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

The thunder and rain continued, and the grass and trees were broken.

Wen Ranyan was walking through the streets with an umbrella. Suddenly, she seemed to sense something and looked back abruptly.

But what was visible was still the endless darkness and the rain curtain like a waterfall. Everything was the same as before and there was nothing unusual. However, the more peaceful and normal it was, the more suspicious it made people feel.

Wen Ranyan stared at the quiet night, and suddenly her rosy lips curled up, and a hint of intriguing laughter appeared in her charming eyes.

"It's all because of those men in black blocking the road. I feel like Feng Qiwu is about to catch up with us." She murmured softly, but there was no trace of panic on her face, she was still relaxed and leisurely.

At that time, amidst the howling thunder and rain, there seemed to be a faint clanging sound of cavalry passing through, but it was soon buried by the sound of heavy rain, just like a mirage, or a momentary illusion.

Wen Ranyan flicked her sleeves lightly and nonchalantly withdrew her gaze, letting her crimson sleeves sway freely in the wind and rain.

According to normal walking speed, Feng Qiwu should not have left Lingnan yet. But how can one look at a madman like Feng Qiwu with normal eyes?

If he had worked day and night and rushed here at great risk, it would not be surprising for him to appear here. It would only take a short time for him to catch up with her.

Now she is in a remote town outside Beijing. There are two roads leading to the Miao area outside the country, one is by land and the other is by water.

But according to Feng Qiwu's personality, he would send heavy troops to guard it no matter which road it was. By then, it would be like a solid wall of iron and steel, and not even a fly could fly out.

Wen Ranyan knew what was going on in her mind, but even so, she remained calm and not a bit flustered.

If Feng Qiwu had the ability to come, she also had the ability to escape.

Since he wants to guard both roads, then let him do as he wishes. She will turn these two places upside down. Then, will he be able to tell the truth from the falsehood, the real from the fake?

Thinking of this, Wen Ranyan covered her lips and smiled, her charming eyes gleaming with faint light under the thunderstorm, and she looked like a sinister person who was about to cause trouble.

After a while, she hummed a ballad and walked away swayingly, seeming to be in a very good mood.

The ethereal singing voice became even more eerie in the thunderstorm...

The next day.

The thunderstorm that had lasted all night finally stopped, but the air was still slightly damp and crisp.

This remote town had been peaceful in recent years, but today, for some unknown reason, a large number of black-armored soldiers came in for rectification. In just a moment, they surrounded the dock and the official road leading to the outside of the country.

The ferocious look of the man holding a sharp blade frightened the people. They huddled together and whispered to each other, but they couldn't really figure out what was going on. They just felt that this scene seemed like they were trying to catch someone.

There are many shops around the pier and the lake water is clear and rippling.

The waterside pavilion of the tavern is built overlooking the lake, with thin crepe curling like mist. Feng Qiwu is sitting on the second floor of the tavern, wearing a seductive red dress, with the hem of her dress folded on the ground, as if flowing with some gorgeous light.

He nonchalantly shook the wine cup in his hand, leaning back with a lazy and relaxed look, but his phoenix eyes were as clear as ice and as ferocious as a hunting beast, and he never relaxed for a moment.

The wind blew, the crepe fluttered, and there was a sudden knock on the door.

"Come in." Feng Qiwu opened his lips, his voice lazy.

After a moment, Qi Jiuzhu pushed the door open and walked in.

"What's the matter?" Feng Qiwu spoke again without even raising his eyelids.

Qi Jiuzhu replied respectfully, "Master, the dock and the official road are heavily guarded. Not even a fly can fly out. Even if Madam has great abilities, she cannot escape this iron wall."

Feng Qiwu's eyes sparkled slightly, and he sneered and asked, "Really?"

She is very capable and should not be underestimated.

Qi Jiuzhu said firmly: "Of course."

The soldiers brought up by their master cannot be good-for-nothings who can't even catch a little girl.

Feng Qiwu remained silent, his cold eyes suddenly looked out of the window, through the thin crepe, his gaze fell on the dancers who were dancing to liven up the merchant ship in the lake.

The owner of the merchant ship is going to do business abroad today. The journey is boring, so he invites dancers to relieve his boredom. Now that it is heavily guarded, the merchant ship has temporarily stopped its journey and will set off again after the search is complete.

Feng Qiwu was swaying the wine cup, half of his body leaning lazily, and it was unknown what he was thinking about, but his brows became particularly deep.

"Do you think the lady will be among these dancers?"

Qi Jiuzhu lowered his eyes, not daring to speculate further.

Feng Qiwu put down the wine cup, stood up slowly, and said with a happy smile: "Let's go and take a look. It would be good to catch someone and bring him back home."

As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Qiwu led his men to the merchant ship.

The owner of the merchant ship had been furious for a long time because he could not travel, and wanted to drive the man away. However, although the man had an outstanding appearance and was very handsome, his red clothes were drenched in murderous gloom, as if he was covered in corpses and blood. So he did not dare to disobey him and smiled as he welcomed him to the seat of honor.

Merchant ships are swaying gently in the lake, with clear water and blue sky, music and singing in the air, and graceful dancers. It is truly a fairy-like scene.

Feng Qiwu crossed his legs and moved lazily, but his phoenix eyes were as cold and sharp as obsidian, and they swept lightly over the group of dancers without blinking.

The dancers twisted their slender waists, their beautiful eyes moved, their glances were bright and charming, their fingers picking up flowers were as soft as water, and every move was captivating.

The most special thing was the lead dancer, whose eyes were so bright and lively, like a pool of spring water.

Seeing Feng Qiwu's gaze lingering on him, the merchant ship owner suppressed his fear and said with a flattering smile, "Sir, have you taken a liking to that dancer? If you like her, she will be yours."

"You're so talkative." Feng Qiwu glanced at him sideways, her face expressionless, but a terrifying murderous aura flowed in her dark eyes.

The merchant ship owner was startled and immediately fell silent.

Feng Qiwu sneered, and suddenly he raised his hand. The air around him suddenly turned into a strong wind and rushed straight towards the dancer.

In the flash of lightning, the strong wind only blew off the veil on the dancer's face. In just a moment, a pretty but unfamiliar face was exposed in front of everyone.

Seeing this, Feng Qiwu's smile disappeared, and the waves in his eyes surged, becoming more and more deep and terrifying: "It's not..."

The incense burner on the table was burning with incense, emitting a cold white mist.

Despite this sudden change, the dancers were not frightened or scared and continued to dance with the wind.

Their graceful figures, seductive postures, every dance step, every flick of the finger, are almost exactly the same, just like puppets, without any difference.

This is obviously a heart-intoxicating scene, but at this moment, it seems more and more weird.

Feng Qiwu frowned, his eyes as dark as ink. He raised his hand again and did the same thing.

In a moment, the veils of all the dancers fell off, and unfamiliar faces came into view, making Feng Qiwu's expression even more gloomy and terrifying.

No.

None of them.

But the look in their eyes just now was exactly the same as hers.

Feng Qiwu's brows were deeply locked. Suddenly, he seemed to sense something. He drew his sword and in the blink of an eye, he pinned the small insect that had crawled out of the dancer's body to the deck.

The little bug is completely black with a hint of green. It is a poisonous insect.

Feng Qiwu stared at the little insect for a long while, then smiled in a gloomy way, "Using a poisonous insect to control people, this is really a good method..."

It was unclear whether these words were meant as sarcasm or praise. There was a strange joy in the words that made one's heart tremble.