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

Feng Qiwu pursed her lips and her brows suddenly wrinkled slightly.

Wen Ranyan withdrew her gaze and didn't care what he was thinking at the moment.

The sunset flowed under her feet like running water. Feng Qiwu stepped on the light and shadow, and her deep red robe looked gorgeous and dazzling.

He just reflected in silence for a moment, then leaned down and held Wen Ranyan in his arms without saying a word.

In an instant, the evening breeze blew through the sleeves of the two people, and the bright red was instantly intertwined, inseparable.

Wen Ranyan took advantage of the situation and put her arms around his neck. When she raised her charming eyes, her eyes sparkled with intoxication: "You can do whatever you want in your own house, but this is after all the residence of Lord Chu. It is really inappropriate for you to do this."

"Why is it inappropriate?" Feng Qiwu stared at her, a faint smile condensed in his eyes, and said: "My wife was tired when she was removing the poison from his daughter. What's wrong with me carrying her to the flower hall?"

Feng Qiwu's words were well-reasoned and natural, and the smile on his lips seemed particularly wanton and arrogant in the sunset, and there seemed to be a hint of concern in it.

Wen Ranyan looked up at him for a moment, and finally, as if she was convinced, she nestled in his arms with peace of mind and said with a smile: "There is really nothing wrong with it. You are right, and everything you said is right."

Feng Qiwu met her watery and charming eyes, his thin lips curved, his eyes gradually deepening.

When the maidservant in the mansion saw them hugging each other, she lowered her head and hurried past, not daring to look at them again.

Feng Qiwu carried her around the Chuihua Gate. He took big steps, but it felt like the road took a long time.

He raised his lips and said as he walked, his breath steady: "Did you notice anything wrong when I was removing the poison just now?"

Perhaps because the atmosphere was silent, he picked up a random topic to start a conversation.

Wen Ranyan raised her head again and met his eyes. The breeze of the approaching summer was so warm, but her smiling eyes were tinged with strange coldness: "I can't see anything wrong. They used the most common Gu, which is made by everyone who uses Gu. If you want to get started with the Gu, you can't find any clues."

She paused, and then continued, "Gu is common, but using such an ordinary Gu to do something big, perhaps to conceal the identity, makes it seem unusual."

After hearing this, Feng Qiwu thought deeply and said, "Lord Chu is very good at getting along with everyone, and he has never made any enemies. His daughter is simple and innocent, so she will not make any enemies either. If I have to say who is unhappy with Lord Chu recently, it is Helian Xiao, but he has the idea of ​​participating in the imperial selection, so he will never do such a useless thing."

Chu Lanyue was poisoned to cause hallucinations and committed suicide in her boudoir, and Helian Xiao did not gain any benefit at all.

On the contrary, others would think that it was his sudden selection of talents that made Chu Lanyue feel depressed, so she chose to commit suicide. He wanted to restrain Lord Chu, but ended up becoming his enemy. This move was really not worth it.

Wen Ranyan had also thought of this. Her eyes sparkled as she said, "Then we need to see who is the beneficiary behind this matter. Helian Xiao used Chu Lanyue to restrain Lord Chu, which means he has gained his help, and his throne will be more stable."

"Then who is it that doesn't want to see Helian Xiao firmly sitting on the throne?"

After she finished speaking, Wen Ranyan raised her eyelids, and the sunset made her eyes look even more deep and sparkling.

Feng Qiwu opened his thin lips without even thinking: "Feng Zhuyue."

Wen Ranyan was also thinking of him, and her smile deepened: "But he was beaten with fifty sticks, and now he is still unable to get out of bed. This Gu should not have been set by him personally, but by someone else's help."

"Besides, Feng Zhuyue and Chu Lanyue are not close friends. Even if he can move, he can't get close to her. Therefore, the person who helped him to poison her should be someone who can talk to Chu Lanyue, and she should be a woman."

"As for who it is, we'll wait for Lord Chu and his men to come over and ask them where they took Chu Lanyue recently. We should be able to figure it out."

Feng Qiwu looked at her deeply, his eyes were burning and deep. He said nothing, but just smiled and nodded.

The two of them analyzed the matter back and forth and soon entered the flower hall.

The flower hall is surrounded by floating white walls on all sides, on which are hung paintings of landscapes, flowers and birds. Beautiful flowers are placed on the flowerpot racks. When the wind blows, the crystal curtains in the inner room tinkle softly, and the scene is extremely elegant.

After Feng Qiwu put Wen Ranyan on the armchair, he sat side by side with her.

Hot tea and snacks had already been placed on the mahogany coffee table next to the armchair. Wen Ranyan was a little exhausted after the poison was removed, and now seeing the exquisite snacks, she felt indeed hungry.

She picked up a piece of lotus-shaped cake and ate it. The cake was soft and sticky, with red bean paste inside, and it was sweet and delicious.

After eating too much, she drinks tea to relieve the greasy feeling, which is really wonderful.

"Is it so delicious?" Feng Qiwu couldn't help but ask when he saw that she was enjoying the meal.

After Wen Ranyan swallowed the food in her mouth, she said, "Not bad. If you eat too much, you'll feel a little sick, but it tastes different when eaten with tea.

Feng Qiwu picked up the cake and took a closer look at it, then said, "It doesn't look difficult to make. Let's ask the chefs in the mansion to learn how to make it. By then, there will be more cakes and cakes, and we can eat them in different ways."

He said it nonchalantly, as if he was just mentioning it casually.

Wen Ranyan glanced at him with an ambiguous smile on her lips.

The two of them sat in the flower hall for a while, and just as they finished refilling their cup of hot tea, Lord Chu and Madam Chu, along with Shen Zhixiang, arrived.

Perhaps Chu Lanyue's condition had improved, their tense expressions relaxed a little, and they finally smiled and thanked her solemnly again.

Wen Ranyan didn't care about these things. She just stroked the teacup and talked about business: "Before Sister Lanyue got into trouble, did she go anywhere or meet anyone? Or, did anything strange happen?"

Chu Lanyue is a girl and usually spends more time with her mother.

Hearing Wen Ranyan's question, Madam Chu couldn't help but recall carefully: "I haven't been anywhere. I just took Lanyue to the temple to burn incense the day before yesterday. However, Lanyue has been by my side all the time and has never left for a moment."

"Besides going to the temple to burn incense, where else have you been?" Wen Ranyan spoke slowly and her voice was surprisingly gentle, which instantly calmed down Mrs. Chu, who was a little impatient.

Madam Chu suddenly added, "We have been to the palace before. The current queen is our cousin. The palace is always lonely, so she asked us to come in and have a private chat."

Wen Ranyan's eyes were deep: "Sister Lanyue has been staying in the Queen's Palace?"

Madam Chu was about to nod, but suddenly she thought of something, and immediately shook her head and said, "Not really, Lan Yue is a lively and active person, and the Queen's Palace is quiet and cold, so she couldn't sit still, so she went outside the palace to relax for a while."

"She wasn't out for long. She came back while I was talking to the Queen... But that's a very important place in the palace. Could someone have put a curse on her?"

When Mrs. Chu finished speaking, her voice gradually weakened, her body trembled, and a chill instantly swept through her limbs and bones.