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

The next day.

The morning light is faint, and the morning light is first revealed.

Lu Yao got up early to dress Wen Ranyan. As she entered the house, she heard the sound of birds chirping. She looked around and saw a golden birdcage hanging on the wooden shelf that had been empty. Inside the cage was a fat and beautiful snow pigeon, trimming its feathers.

She paused slightly and couldn't help but watch in fascination.

For some reason, she felt that the pigeons in the cage looked familiar, as if she had seen them somewhere.

"What are you looking at? So absorbed in it?"

Wen Ranyan lifted the pearl curtain and walked gracefully to Lu Yao.

Lu Yao was startled. She covered her chest lightly and asked carefully, "Why is there a pigeon in the second young lady's room? I don't think I saw it last night."

Wen Ranyan smiled a little more deeply. She picked up some bird food and put it in the small plate in the cage. When she had some free time, she said, "Last night, this little thing kept chirping on the window coffin. I couldn't drive it away. I was really annoyed by its noise, so I just caught it and kept it as a pet."

After hearing this, Lu Yao felt relieved for some reason: "So that's how it is."

Wen Ranyan walked to the dressing table and sat down, then asked, "Then what do you think it is?"

Green Waist replied: "No, nothing..."

She followed him out of inertia. The blurry bronze mirror reflected her beautiful face, as well as the guilty feeling on her face that she had no time to retract. In an instant, she met Wen Ranyan's eyes through the bronze mirror. The clear and sharp gaze made her tremble with fear.

Lu Yao pursed her lips and immediately looked away in panic.

Wen Ranyan laughed, her voice gentle and harmless: "Luyao, get dressed."

"Yes." Lu Yao picked up the carved wooden comb beside her and gently combed her black hair which was as smooth as brocade.

Wen Ranyan seemed to be bored and couldn't help taking out a jade bracelet from the drawer of the dressing table. Although the water content of this emerald green bracelet was not the best, it was well made. The white floating flowers inside were like cotton wool, one wisp after another, which was really ethereal and extraordinary.

She played with it absentmindedly, her eyelids drooping, her thoughts drifting away, and no one knew what she was thinking about.

"Second Miss, your hair is done." Lu Yao spoke, interrupting her thoughts at the right time.

Wen Ranyan looked towards the bronze mirror and saw that Luyao had pinned a plain peony with a hot stamp on it in her hair. A golden butterfly wrapped around it fluttered its wings and flew off. It was clearly an extremely simple and elegant outfit, yet it exuded luxury everywhere, making her look even more charming.

"You have such a deft hand." Wen Ranyan seemed to like this outfit very much. She took Luyao's hand affectionately.

Lu Yao was not used to such intimacy, and felt creepy for a moment, and her expression became more and more unnatural, "It's not that I'm dexterous, it's that the Second Miss has a good foundation. No matter what kind of bun she wears or what kind of flower she wears, she is always very beautiful."

Hearing this compliment, Wen Ranyan smiled even more deeply, as if she was very pleased: "You are becoming more and more sweet now. I am happy in my heart, so I will give you this jade bracelet as a reward."

As she spoke, she put the emerald green bracelet she had just taken out on Lu Yao's wrist, with a strong demeanor that did not tolerate any refusal.

"Look, this bracelet really suits you." Wen Ranyan held her hand and looked at it carefully, with a gleam in his almond-shaped eyes.

Lu Yao was flattered and wanted to withdraw her hand anxiously: "Second Miss, you can't do that. How can I be worthy of such a good bracelet?"

Wen Ranyan held her hand tightly and said sincerely, "How can you not be worthy of me? Besides, I will be returning home soon. If others see you wearing such plain clothes without any decorations, won't they think I'm treating you harshly?"

Seeing that the jade bracelet was valuable, Lu Yao did not refuse: "...Thank you for the reward, Second Miss."

Wen Ranyan looked at her eyes and smiled so sweetly that it shook people's souls.

Luyao lowered her head and touched the jade bracelet with joy on her face, and she actually missed the strange look that flashed across her eyes.

The day passed uneventfully, and on the second day, the day of returning home finally arrived.

When the people in the mansion knew that she was going home, they immediately prepared a carriage and some small gifts. After all, she was the only lady in the mansion, and now she was accompanied by Feng Qiwu, so she could not be neglected or treated lightly.

Wen Ranyan could feel the meticulousness of the people in the mansion. Her pair of almond-shaped eyes were slightly curved, and her pretty face instantly made the world pale in comparison.

She got on the carriage and gently rolled up the curtain with her bare hands. The scorching sun shone on half of the carriage, and everything inside the carriage was visible.

Feng Qiwu was wearing a deep red robe with wide sleeves, leaning lazily on the cushion. He was like a gorgeous gem stained with blood, his whole body exuding extreme gorgeousness, yet containing unfathomable danger.

He was originally emptying his mind, but the sudden appearance of sunlight made his eyes half-closed. After adjusting a little, he suddenly set his gaze on Wen Ranyan. There was a burning light in his eyes, like a well-tempered sharp knife.

Heart-stirring——

Wen Ranyan's eyes suddenly met his. She was so frightened that she retracted her hand and the curtain of the sedan chair fell.

The scorching brightness faded away, and the carriage suddenly became darker.

Wen Ranyan just stood there at a loss, her plain silk dress making her thin figure look even more pitiful.

Feng Qiwu quietly admired her frightened look. After a long while, he sneered and said, "Since you are here, just sit down. Don't stand there like a door god. It's an eyesore."

"Yes……"

After hearing this, Wen Ranyan walked over and sat to one side as if she had been relieved of a great burden. She twisted her handkerchief lightly and looked a little reserved.

Feng Qiwu glanced at her sideways, then slowly looked away, the indifference in his dark eyes obvious.

Wen Ranyan's eyelashes trembled slightly, as if she was frightened, or as if she had suffered great injustice.

Although the interior of the carriage was not extremely luxurious, it was refreshing and comfortable. On the mahogany coffee table nearby stood a carved copper stove in which incense was burning. Wisps of incense filled the air, instantly filling the room with clouds of smoke, which made people feel peaceful.

Wen Ranyan quietly looked at Feng Qiwu's profile. She looked shy, but there was a strong burning light in the depths of her eyes.

At that time, the wheels rolled over the stones and the carriage was shaken.

As the world spun, Wen Ranyan let out a light cry and fell into Feng Qiwu's arms, hugging him tightly.

Wen Ranyan's hands were directly clasped on his waist. Being close, she could clearly feel the heat emanating from Feng Qiwu's body. Even through the clothes, she could feel the firmness of his waist and abdomen, as well as the smooth lines.

His thin waist was bound in it, which was really extremely seductive.

I really want to take off his clothes and have some fun with him.

Wen Ranyan's fingertips meandered quietly, as if rubbing back and forth along the lines on his waist, and the ambiguity rose.

Her red lips were lightly curled, and her charming smile was hidden in a ray of brilliant light. The intersection of light and shadow made it difficult to see clearly.

She really has broad shoulders and a narrow waist, a perfect figure, but I don't know where...

Wen Ranyan suddenly glanced at his waist and abdomen with a slightly amused look.

Feng Qiwu felt as if there were small ants crawling on his waist, which made him itchy and tingling, and made him restless and irritable.

He frowned deeply, pulled Wen Ranyan away, and grabbed her chin fiercely with his hand. His eyes were dark and gloomy, as if filled with a terrifying bloodthirsty chill.

"Is this how Prime Minister Wen taught you to throw yourself into a man's arms?"