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

As these words were spoken, the private room suddenly turned into a cold one, with undercurrents surging and one could hear a pin drop.

After drinking a cup of tea, Wen Ranyan laughed and said sarcastically, "If one plan fails, they will come up with another. On the surface, it is a talent show, but in reality, they just want to use Chu Lanyue to hinder Lord Chu. In the future, Lord Chu will be worried about his daughter in the deep palace, so he will have to think twice about everything and can't speak freely."

She glanced at Feng Qiwu and said, "Lord Chu only said a few good words for you for the sake of the country, but Helian Xiao is still afraid of him. How can he be emperor when he is so narrow-minded and has no sense of the overall situation?"

This statement is extremely outrageous. If someone with ulterior motives heard it, he would probably lose his head.

But Wen Ranyan did not hold back at all and spoke freely in a leisurely voice. If you wanted to chop off her head, you would have to have the ability to do so.

Qi Jiuzhu's heart trembled when he heard this, but their master seemed to agree with it. Even if he was nervous, he couldn't say anything.

Feng Qiwu stroked the teacup, smiled and looked at it for a long while before saying, "Madam, what you said is very true. He is indeed narrow-minded and short-sighted. I will find an opportunity to pull him down from that position in the future, so that he will not destroy the kingdom I have worked so hard to build."

Everyone wants to sit in that high position, but he is disdainful of it. After all, that's his personality.

He was indifferent to etiquette and unrestrained. If he were really trapped in that square sky, reviewing memorials all day long and listening to the chattering of those old stubborn people in the court, he would probably go crazy.

Therefore, he selected a person he liked from among the royal family. At that time, Helian Xiao's eyes revealed a clear stupidity, and he had a kind and broad mind. Unexpectedly, in just a few years, he became like this. Even his face changed, and he was disgusting at first sight.

He has a way to lift him up, and he has a way to pull him down.

Feng Qiwu spoke casually, but Qi Jiuzhu was shocked and frightened when he heard it.

Although this place is remote, is it really a good idea to plot such a bold rebellion?

But no matter what, he swore to follow his master to the death, and thousands of soldiers in the barracks also swore to follow him to the death.

Wen Ranyan looked at him, then smiled and said, "But that's a matter for the future. Now that he has set his sights on Chu Lanyue, do you want to go back to the capital to help him?"

Feng Qiwu drank the cup of tea slowly, and then said in a leisurely manner: "Lord Chu is not a mediocre person. He can handle such a small matter by himself. Besides, he has the golden pardon order in his hand, so even if he disobeys the order, Helian Xiao will not dare to do anything to him."

Wen Ranyan also knew that Lord Chu was not a simple character. After hearing what he said, she did not dwell on it and immediately changed the subject, saying, "This roast duck tastes really authentic, fat but not greasy, juicy and delicious. How about buying a few more to eat on the way tomorrow?"

Feng Qiwu smiled faintly and agreed, "Yes."

The sharp atmosphere faded a little, and Qi Jiuzhu knew that it was inappropriate for him to stay any longer, so he turned around quietly and walked out, carefully closing the door.

Because they have to get up early to set off tomorrow, Feng Qiwu has already spent the day hanging out, which makes him very well-behaved.

When they went to bed to rest at night, Feng Qiwu only held her slender waist and nothing else.

The weather was fine and the sun was shining brightly on the day they returned to Beijing. The nearby mountains were covered with mist and clouds. Even the green flowers and trees were covered with a layer of mist, making it seem like a fairyland.

Wen Ranyan rolled up the bamboo curtain, with the smoky color in his eyes, and said, "Alas, I have to go back soon. It's only been a few days, but I always feel like I'm in another world."

After hearing this, Feng Qiwu suddenly opened his eyes. He held her tightly, with an unclear emotion in his dark eyes.

"Don't you want to go back with me?"

In the cramped carriage, the warmth suddenly dissipated and the cold came violently.

Wen Ranyan still rolled up the bamboo curtain. She looked back in the glow, her charming eyes sparkling with a different kind of confusion: "I didn't say that. Making random guesses will hurt your heart and your body, which is always bad."

Feng Qiwu sat a few steps closer and sat right next to her.

The wheels of the car were shaking, and Feng Qiwu used the force to move closer and pressed her against the wall of the car.

Wen Ranyan's hands loosened due to the collision, and the bamboo curtain rolled down in an instant. The sunlight penetrated through the gaps in the bamboo weaving, and the entangled figures of the two were reflected on it, gradually blending together like water, becoming indistinguishable from each other.

"What's going on?" Wen Ranyan had a smile in his eyes, and he seemed to be tempting her lightly.

"Then will you stay with me forever?"

Feng Qiwu's nose was touching hers, and his deep and burning black eyes were filled with countless paranoia, as if a fire was burning, trying to burn and melt Wen Ranyan.

Wen Ranyan hugged his neck, her thin lips parted, and her breath was as sweet as orchid: "I am your legally married wife. If I don't stay with you, who should I stay with?"

She spoke ambiguously and her voice sounded soft and gentle, but she never gave a direct answer. She always just said nice things, which made it sound deliberate and perfunctory.

"Just give me a pass."

Feng Qiwu's eyes became deeper, with a hint of coldness.

Wen Ranyan leaned in softly, her lips pressed against his as if teasingly, her words revealing a hint of seduction: "I've said it so bluntly, how could it be perfunctory?"

"As long as I am your wife, I will stay by your side. Isn't that just perfunctory?"

But a wife or a husband can always divorce.

Wen Ranyan touched his throat with a teasing and seductive posture, but the smile in her eyes was always mixed with a hint of unclear emotions, so quiet and faint that it made people feel uneasy.

Feng Qiwu didn't like the look in her eyes, so he reached out to cover her eyes, and the kiss came as crazy as heavy rain.

The carriage was shaking, and the figure reflected on the bamboo curtain was swaying, it was extremely crazy.

Wen Ranyan gently held his shoulders, pushed him away, and said, "Stop making trouble. Your wound has broken open again."

Amidst the thick and charming smell, a hint of blood wafts into the nose, which is hard to ignore.

The punishment-like tenderness was interrupted, and Feng Qiwu was like a ferocious wolf that could not be satisfied, with impatience and viciousness in his eyes.

He was just about to say don't worry about it, but he saw Wen Ranyan had already taken out the golden wound medicine and was about to apply it to him.

Feng Qiwu's eyes were fiery and cold. He endured and finally didn't say the words of rejection. However, when he thought of her perfunctory words just now, the irritation in his heart could not be vented, which made him even more gloomy and terrifying.

It sounded so nice, but in the end, she wouldn't even lie to him.

But so what?

Even if his person runs to the ends of the earth, he will bring her back, lock her up in the house and play with her day and night.

When we returned to Feng Mansion, the sun was already setting.

The setting sun was as red as blood, and the flowers and trees in the garden were stained with a layer of blood-red. The camellia flowers in the garden were in full bloom, swaying in the wind in clusters, and when stained with blood, they looked dazzlingly beautiful.

The news of the two returning home soon spread to the palace...