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

Helian Xiao's tone was steady, with a bit of the emperor's honest majesty, as if it was a casual question, making it impossible to tell what he meant.

But that kind of imperial dominance has permeated the air and penetrated every pore.

People of noble families have always been different from others. Feng Zhuyue's face was calm, but when his name was called and he stood up to answer, his legs actually went weak. It was unclear whether he felt guilty or was shocked.

He took a deep breath, then met Helian Xiao's gaze, and said in a neither humble nor arrogant manner: "I have indeed heard about the banditry, but Your Majesty should know that I have been unwell recently, so I got a headache just by hearing one sentence. Now that I hear it again, it feels like a lifetime ago."

Helian Xiao's thin lips curved slightly, and he looked at him with a half-smile, saying, "Today I saw that the King of Nanyang was able to move swiftly and drink. Is he feeling better?"

Feng Zhuyue gently held the cup filled with wine on the table. Facing the emperor's dark and sharp gaze, she felt uneasy and increasingly uneasy.

He pursed his lips and said, "Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty. I am indeed feeling better now."

"Now that it's settled, Prince Nanyang can help me with the trivial matters in recent days." Helian Xiao said tactfully with a smile hidden between his brows, making it difficult to tell what he was planning for a moment.

Feng Zhuyue's heart skipped a beat, and she was at a loss for words for a moment. However, after meeting his dignified and sharp eyes, she could only respond, "It is my duty to help Your Majesty resolve his worries and difficulties."

After hearing this, Helian Xiao's brows relaxed immediately: "Since the King of Nanyang has said so, then the matter of the Lingnan bandit disaster will be left to you."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Feng Zhuyue with a smile, but his eyes were still sharp, as if they could pierce people's hearts.

Feng Zhuyue and he looked into each other's eyes, and suddenly a cold wave hit her, making her limbs and bones as stiff as frost and unbearable.

There was music and dancing in the palace, but the emperor's sudden words made everyone speculate, but no one dared to say a word.

Feng Zhuyue looked unhappy: "Your Majesty, I..."

Helian Xiao interrupted him and said, "I have heard that the King of Nanyang is an expert in martial arts and has many talented people under his tutelage. Those scoundrels will definitely be no match for him. I will wait for your good news."

The fake smile on Feng Zhuyue's lips became a little more stagnant, and he moved his lips slightly, and finally accepted the order: "I will live up to your majesty's expectations and do my best to eradicate the bandits and bring peace to the people of Lingnan."

He stood in the center of the hall, with the bright white moon behind him. The dim shadow made his figure look slender, clear and smooth, and he actually had a rather awe-inspiring air.

Helian Xiao said "OK" several times and asked him to sit down.

After Feng Zhuyue sat down, the originally silent and depressing hall became lively again, with laughter, joyful music, and a scene of decadence and debauchery.

But he held the wine cup tightly, his moist eyes were stained with the brilliant light in the hall, and for a moment they became a little complicated and blurred, and his heart was beating like a drum, and it took a long time to calm down.

Banditry in Lingnan.

Is it really that easy for him to suppress the bandits?

Looking at Feng Zhuyue's conflicted expression, Wen Ranyan leaned back with the wine cup in hand and took a sip lazily. Her every move was like a drunken beauty, full of charm and allure.

"Just as you said, Helian Xiao is going to take action against him." Wen Ranyan lightly held the wine cup, her beautiful eyes like silk and mist, and she deliberately lowered her voice.

Feng Qiwu looked into her charming eyes and said in a leisurely tone, "It's also Feng Zhuyue's fault for being too obvious. Her ambition can't even be hidden. Helian Xiao can't tolerate any grain of sand in his eyes, so he will definitely not tolerate him."

Wen Ranyan's lips curled up, and there was a murderous intent between his eyebrows, but his tone was still gentle and smiling: "It's a long journey, and the bandits are so rampant that they must not be ordinary people. If they move a little more, they can say that Feng Zhuyue was careless and was imprisoned and killed by the bandits. It is always somewhat credible."

Feng Qiwu sneered and continued the conversation: "By then, there will be no evidence. Even if others have suspicions, they will not dare to trace it back to the emperor."

