go down."
Half an hour later.
Feng Hengzhi suddenly felt a splitting headache.
In an instant, countless images flashed through my mind.
Finally, the scene stopped at the night before.
It stopped at the scene where Sang Luan pointed the tip of her sword at him.
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