After marrying a sickly and powerful official, Jiaojiao cries every day

Qi Jiuzhu frowned when he heard this, but he didn't dare to say anything.

"He won't die for now." Wen Ranyan stepped forward with his hands behind his back, glanced at where he was bleeding, and said jokingly, "But if the bleeding continues, it's hard to say."

Before Feng Qiwu could say anything, Wen Ranyan turned to Qi Jiuzhu and said, "After leaving the forest, there is a small town on the border. We can go there to recuperate first, and then ask a doctor to take a look at the injuries. Qi Jiuzhu, you go and make the arrangements first."

While Qi Jiuzhu responded, he glanced at Feng Qiwu unconsciously. Seeing that he had no objection, he went down to make the arrangements with peace of mind.

Feng Qiwu cast his gaze on Wen Ranyan and said with a smile: "You use my people very smoothly."

Wen Ranyan looked him in the eye and said, "But I am willing to listen to me. Who hurt you so badly? What if something bad happens on the way?"

Hearing a hint of concern in his words, Feng Qiwu smiled but said nothing.

Qi Jiuzhu was quick and agile and quickly got everything taken care of.

Not only did he invite a doctor, he also found an inn and booked a private room. It was so late and it was raining, so it was not easy to get an empty private room.

The private room was warmed by candlelight. Feng Qiwu leaned against the head of the bed with a cushion as the doctor examined his pulse and healed his injuries.

The doctor gasped when he saw the hideous wound. It was extremely rare that the patient could still be alive and well after such a serious injury. When he felt the patient's pulse and felt its strong and powerful feeling, he felt relieved.

He was a martial artist, and his internal strength was stronger than that of ordinary people. No wonder he could endure so much.

After the doctor prescribed some medicine for the wound, Qi Jiuzhu sent him back.

At that time, he and Wen Ranyan were the only ones left in the private room.

Wen Ranyan felt that the room was a bit stuffy, so she walked to the window and opened the screen a little.

The rain outside the window was getting heavier, and it seemed as if the only sound left between heaven and earth was the sound of raindrops hitting the ground, which was getting louder and louder, forming a scene of its own.

Wen Ranyan was so absorbed in looking at the rain pouring down like a column that she didn't hear Feng Qiwu calling her.

"What are you looking at so intently?" Feng Qiwu got out of bed and walked to the window, stroking her slender waist with his hands.

As soon as he came close to me, a scorching heat came over me.

Wen Ranyan was already feeling hot and stuffy, and now that he was close to her, she felt even hotter. She lost interest and said casually, "I'm watching the rain. What did you call me for?"

Feng Qiwu turned his head and stared at her, saying, "The waiter just brought some food. Don't you want to enjoy some wine and meat? They are all on the table now. Aren't you going to eat?"

Wen Ranyan took a look at the table and saw it filled with delicious wine and delicacies. The dishes were rich and exquisite. She didn't expect that this small border town also had such craftsmanship.

She regained some interest, gently pushed Feng Qiwu away, and walked to the table and sat down.

Feng Qiwu also sat down.

Wen Ranyan glanced at him and said with a hint of sarcasm: "There are mostly meat dishes on this table, but you are seriously injured. The doctor just now said that you can only eat light food these days. Therefore, you can only sit there and watch me eat. It's really hard for you."

Feng Qiwu listened and there was silence.

He has a simple appetite and doesn't mind eating light food or greasy and meaty food.

Seeing that she was eating so heartily, he couldn't help but think of the bowl of bitter medicine he had just drunk. He felt the bitterness still lingering in his mouth. Suddenly, he wanted to try something delicious to get rid of the bitterness.

Perhaps sensing his intolerance, Wen Ranyan served him a bowl of pigeon soup and said, "You can't eat greasy food, but you can have a bowl of clear soup."

"Thank you, ma'am." Feng Qiwu picked up the pigeon soup and drank it casually.

Wen Ranyan ate the meat and legs, and drank a bowl of pigeon soup, which made up for some of the weight loss in recent days. However, she still looked thin, so she would need to nourish herself again after returning home.

The two of them lived a very leisurely life.

Helian Xiao, who was far away in the Beilang Palace, was in a good mood these days.

At night, he went to the imperial concubine's place and stayed for half the night.

The woman's beautiful face and graceful figure are fascinating. The fragrance lingers in the hall, and the shark veil is fluttering. When their love is strong, they can't help but make love on the couch.

After the matter was settled, Helian Xiao did not stay in the palace for long. He sat on the dragon chariot and went to the imperial study.

Looking at the magnificent buildings in the rain always gives you a different feeling. The rain flows down from the bright yellow glazed eaves, forming a transparent rain curtain.

The wind chimes in the corridor were tinkling as they were hit by the rain. The crisp sound echoed long in the palace, but was soon covered by the sound of falling rain.

When Helian Xiao walked in wrapped in water vapor, Prime Minister Wen was already waiting inside.

Seeing him come in, he immediately knelt down and saluted: "Your Majesty, I pay my respects to you."

Helian Xiao strode forward, gave him a fake hand, and said, "My dear, there is no need to be so polite."

Prime Minister Wen knew that these were just polite words and he would not take them seriously. He had to perform all the necessary etiquette. The emperor was very suspicious and he could not afford to get into trouble because of not performing the etiquette.

"Your Majesty summoned me to the palace late at night, is it because of Feng Qiwu?" Seeing Helian Xiao nod, Prime Minister Wen continued, "Recently, I have been trying to find out about Feng Qiwu, but I have never found anything. However, the Turkic Khan Ashina Ba did lead his troops to the Western Desert."

They were the first to learn that the envoy from the Western Regions had returned and abducted Wen Ranyan. They also knew that Feng Qiwu loved his wife so much that he went to the Western Regions desert alone to rescue her without even bringing any other men.

This matter sounds normal, but it involves Beilang and the Western Regions, which must be wrong. As an emperor, Helian Xiao should stop it, but not only did he not stop it, he let it go and even secretly added fuel to the fire.

The Turks were able to know the news of Feng Qiwu's journey to the Western Desert so early because it was revealed at the instruction of Helian Xiao.

Thinking of the cold and sinister look on the emperor's face that night, Prime Minister Wen still felt a chill down his spine and was terrified.

The heart of an emperor is unpredictable, indifferent and cruel. Who knows if the next Feng Qiwu will be himself?

"No news, that's great news." Helian Xiao's face was hidden under the sheep-horn lamp, which made him look even colder. "He went to the desert of the Western Regions alone, with a delicate burden beside him. Facing Ashina Ba's army, he is simply a mantis trying to stop a chariot."

"Perhaps, they have both died in the desert and been buried by the sand."

Prime Minister Wen's lips moved slightly, but he did not respond.

Helian Xiao looked at the flickering light and fire and sneered: "The gentle land is the tomb of heroes. There is indeed some truth in this saying. Even someone like Feng Qiwu can hardly escape. If he really dies, it will be good."

Prime Minister Wen bowed and said, "Your Majesty, I will surely get what you wish for."

A smile appeared on Helian Xiao's lips.

At this time, Prime Minister Wen said, "Let's put the matter of Feng Qiwu aside for now. Your Majesty, should we consider selecting concubines to fill the harem?"

"Your Majesty has been on the throne for many years and still has no offspring. The fact of having an offspring is of utmost importance and is related to the future of the country. What do you think?"