Look at the emotion and grasp it.
Look at these tears, the beauty is crying.
As she spoke, Sang Luan became even sadder and hugged Feng Hengzhi tightly.
The people who rushed over were already in a panic, but when they looked behind Sang Luan, they suddenly stopped and a hint of hesitation flashed across their faces.
Immersed in sorrow, Sang Luan didn't feel anything was wrong, and she cried even more sadly.
After returning to the mansion, Yupo woke up. When she heard that someone was coming to rescue her young lady, she quickly raised her hand and led the way.
Yupo pointed weakly behind Sang Luan and said, "Why don't you go and see how the Prime Minister is doing first?"
Sang Luan's crying stopped abruptly, her hands still on Feng Hengzhi's shoulders. She leaned back slightly and looked at Feng Hengzhi with suspicion.
Feng Hengzhi slowly opened his eyes, "Do you really want something to happen to me?"
This is embarrassing.
Sang Luan touched her nose silently and laughed, "How could that be? I was just scared just now."
She was silent for a moment, staring at the person in front of her in disbelief.
She reached out and carefully touched Feng Hengzhi's face, then probed under his nose.
Sang Luan stared at Feng Hengzhi, a hint of surprise at having regained what she had lost flashed across her eyes.
This emotion clearly fell into Feng Hengzhi's eyes.
"So you're not dead. I thought you were dead."
Yupo looked up at the sky innocently and said, "Miss, can the disappointment in your tone be more obvious?"
"I'm fine now." Feng Hengzhi patted Sang Luan's hand and said with difficulty, "If you don't let go, it may not be possible."
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