Wen Ranyan's smile deepened, and she subconsciously raised her eyes to look at him: "If Feng Zhuyue, this big worry in my heart, is eliminated, then Helian Xiao can deal with you wholeheartedly."

Feng Qiwu supported his head with one hand, leaned lightly on the table and looked at her with a smile. When he moved slightly, his expression was lazy, his black hair was spread out, and his dark eyes were as bright and clear as stars and the moon.

"If he comes against me, will you help?"

He lowered his voice, and his tone was as gentle as the waves.

Wen Ranyan immediately met his dark eyes, her eyes slightly rippling, and she said ambiguously: "Everything I did before, which one didn't help you?"

Feng Qiwu's smile deepened, but his eyes became darker and darker, as if hiding a sharp look.

But he did not ask further, but said quietly: "It really helped me a lot, thank you ma'am."

Wen Ranyan lightly held the wine cup and smiled without saying a word.

During this palace banquet, Helian Xiao only talked about the banditry in Lingnan. Most of the time, he was tasting fine wine. Perhaps because the big rock of banditry had been lifted, his face was filled with smiles, and he couldn't help but drink a few more glasses of wine.

When the palace banquet was over, Helian Xiao's face was obviously drunk and his eyes were blurry.

He sat on the dragon chariot, rubbing his temple absentmindedly.

Eunuch Desheng followed beside him and asked respectfully, "Your Majesty, are you going back to your bedroom to sleep now?"

Just as Helian Xiao was about to answer, he saw a flash of white light in the sky, illuminating everything in the sky with a hideous and bright glow, and the roar of thunder and lightning came with the strong wind.

A strong wind suddenly arose, causing the twisted branches to tremble and the flowers and trees to fall down. It was calm during the banquet, but now the weather changed suddenly, with the possibility of thunder and heavy rain.

Helian Xiao looked at the trembling and swaying branches and said drunkenly, "Go to the imperial concubine."

Upon hearing this, Eunuch Desheng immediately ordered the palace servants to change the route.

Just as Helian Xiao rushed to the imperial concubine's palace, the torrential rain finally fell mercilessly. The drops of rain were as big as beads and splashed like fluttering butterflies.

Hearing the emperor's voice, Yanluo immediately came out from the palace, her eyes full of moonlight and affection: "Your Majesty, it's raining heavily, why are you here?"

"Your Highness, don't you want me to come?" Helian Xiao stared at her, even his voice was tinged with drunkenness.

Yanluo said softly, "Your Majesty, you misunderstood me. I have been looking forward to your coming every day, but the rain is pouring down tonight. I am afraid that I will catch a cold if I get wet. I am worried about your health."

Helian Xiao put his arm around her slender waist and whispered in her ear, "Your Highness is thoughtful."

"Your Majesty..." Yanluo's eyes were as bright and sparkling as spring water.

The red candle on the table flickers and thunder roars outside the house, but even so, the house is filled with fragrance and the beauty in the arms is always full of spring love.

Helian Xiao embraced her, and soon, they both fell into the Hongluan tent.

There are flashes of light and shadows in the tent, layer upon layer.

After the passion was over, Helian Xiao buried himself in the quilt and fell into a deep sleep. He was so drunk and tired that he was afraid that even if gongs and drums were beaten, he would not be able to get up for a while.

"His Majesty."

"His Majesty……"

Yanluo called him softly in his ear a few times, but seeing that he had no response, she decisively put on her underwear and quietly got up.

Just now at the palace banquet, Helian Xiao asked Feng Zhuyue to go to Lingnan to suppress the bandits, which meant that he had the intention to kill her and that she should never return. Feng Zhuyue also thought of this and hinted at her.

Their original intention was to wait until the storm had died down before taking action, but now it seems that they have to strike first.

In the golden lion incense burner on the table, spices were burning and fine mist was rising. Yanluo carefully opened the lid of the burner and took out a packet of medicine powder from her sleeve.

Outside the screen window, thunder and lightning roared again, and the blue-purple light seemed to tear the sky apart.

The dazzling light flowed under her feet, illuminating the swaying figure behind Yanluo, like a ferocious ghost with bared fangs and claws, quietly following behind her, with its mouth open and fangs exposed.

"My Lady, what are you doing?"

The hoarse sound echoed in Yanluo's ears, exploding like thunder and lightning.