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

Wen Ranyan stopped looking at him and reached out to touch the koi carp that had poked its head out of the pond. The koi carp jumped out and kissed her fingertips.

Instantly, a cool touch spread across her fingers. The koi fish left behind only a trace of water stains when it swam away. She gently rubbed the stains and said, "That's nothing."

After hearing this, Feng Qiwu's eyes suddenly became gloomy, and even his voice was filled with a hint of coldness: "Really not a single word?"

Wen Ranyan turned her eyes to look at him again, her eyes full of light, sparkling and charming: "Do you want me to say something to you?"

Feng Qiwu lowered his eyebrows and glared at her, his voice cold and depressed: "Nothing."

Wen Ranyan ignored him and lazily lay on the carved railing, overlooking the scenery in the pond. It was like a natural picture of koi carps playing, with the thick shadows spreading out like ink and the water sparkling like a pool of colored glaze crystals.

Feng Qiwu lowered his brows, like a big cat that was not getting any attention, and couldn't help but stretch out his hands to mess around with her waist, occasionally stroking, occasionally gently twisting, occasionally reaching into the hem and swimming up like a fish.

His big palm was wrapped in scorching heat, leaving a soft and numb feeling as he caressed me, with a lingering charm.

Seeing that she was still lying there lazily, without even giving him a glance, Feng Qiwu's eyes were gloomy and deep like a deep pool. He no longer looked through her clothes, but untied the belt around her waist and reached inside.

Without it being fastened in place, everything inside was wrapped loosely around Wen Ranyan. The moment she moved a little, the embroidered dress would become faintly visible, becoming extremely clingy.

Just as he was about to reach inside her clothes, Wen Ranyan accurately grabbed his rebellious hand and said with a smile, "What are you doing? It's broad daylight, aren't you afraid of being seen?"

Finally getting her attention, Feng Qiwu's eyes surged, but his voice was still very calm: "Everyone here has been dismissed by me, no one can see it."

"So, you've already made preparations." Wen Ranyan still held his hand and didn't let go.

Feng Qiwu let her hold him, but his eyes lingered quietly on her.

The loose clothes spread out more as she moved. In the soft sunlight, her snow-white skin was dimly visible under the transparent gauze, just like a flawless jade, with the scars on it looking like the patterns of jade.

They were entangled with each other, and although they clearly did nothing, there seemed to be a secret temptation, tinged with an indescribable ambiguity.

Wen Ranyan did not straighten her clothes immediately, but crossed her legs, gradually revealing her slender figure, swaying gracefully in the light.

Feng Qiwu's eyes grew deeper, like a deep sea: "Why don't you cover your clothes? Are you seducing me?"

Wen Ranyan glanced at him for a few times and said with some amusement: "Didn't you make me like this?"

Feng Qiwu moved his thin lips and said in a low voice: "But now my hand is captured by you, and you have the opportunity to cover it but you don't. If this is not seduction, what is it?"

There was a hint of teasing sneer in his unfathomable eyes, which seemed like he was trying to make something out of nothing and deliberately draw her attention.

Wen Ranyan's heart brightened, and she looked at him with a deeper smile: "Feng Qiwu, are you bored today?"

Feng Qiwu flatly denied: "How can it be boring to sit with my wife?"

Wen Ranyan played with his slender fingers, with a sneer in her eyes: "Then you are touching me like this, and you are blaming me. I thought you were just bored and wanted to attract my attention. I guess I misunderstood."

After she finished speaking, she slowly straightened her clothes, and when she was done she went back to look at the koi without even glancing at him.

"What's so good about fish? Just look at me."

Feng Qiwu straightened her little face and looked at her with dark and deep eyes, and a hint of dissatisfaction.

Wen Ranyan looked at him again, a teasing smile on her lips: "Husband, you are indeed more beautiful than the fish."

He indeed had a good-looking face. The red clothes made his skin look cold and pale, and his black hair was draped over his shoulders. It seemed that even the sun favored him, and the light shining on him was like gold, dazzling, magnificent and extraordinary.

Such a disastrous face seemed to have overshadowed the heaven and earth.

Hearing this, Feng Qiwu's face brightened, and a smile appeared on his lips, "Stand up, I'll take you out."

Wen Ranyan curled up comfortably and asked lazily, "Where are we going? If it's not a fun place, I won't go."

Seeing that she was so lazy, Feng Qiwu simply held her slender waist and picked her up, whispering in her ear: "I'll take you to the Liyuan to listen to an opera, do you want to go?"

After hearing this, Wen Ranyan subconsciously looked at Feng Qiwu's expression.

He didn't seem like the kind of person who liked listening to opera. Now that he brought it up so abruptly, it seemed as if he wanted to use the excuse of listening to opera to cause trouble. Seeing the playful smile on the corners of his lips, Wen Ranyan's interest was also piqued.

"Go ahead. You have nothing to do anyway." Wen Ranyan's eyes were bright.

A new opera troupe came to the capital. They had only been performing for one day when they became famous in the capital. They immediately attracted the dignitaries in the capital to come and support the performance. For a while, the opera house was full of guests.

As soon as I stepped into the round archway, I could hear the sound of opera singing coming from the high stage.

The tone was lingering and sad, yet it was like a decadent music, singing about the prosperity of this flourishing age, a place of decadence and decadence.

In the Pear Garden, the distinguished guests were toasting and chatting happily.

On the stage, the famous actress's singing voice is intoxicating, and matched with the sound of stringed instruments, it is as wonderful as smoke and waves, going straight into people's ears, filling people with sugar-like sweetness and making people intoxicated.

Wen Ranyan and Feng Qiwu sat in a private room. They pushed open the carved windows and could clearly see everything on the platform.

The famous actress swung her long sleeves, took graceful steps, and smiled as radiant as jade, causing the people in the audience to applaud and cheer.

Although Wen Ranyan didn't understand the opera very well, she thought it was sung quite well, and at least she enjoyed listening to it.

"Are you really just here to take me to see a play, and not to cause trouble?" Wen Ranyan was pinching a piece of cake, and seeing that he didn't move for a long time, she asked casually.

As soon as she finished speaking, there was a knock on the door of their private room.

Feng Qiwu's lips curled up and his smile deepened.

"Enter."

As he finished speaking, the door of the private room opened and a middle-aged man in casual clothes walked towards him.

"Your Majesty, I am Huang Haishu, the Minister of Works. I am here to pay my respects to Lord Feng." Huang Haishu bowed politely.

He seemed unwilling to come. When he saw Feng Qiwu, he was as pale as if he had seen a ghost. He was afraid that this ghost would be unhappy and strangle him to death.

Wen Ranyan glanced at Huang Haishu, and finally set her gaze on Feng Qiwu, wondering what bad idea he was up to.

"Master Huang, please sit down." Feng Qiwu raised the corners of his lips slightly, looking like someone who was easy to talk to.

But Huang Haishu's back tensed up, he felt that he had a dagger hidden in his smile, which made it difficult for him to breathe. But no matter what, Huang Haishu still sat down obediently, not daring to make him unhappy.

Feng Qiwu stroked the teacup and said nonchalantly, "I heard that Mr. Huang recently rented a wharf and his business seems to be pretty good. In just a few months, he bought a large mansion in the capital and even added several shops."

"I wonder what kind of business Mr. Huang is doing that makes so much money? Why don't you tell me a little so that I can make some money too."