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

Helian Xiao frowned and felt more uncomfortable when he was stung by his gaze.

But he hid his emotions very well. He was stunned for only a moment before he opened his lips and said, "My dear Feng, don't worry about where I heard it from. Just answer me yes or no."

Feng Qiwu met his gaze, smiled brightly, and said lazily, "Of course not. It would be fine if you just treat these absurd remarks as a joke, but Your Majesty actually believed them?"

Helian Xiao was angry and was about to speak, but was interrupted by Feng Qiwu: "I closed the door to visitors because my wife unfortunately caught a severe cold. The cold is very hard to bear, so I closed the door to visitors and didn't want to spread the cold."

As he finished speaking, Wen Ranyan took out an embroidered handkerchief and covered her lips with it, coughing lightly a few times at the right time.

Perhaps she was afraid of disturbing Tianyan, so she suppressed the sound of her cough. In an instant, her eyes seemed to be filled with a layer of mist, and the ripples in her eyes were like smoke. She looked both well-behaved and pitiful.

When Helian Xiao heard the cough, he silently covered his mouth and nose with his sleeves. When the sound died down, he pretended to take off his sleeves.

Feng Qiwu almost laughed out loud when she saw his embarrassing look.

Helian Xiao stared intently, the tassels on his head swaying slightly, obscuring the coldness in his eyes.

He looked at Wen Ranyan for a moment, but couldn't find anything wrong with her. It seemed that she had really caught a severe cold, and even her body was as fragile as a willow in the wind, easily broken.

Wen Ranyan raised her eyes, the water in her eyes trembled slightly, and she whispered softly: "I am sorry for disturbing your Majesty, I hope your Majesty will forgive me."

"No problem." Helian Xiao suppressed his disgust and looked at Feng Qiwu again, saying, "Your wife does look sick and delicate. Has she seen a doctor? What did the doctor say?"

Feng Qiwu curled his lips and spoke word by word, "I've checked. He took medicine for a few days and is now well. He still coughs occasionally, but that's okay."

"A long-term cough is not good." Helian Xiao groaned: "Why not let the imperial physician in the palace take a look? The imperial physician's medical skills are always better than those quack doctors."

Before Feng Qiwu could respond, Helian Xiao summoned Imperial Physician Chen.

He said nice things, but he was just suspicious in his heart. He wanted to ask Imperial Physician Chen to check whether Wen Ranyan was really infected with the disease. If he couldn't find out, he would probably charge Feng Qiwu with deceiving the emperor.

Imperial Physician Chen bowed first, and after Helian Xiao called him to stand up, he said, "Imperial Physician Chen, Lord Feng's wife has caught a cold, and she hasn't recovered yet. Please go and take a look at her and prescribe another dose of medicine for her."

Imperial Physician Chen bowed and said, "I obey your orders."

He looked at Wen Ranyan and said, "Madam Feng, please follow me."

Wen Ranyan glanced at Feng Qiwu, and finally, she set her gaze on Chen Imperial Physician, and said softly, "Sorry to trouble you, Chen Imperial Physician."

Imperial Physician Chen brought Wen Ranyan to the side hall.

The decoration of the side hall was mostly elegant, with the carved gauze windows half-open and half-closed. The evening breeze outside the hall slowly flowed in, carrying the fragrance of flowers and trees, so fresh and refreshing that it blew away the stuffiness on her body.

Wen Ranyan sat on the Luohan bed on the side. After Imperial Physician Chen spread a layer of satin brocade on her white wrist, he stretched out his hand to feel her pulse.

He was the head of the Imperial Medical Bureau appointed by His Majesty himself. His Majesty summoned him to the palace late at night to take his pulse. Even if His Majesty did not say it explicitly, he had guessed some of the twists and turns.

But the pulse of the woman in front of him was indeed weak and superficial, and it seemed like a pulse of cold, so it didn't seem fake. He took her pulse several times and came to the same conclusion.

"Imperial Physician Chen, am I okay with my cold?" Wen Ranyan lowered her eyebrows, but her eyes fell on his face.

