Sang Luan's face froze, and it seemed as if she stepped on something.
A terrible thought flashed through my mind.
She held her breath, slowly lowered her head, and her eyes really caught sight of a jade pendant.
As luck would have it, she stepped on the jade pendant.
She touched her nose unconsciously and moved to the side silently.
The crisp sound was heard again, and the jade pendant, which had some cracks, suddenly broke into two pieces.
Sang Luan felt guilty, cleared her throat and opened her lips slightly.
The next moment, Feng Hengzhi quickly stepped forward, and his expression became even colder when his eyes fell on the broken jade pendant on the ground.
He suddenly looked at Sang Luan, gritting his teeth, "Sang Luan!"
He slowly squatted down, picked up the pieces one by one, placed them in the palm of his hand, and pursed his thin lips.
Sang Luan's heart suddenly started to ring with alarm bells. Feng Hengzhi looked like he was about to face a storm.
Dangerous, very dangerous!
She glanced at Feng Hengzhi calmly and took a step back silently.
At this time, all the guests in the hall had left. The palace maids who originally wanted to enter the hall to clean up retreated consciously when they saw the situation inside the hall.
In a flash, Feng Hengzhi and Sang Luan were the only ones left in the hall.
Sang Luan looked at the unusually quiet hall and felt inexplicably uneasy.
Her eyes flashed slightly, and she was about to put a safe distance between herself and Feng Hengzhi.
However, as soon as she raised her foot, she saw Feng Hengzhi had already carefully placed the two jade pendants into his arms.
Then he stood up, raised his eyes, and stared at her with a grim gaze.
She swallowed silently, turned around and ran without hesitation.
Feng Hengzhi stepped forward with a grim expression on his face. He suddenly reached out and grabbed Sang Luan's slender neck.
His eyes seemed to be spitting out raging fire.
He just turned his wrist slightly for a moment, then pinched Sang Luan's neck and pushed her backwards at an extremely fast speed.
It was uncomfortable, my body suddenly felt weightless, and the feeling of suffocation in my neck became more and more severe.
Sang Luan subconsciously stretched out her hands, grabbed Feng Hengzhi's hand, and tried her best to break free.
However, the difference in strength between her and Feng Hengzhi was too great. She tried her best but could only pry open one finger of Feng Hengzhi's hand.
Sang Laluan felt the blood rushing to her brain, and her cheeks suddenly turned an abnormal red.
The whole person leaned back completely.
"Bang"
Something suddenly hit her from behind, and Sang Luan felt like her heart was about to jump out of her chest.
Suddenly, I felt a fishy and sweet taste in my throat, and then a trickle of blood slowly flowed from the corner of my mouth.
At this moment, Feng Hengzhi seemed to be in a crazy state, and no matter what others said, it was useless.
"I can recover." Sang Luan uttered word by word.
After he finished speaking, the strength in Feng Hengzhi's hand suddenly loosened a little.
Sang Luan took advantage of his moment of distraction and was planning to use this opportunity to break free from his shackles.
However, the next moment, Feng Hengzhi was suddenly pushed aside, the restraint on her neck disappeared instantly, and she felt a lot more relaxed.
She bent over and coughed several times before she felt a little better.
As soon as she raised her eyes, she saw Feng Hengzhi staring at the person in front of him with bloodshot eyes, and there was a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth.
Sang Luan's pupils suddenly widened. Before she could recover from the scene in front of her, she saw Feng Hengzhi being grabbed by the collar by another person. The person clenched his right hand into a fist and swung it at Feng Hengzhi's face without hesitation.
In the blink of an eye, another bruise appeared on Feng Hengzhi's face.
Feng Hengzhi frowned, touched the spot where he was hit, and hissed, "You'd better know what you're doing!"
Sang Luan glanced at the man who had done the action. He looked to be about sixteen years old, and the childishness on his face had not yet completely faded.
At this moment, the boy's slightly immature face was full of anger.
The young man glared at Feng Hengzhi, folded his hands together and shook them left and right.
Immediately, the young man snorted coldly, "I know it very well!"
As the two were confronting each other, a figure suddenly appeared at the entrance of the hall. He silently watched everything that happened in the hall.
When his eyes fell on the beautiful woman in the hall, his expression instantly became complicated.
His brows softened a lot, but the next moment, as if he had thought of something, his eyes suddenly became sharp.
Immediately, he threw his sleeves heavily, turned around and walked away.
Inside the hall.
The young man rolled up his sleeves and pretended to move forward again.
Sang Luan was stunned. She didn't expect that someone would dare to rush up and punch Feng Heng.
She turned sideways, trying to get a better look.
"How long do you plan to keep watching?" Feng Hengzhi suddenly turned around, looked at her coldly, and spoke suddenly.
Sang Luan was very disappointed and wanted to continue watching.
Whether in the book or in the Feng Hengzhi she had come into contact with recently, he was not someone to be trifled with. It was truly unprecedented that someone could hit him.
There was still a wound on the corner of Sang Luan's mouth. Feng Hengzhi had attacked her too suddenly just now, and her neck was still red.
The throat is sore and itchy.
"You said you could recover." Feng Hengzhi coughed lightly, "I'll give you three days."
He reached out and gently touched the corner of his mouth, his eyes slightly gloomy, and handed the jade pendant that was broken into two to Sang Luan.
Sang Luan took it carefully and put it in her arms.
Feng Hengzhi glanced at Sang Luan, then at the young man beside him, "As expected of a family, they're both so unreasonable."
After saying that, he left the place.
"Stop!" the young man said, as if to catch up with him. "Speak clearly to me!"
Sang Luan felt a slight headache and quickly grabbed him, "He's the Prime Minister. If you really do anything to him, both you and I will be in trouble."
She spoke patiently, and suddenly her expression paused.
What did Feng Hengzhi say just now?
A family?
She came back to her senses and looked at the indignant young man. Just as she was about to speak, she heard a voice full of grievance, "Then I can't just stand there and let him bully you!"
He curled his lips and said, "Besides, the person I beat wasn't some Prime Minister, but just an incompetent brother-in-law."
Sang Luan was confused. Did the original owner have a younger brother?
She strained to recall and finally remembered that it was indeed mentioned once during the palace banquet.
Sang Zhao, the second son of the Sang family, is also Sang Luan's younger brother.
In the original book, the original owner kept jumping wildly on Feng Hengzhi's bottom line in order to make Feng Hengzhi look at her more.
There were several times when Feng Hengzhi was seen going crazy by Sang Zhao, who even attacked him on the spot.
In the end, when Feng Hengzhi dealt with the Sang family, he was beaten to a cripple and had to beg on the streets.
Sang Zhao opened and closed his mouth, then lowered his head and took out a few purses from his sleeve, handing them to Sang Luan, "Come home when you have time, your parents miss you very much."
He paused, then added, "I miss you too."
Sang Luan wanted to say something, but when she looked up, she saw the other person's back as he hurried away.
She hurriedly trotted out of the palace, and when she saw the scene in front of her, she fell silent.
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