As soon as Nie Zhiyang finished speaking, Zhuo Jing touched his arm.
He turned around in confusion and saw Zhuo Jing blinking at him frantically.
In an instant, the air seemed to be filled with a strange atmosphere.
Nie Zhi fell silent again.
Feng Hengzhi glanced at Sang Luan nonchalantly and asked coldly, "Why are you here?"
Sang Luan narrowed her eyes slightly and was about to speak when she saw Feng Hengzhi wave his hand and leave without looking back, "Take it with you."
Sang Luan subconsciously let out a cry of "Ah".
Nie Zhiyang, who was standing by, stepped forward quickly, a faint smile on his face, "Please come in."
Sang Luan's eyes widened in disbelief. "Wait, you don't think I have any relationship with him, do you?"
She pointed at the person on the ground.
Zhuo Jing glanced at the back of someone in front of him, then silently looked away. "It might have been okay just now, but it's not necessarily the case now."
Sang Luan was speechless for a moment, and unpleasant smells mixed in the air.
Sang Luan's pretty eyebrows unconsciously frowned, and she raised her hand to cover her lips.
She silently leaned towards Feng Hengzhi, reached out and gently pulled the corner of Feng Hengzhi's clothes, but before she could move, Feng Hengzhi abruptly withdrew his hand.
He looked at her with a look of deep dissatisfaction, "How can you be so shameless as to tug at someone outside?"
Sang Luan said "oh" and silently withdrew her hand.
Isn't Feng Hengzhi the Prime Minister? Why does he have to personally handle such a matter?
Isn’t it just a matter of saying one thing and then the people below run around running around?
She lowered her eyes slightly to hide the thoughts in her eyes.
"Isn't that Lord Feng? How did he find time to come to our place?"
"Yeah, I'm also very curious. I don't know what the girl next to him did to fall into the hands of Lord Feng. She must have suffered a lot."
"Why should I accept it? She's the wife of the Prime Minister."
The people around him immediately withdrew their gazes and lowered their heads to do the things in their hands silently.
Feng Hengzhi walked in front, and Sang Luan followed him silently.
Along the way, the screams of prisoners being tortured could be heard from time to time.
Sang Luan lowered her head and paid close attention to the movements around her with bated breath.
Suddenly, she bumped into a hard back. She subconsciously raised her eyes and reached out to rub her forehead lightly.
Feng Hengzhi turned around and stared at her with a sinister look. Listening carefully, he could hear a hint of disgust in his voice. "What are you doing?"
Sang Luan rubbed her forehead and muttered softly, "Who told you to stop so suddenly?"
Feng Hengzhi snorted coldly, "This is simply unreasonable!"
The next moment, he slightly turned sideways and glanced at the two people beside him, "Who of you will interrogate her?"
Zhuo Jing and Nie Zhiyang on the side looked at each other at the same time.
Zhuo Jing spoke first, "I suddenly remembered that I seemed to have an appointment with someone, and it seems to be now. I have to go first."
Nie Zhiyang reacted instantly, "Ah, yes, I also have important matters to report to His Majesty at the morning court tomorrow."
As soon as Feng Hengzhi raised his eyes, he saw only two people leaving in a hurry.
He subconsciously stretched out his hand, and the next moment, there was nothing in front of him, and his hand paused slightly in the air.
Feng Hengzhi coughed lightly, silently withdrew his hand, looked around, and saw that they were all unknown people.
This matter concerns important matters of the court, so it seems that only he can conduct the interrogation personally.
After one stick of incense.
"Tell me, what is the relationship between you and Xu Chenxing?"
Feng Hengzhi spoke calmly, with a hint of coldness in his voice.
Sang Luan was stunned and speechless for a while.
Do you want to listen to what you are saying?
She suppressed her thoughts, and a smile slowly appeared on the corner of her mouth. The teardrop mole at the corner of her eye looked extremely charming in the dim candlelight.
She placed her hands flat on the table, leaned forward slightly, and stared at Feng Hengzhi opposite her without blinking.
Feng Hengzhi had a cold expression on his face, looking fair and selfless.
The next moment, Sang Luan opened her red lips and said, "Brother Hengzhi, Luan'er doesn't know him. It's purely coincidental that I appeared there today. Luan'er came here specifically to find some calming incense for Brother Hengzhi."
As she spoke, she reached out and pulled something out of her sleeve.
Feng Hengzhi paused, a puzzled expression on his face, "What are you looking for the tranquilizing incense for?"
Sang Luan sighed softly, tilted her head and glanced around. When her gaze fell on Feng Hengzhi again, she said softly, "It's because my husband feels uncomfortable at night and can't sleep well. Luan'er naturally sees it and feels pain in her heart."
She put her hand over her heart, looking very distressed.
Everyone around lowered their heads silently.
After a while, Feng Hengzhi spoke again, "Then how do you explain the powder on your body?"
"My husband knows Luan'er. Luan'er only has my husband in her heart." Sang Luan sighed and lowered her eyes. When she raised them again, her face was stained with anger. "These people saw that I was alone, so...they had such dirty thoughts. In desperation, I just...just..."
As she spoke, she coughed lightly a few times, then covered her face with her hands, her shoulders trembling slightly, and she looked extremely sad.
Feng Hengzhi narrowed his eyes slightly, then suddenly stood up and stared at Sang Luan with a cold expression, "Sang Luan!"
Sang Luan calmed down a bit, then looked up, her face full of confusion, "What's wrong?"
The coldness on Feng Hengzhi's face grew even stronger. "If you keep yelling!"
Sang Luan cried out, aggrieved, "But you are Luan'er's husband."
Her red lips were slightly parted, her eyes were slightly red, and she was looking at him innocently.
Feng Hengzhi swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth silently when he met Sang Luan's clear and innocent eyes.
In fact, what Sang Luan just said is not unbelievable.
With her looks, it is really hard to meet someone like her.
He calmed down a little, and when he looked up again, there was still a coldness in his eyes.
Then, when Feng Hengzhi asked about the main business, Sang Luan first removed herself with a faint smile, and then expressed her love for Feng Hengzhi and her heartache when she saw him in pain.
After asking for a long time, in the end, the people around only knew one thing.
That is, the Prime Minister’s wife loves the Prime Minister from the bottom of her heart, puts him first in everything, and cares about him from the bottom of her heart.
The chief officer in charge of the Ministry of Justice clenched his fist, brought it to his lips and coughed lightly.
Immediately, he slowly stepped forward, bowed slightly, and after pondering for a moment, he whispered beside Feng Hengzhi, "Sir Feng, the Ministry of Justice is dark and damp. Why don't you and your wife go back to the mansion and talk?"
Feng Hengzhi raised his eyes coldly, frowning slightly, and suddenly asked, "What do you mean?"
The chief officer's expression paused, and he just glanced silently at Sang Luan opposite him. Sang Luan immediately gave him a very bright smile in return.
He looked away instantly.
Suddenly, Feng Hengzhi stood up, slightly sideways, and said in a voice that was neither happy nor angry, "She is a prisoner now, not the wife of the Prime Minister. You must treat her equally. Use whatever means you used on others and tell me the truth!"
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