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

"Husband..."

Wen Ranyan, who was called, was a little hesitant. She carefully leaned towards Feng Qiwu, her bright almond eyes flickering, as if seeking Feng Qiwu's consent.

Feng Qiwu looked at them for a few times, with frost in his eyes, but a smile on his face, "Why are you looking at me? Your family is reuniting, do you think I should stop you?"

Wen Ranyan pursed her lips and nodded: "Then I'll be back soon, it won't take too long."

"Just talk nicely, don't be too anxious..." The smile in Feng Qiwu's eyes faded slightly, but it always felt subtly creepy when it flowed in the sunlight.

Hearing the voice, Wen Ranyan led Luyao and followed Prime Minister Wen to the inner courtyard of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

The Xiang Mansion seems to be more refined and luxurious than the Feng Mansion. Walking in, you can see pavilions, towers, waterside terraces and bridges, which are hidden among the green trees. They are magnificent with green tiles, red eaves, carved railings and jade bricks.

Prime Minister Wen said that he wanted to have a family reunion, but he directly took Wen Ranyan to the study.

The study is quiet and secluded, and when you open the door you'll be surrounded by the fragrance of thousands of books.

Prime Minister Wen closed the door in silence. When he looked up again, there was no trace of kindness on his face. Instead, there was only a cold and vicious look like a venomous snake. He stared at Wen Ranyan for a long time before he lowered his voice and asked, "Did you get the military token I asked you to get?"

Wen Ranyan met Prime Minister Wen's cold gaze with a shudder, clutching the corner of her clothes and shaking her head, "I haven't got it yet."

He was extremely displeased after hearing this and angrily scolded: "I noticed that Feng Gou treated you very differently. You should have had many opportunities to take action. Why haven't you succeeded yet? Aren't you not doing your best?"

Wen Ranyan looked at him in disbelief, her almond eyes moist and sad, showing the pitiful weakness of being wronged: "Those differences... are just an appearance. Father should know that people with his personality will definitely be suspicious and cautious. I have tried my best, but no matter how hard I try, my little tricks are nothing but trivial things in front of Feng Qiwu."

Prime Minister Wen looked at her, as if considering the credibility of her words.

Wen Ranyan bit her lips lightly and said with red eyes: "If father doesn't believe it, you can ask Luyao to tell him."

"Speak." He suddenly glanced at Lu Yao who was standing beside him.

Lu Yao's heart tightened. She glanced at Wen Ranyan carefully, then bowed to Prime Minister Wen and said, "To reply to your words, the Second Miss is indeed doing her best, but Feng Qiwu is too cautious and cunning. If we are not careful, he will alert the enemy. It is really difficult to deal with him."

After hearing this, Prime Minister Wen's expression eased a little.

Thinking that Feng Qiwu was indeed like that, he did not make things difficult for Wen Ranyan. However, as long as the military token was in Feng Qiwu's hand, it would be like a death warrant hanging around everyone's throat. If he could not get it, he would have a hard time explaining to His Majesty.

Prime Minister Wen's expression turned from gloomy to bright, and he patted her shoulder like a loving father, saying, "Ran Yan, the military token is related to the great plan of the country. That's why your father was anxious and said harsh words to you. Don't take it to heart."

Wen Ranyan was delighted, with ripples in her almond-shaped eyes: "Why would I take it to heart? I understand my father's urgent feelings."

She said this, but when she looked at the withered hands covering her shoulders, her eyes were cold.

After a moment, Prime Minister Wen took out a packet of medicine powder from his sleeve, stuffed it into her hand, and said, "Ran Yan, find a chance to mix this packet of medicine powder into Feng Qiwu's food, and you can easily get the military talisman."

Wen Ranyan was startled and hesitated: "What is this...?"

It turned out to be love entanglement.

Something for sexual intercourse between men and women.

Prime Minister Wen stared at her with a hint of impatience on his face. "Don't worry about what this is, just get in. Also, I have already placed your mother's tablet in the ancestral hall. When this matter is settled, I will discuss with the elders of the clan and have your mother buried in the Wen family's ancestral tomb."

After hearing this, Wen Ranyan's heart was calm, but an excited smile appeared on her face: "Thank you for your help, Daddy. If my mother heard this in her grave, she would be very relieved."

After saying this, she stuffed the powder into her sleeve and put it away.

Prime Minister Wen waved his hand and said, "Okay, let's go back to the front hall. Don't let Feng Qiwu see any clues."

Wen Ranyan bowed slightly and said, "Yes."

When Wen Ranyan and Prime Minister Wen entered the front hall together, Feng Qiwu was leaning on the armchair drinking tea. He had a lazy posture and an arrogant expression. He looked very unruly, but he acted very dignified.

Hearing the footsteps, he lazily raised his eyelids. His phoenix eyes, moistened by the sunlight, were clear and had a hint of a half-smile, as if he could see into people's hearts.

"Are you back?" Feng Qiwu opened his thin lips and spoke to Wen Ranyan.

Wen Ranyan smiled and replied, "Yes."

She brushed her sleeves and sat down next to Feng Qiwu as if she was familiar with the place.

Feng Qiwu stroked the teacup and asked in a good-natured manner, "What did you say?"

Wen Ranyan's eyelashes trembled slightly. She quietly cast a glance at Prime Minister Wen who was sitting in the main seat. In an instant, she immediately withdrew her gaze as if it was burning her eyes. She said, "It's just some family matters. If you want to hear it, I will tell you slowly when I get back."

Feng Qiwu took in her entire expression. He put his lips on the edge of the teacup and just smiled without saying a word.

Wen Ranyan curled her fingertips, turned her head away as if to avoid the topic, and said, "Luyao, go and serve tea to father. We have been talking for so long and he hasn't even had any tea."

"Yes..." Lu Yao walked away holding the celadon teacup. In the sunlight, the emerald bracelet on her wrist shone brightly.

Wen Ranyan picked up the teacup in front of her and saw a piece of crisp tea leaves floating on the water. She gently blew them away.

At that time, Lu Yao had already walked up to Prime Minister Wen and handed him the tea.

Wen Ranyan gently fiddled with the edge of the teacup, and her almond-shaped eyes hidden in the sunlight suddenly smiled eerily, tinged with a bloodthirsty color.

Prime Minister Wen reached out his hand and was about to take the tea.

But at this moment, a figure suddenly jumped out from behind the Vermillion Bird screen and knocked the teacup out of Lu Yao's hand with one palm.

Before Lu Yao could react, the fierce palm wind hit her directly in the heart.

The next second, Lu Yao fell heavily to the ground like a kite with a broken string. She was covered in blood, her meridians were broken, and she was in unspeakable pain.

This scene happened suddenly. Prime Minister Wen was still in shock and his face was pale: "Hei Yao, what's going on?"

Hei Yao stood guard beside Prime Minister Wen and asked Lu Yao sternly, "Tell me, why did you want to assassinate me? Who sent you?"

He was dressed in all black, as if he were covered in ink. Although he had an excellent appearance, it was easy for people to ignore his existence, like an invisible shadow that could never see the light.

Wen Ranyan was so shocked by the questioning voice that she knocked over the teacup in her hand. She looked towards Luyao in disbelief.

"You slut, how dare you cast a poison and assassinate someone? Tell me, whose order did you follow?" Prime Minister Wen was so furious that he suddenly picked up a heavy object at hand and smashed it on Lu Yao.

Green Waist was wriggling on the ground in pain, unable to utter a complete sentence, "I, I..."

Assassination by poison?

How dare she... ?