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

Wen Ranyan tied her belt, and Feng Qiwu reached out to untie it, pinching the soft flesh around her waist through her clothes.

His eyes were filled with deep lust, and he still hasn't recovered from the interruption of his romantic moment.

Wen Ranyan knocked his hand away, but he covered it again after a while, teasing and twisting it, enjoying it very much.

"How am I going to meet people in the hall after you've made such a fuss?" Wen Ranyan grabbed his rebellious hand and scolded him, but her voice became more tender and charming.

"Then don't go." Feng Qiwu leaned close to her waist and rubbed it tenderly through her clothes.

Strands of scorching heat were drawn out, and there was a dark fire in his eyes, and a muffled groan escaped unconsciously.

"That won't do." Wen Ranyan leaned down and kissed him on the lips as if to comfort him. When he was dazed by the excitement, she lightly withdrew from his arms.

When Feng Qiwu came to his senses, Wen Ranyan had already stood under the flower window and tidied herself up. Her crystal white skin was covered, and the bruises he had just caused were no longer visible.

Feng Qiwu sat on the chaise longue, his eyes filled with unsatisfied melancholy and sadness.

Wen Ranyan picked up the cold tea on the table and took a sip. After suppressing the heat in her heart, she looked at him and sneered, "If you are bored waiting here, you can come with me to the flower hall."

As soon as she said this, Feng Qiwu stood up quickly, as if he had been waiting for her to say this.

Under her clear and watery gaze, Feng Qiwu brushed his robe and said with a faint smile: "I will take it as you are inviting me."

Wen Ranyan smiled but said nothing.

The two walked through the winding corridor and came to the flower hall hand in hand.

Shen Zhixiang was in a hurry and couldn't sit still. When she heard the footsteps, she rushed out without even caring about etiquette.

It was not until she realized that there was someone following Wen Ranyan that she bowed, "Master Feng."

Because of her confused mood, before Feng Qiwu could speak, Shen Zhixiang immediately cast her eyes on Wen Ranyan and said, "My dear sister, I know it's late now, but we really have no other choice. Can you go with me to Lord Chu's mansion?"

The sun is setting in the west, and the gorgeous sunset glows on half of the empty sky. The blood-red setting sun falls on the ground and interweaves with the breeze, forming beautiful dancing shadows.

Seeing how anxious she was, Wen Ranyan couldn't help but let the smile fade away, and a solemn expression instantly covered her eyebrows: "Of course you can, but what happened to make my sister so anxious?"

Shen Zhixiang knew the seriousness of the matter, and after a while she told him everything without hiding anything: "Lanyue was not in a good mood today, and she stayed in her room without going out. Fortunately, a maid came in and found that she was about to commit suicide, so she stopped her, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous."

After a pause, she continued, "After being stopped, she has been in a coma. The doctor she invited was helpless. I suspect she was poisoned by a Gu."

This incident happened suddenly and no one in the mansion was prepared.

Now all the family members of Marquis Chu are extremely worried, especially the wife of the Marquis, who almost fainted from fright. Fortunately, there is Marquis Chu as the pillar of support, otherwise, it would be a real mess.

After hearing this, Wen Ranyan narrowed her eyes and said, "It does sound a little strange. I'll go to Lord Chu's mansion first to see if there is a way to deal with it."

Chu Lanyue has always been an optimistic and lively girl. She loves eating delicious food the most. She can forget all her worries once she puts the food in her mouth. She grew up in a honey pot and it is impossible for her to commit suicide.

There must be something strange going on here.

As they walked, they forgot about Feng Qiwu on the side.

Feng Qiwu ordered the people in the mansion to prepare the carriage, and then he followed, as if he was going to go together.

"Are you going too?" Wen Ranyan got on the carriage and Feng Qiwu followed her. She glanced at him and couldn't help but ask.

Feng Qiwu sat alone on the side of the carriage and said in a low voice, "In the court, only Lord Chu and Grand Tutor Shen can talk to me. Now that his beloved daughter is in trouble, I will go to offer my condolences. Perhaps I can help in some way."

Although he said this, no one knew what he was thinking in his heart.

Wen Ranyan smiled faintly but didn't expose him.

Shen Zhixiang thanked them sincerely, "I would like to thank you two on behalf of Lan Yue first."

"Sister Shen, you are being too polite." Wen Ranyan pretended to be annoyed and said, "Sister Lanyue and I are very good friends. How can I just stand by and watch when something strange like this happens to her?"

She thought that the crisis at the Spring Banquet was over and she had escaped death. Unexpectedly, such a strange thing happened again today. She absolutely did not believe that there was no one behind the scenes pushing it.

As for who the pusher is, we have to look at Chu Lanyue's condition before we can analyze it.

Shen Zhixiang immediately changed her words: "I said the wrong thing."

The carriage was moving fast, and Lord Chu's mansion was not far away, so they arrived in just a cup of tea.

There was a sense of deathly silence in the mansion gate and courtyard under the rosy clouds.

Perhaps because of what had happened, the maids and servants in the mansion all had sad faces, and there was not even a sound of human voice within a few steps. It was so cold and lonely that it was frightening.

Shen Zhixiang led them and said, "Lan Yue is usually not arrogant. She gets along well with the maids and servants in the mansion. Occasionally, when someone's family has trouble, she will help them. Therefore, everyone in the mansion has a deep affection for her. Now that something like this has happened to her, everyone is on edge."

As soon as he finished speaking, he arrived at the room where Chu Lanyue was.

Shen Zhixiang took a deep breath and pushed the door open.

The room was filled with a bitter medicinal smell. Wen Ranyan felt the dead silence again when she stepped inside. The sound of a woman crying could be heard behind the veil, and it never stopped.

"Is Chika back?"

Hearing the footsteps, Lord Chu and Madam Chu immediately lifted the veil to greet them. When they saw the person Shen Zhixiang brought back, they were surprised for a moment, but in a moment, they quickly calmed down and returned to normal.

Shen Zhixiang said: "I suspect that Lan Yue is not sick, but has been poisoned by a poison, so I invited someone who can cure it."

Lord Chu first set his eyes on Feng Qiwu, but he had never heard that he could remove poison.

However, seeing that Shen Zhixiang was very close to the woman next to Feng Qiwu, his thoughts turned and his gaze fell on Wen Ranyan. Since it was not Feng Qiwu, it should be her.

A woman who can be trusted by Shen Zhixiang and has Feng Qiwu following her is definitely not an ordinary woman.

Lord Chu had been in the imperial court for many years and had trained himself to have a pair of sharp eyes. He immediately bowed and said, "Thank you for troubling this young lady."

Lord Chu's trust makes people feel comfortable.

"I'll go take a look." Wen Ranyan walked over and lifted the curtain on the carved bed.

Chu Lanyue, who was lively and energetic a few days ago, was now lying on the bed with a pale face. Her breathing was so weak that if it were not for the beating of her heart, one would have thought she had fallen into a deep sleep.

She looked at him quietly, with a sharp edge and frost flashing across her eyes.