Imperial Physician Chen immediately calmed down, withdrew his hand and said, "Madam, your cold is almost healed. If you still cough, I will prescribe some loquat paste for you."

Wen Ranyan covered her lips with a handkerchief, smiled and nodded, "Thank you for troubling the imperial physician."

Imperial Physician Chen picked up his pen and wrote down the prescription: "Madam, you are too polite."

Wen Ranyan sat under a tasseled sheep-horn lamp, her almond-shaped eyes were smoked to a hazy color, but deep in her eyes there was a hint of cunning that teased people. She curled her lips and smiled quietly and faintly, as if she were a demon.

Doctor Chen, who was writing a prescription at his desk, suddenly felt a chill on his spine. He looked around but found nothing, so he had to pick up the pen again.

When Wen Ranyan returned to the imperial study with the prescription, she found that Feng Qiwu and Helian Xiao were no longer there.

It's so dark at night, what is Helian Xiao doing again?

Wen Ranyan was thinking when she heard the voice of Eunuch Desheng: "Madam Feng, His Majesty and Lord Feng have gone to the horse farm to ride horses. I will take you there."

Wen Ranyan looked back, her eyes sparkling and dazzling under the light: "Please lead the way, eunuch."

Walking out of the imperial study, Wen Ranyan's eyes were hidden in the dark night, gleaming with a faint light.

horse riding?

It was nothing more than hearing that Feng Qiwu was injured by Ashina Ba on the road, so Helian Xiao used the clumsy excuse of riding a horse to test her. It was also hard for Feng Qiwu, as she had to accompany Helian Xiao in the middle of the night.

There was a natural horse farm in the palace. When Wen Ranyan lowered her eyes to think, Eunuch Desheng had already led her there.

The horse farm was as empty as a wilderness, and the wind was stronger than anywhere else. The evening breeze blew up, making her clothes flutter.

Wen Ranyan's red dress fluttered, and the gold ornaments on her temples trembled. Even in the dark night, her eyes were still filled with charm.

"Dengdengdeng-"

The sound of horse hooves came from far away and gradually became closer. In the night, Feng Qiwu was sitting alone on his horse, his red clothes fluttering and his black hair dancing. The horse under him was galloping at full speed. His black eyes were solemn and he looked very young and ambitious.

Wen Ranyan was watching from the sidelines, and couldn't help but scold in her heart.

It's crazy to act like this even though you're injured.

Helian Xiao chased after him, but could never catch up. The ornaments on his hair hit his face, making him look a little embarrassed.

Feng Qiwu didn't give him any thought, he just stretched out his hand and snatched the victory banner, then said with a proud smile: "Your Majesty, I won."

He was born with a casual air that looked down upon everyone. With just a glance back, he was overwhelmed by the shocking aura that almost suffocated Helian Xiao.

"Your Majesty Feng, your horsemanship is still so amazing. I overestimated my abilities." Helian Xiao stopped his horse, feeling a sinking feeling in his heart, but he did not show it on his face.

"Your Majesty, if you practice more, perhaps you can surpass me." Feng Qiwu rode the horse slowly, his voice lazy and sarcastic.

Helian Xiao pursed his lips, his heart sank to the bottom of the valley, and after calming down, he said: "It's getting late, and I'm tired, so I won't keep you here any longer. You two should go back to the mansion and rest well."

His voice was slightly hoarse, and he almost gritted his teeth at the end.

This Feng Qiwu was truly like a solid wall of iron and steel, completely impenetrable. All his attempts were easily resolved by him. In the end, he really thought that all the news he had received were false.

The real and the fake, the true and the false, it was like seeing flowers in the fog. It gave him a splitting headache and he had to send the person away.

Feng Qiwu looked at him with a curved lip, smiling faintly: "Then I will take my leave first."

Before Helian Xiao could speak, Feng Qiwuli dismounted from his horse, took Wen Ranyan's hand and turned to leave.

The moment he turned around, a flash of pain crossed Feng Qiwu's face, but he managed to hold it back.