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

Wen Ranyan was stunned, and suddenly lowered his eyes——

Then, an exquisite golden lock was buckled on her wrist.

The other end of the golden lock was still buckled on Feng Qiwu's wrist.

The two of them were locked together like this.

Wen Ranyan: “…”

She endured and endured, but finally a crack appeared on her smiling face, and her voice became cold: "Feng Qiwu, what do you mean?"

"It's just a matter of reciprocity." Feng Qiwu kept staring at her. His face was pale as if he had been poisoned, but his smile was dazzling.

She poisoned him, so he gave her a golden lock in return.

Isn’t it fun and interesting to have such a give-and-take relationship?

"What a good reciprocity..." Wen Ranyan said, and started fiddling with the golden lock.

They tried all kinds of methods, such as chopping, splitting, and pulling, but the golden lock didn't move at all. It was obvious that Feng Qiwu came prepared and in order to lock her up, she couldn't help but test the poison on herself.

Such a gamble with his life is indeed in line with his crazy and insane character.

"Where is the key hidden?" Wen Ranyan sneered a few times, then turned around and began to feel around Feng Qiwu's body.

Feng Qiwu slowly swallowed the antidote and looked at the white little hands groping his body. The corners of his mouth curled up, and there was a dark light in his eyes that was hard to detect.

Suddenly, he leaned close to Wen Ranyan's ear and whispered, "No need to look for it, there is no key."

Wen Ranyan's groping hand paused, she tilted her head, and bumped into a pair of eyes as deep as the abyss, with undercurrents surging in them, unfathomable, and even hiding a bit of the evil of just watching the show.

"Really?" Wen Ranyan stared at him quietly with a pair of eerie dark eyes.

When the golden lock was cast, it must have come with a key. Feng Qiwu said there was no key and she didn't believe a word of it.

Perhaps seeing through her thoughts, Feng Qiwu's thin lips curled up playfully, "It used to be, but it's gone now."

Under Wen Ranyan's quiet gaze, he smiled and spread out his palms.

I saw that the key, which was originally in good condition, had been crushed into powder by his internal energy.

As the night wind blew, the powder floated up and quickly melted in all directions, leaving no trace.

Even the only key was crushed into powder. He is truly a complete lunatic.

Wen Ranyan looked him up and down carefully, her eyes flickering in the dim light, but she said nothing, and no one knew what she was thinking at the moment.

After a while, she laughed out of anger, and her white hands stroked Feng Qiwu's clothes.

The next second, she suddenly grabbed his collar and pressed closer.

"Feng Qiwu, you are just as despicable as your mother..."

The tone of her smiling voice was so lingering that it almost penetrated the bone, but the ending tone was cold and poisonous, shocking the soul.

Feng Qiwu covered the back of her hand with a strange look and a creepy smile: "You are wrong, I am different from her. Her imprisonment is dark, but I just want to enjoy the changing seasons and the changes of mountains and rivers with you."

Princess Jin'an's plundering is like a rat in the gutter, shunning the light, but she herself is always glamorous, wearing gorgeous clothes, sitting in a high-ranking position in a wealthy family, without any stain on her reputation. Compared to beauties, she loves herself more.

What he wanted had always been clear and upright, and he was willing to risk his life for it. If Wen Ranyan asked, he would give her the kingdom. He only asked that they stay together until death and enjoy the prosperity of the world together.

So, how can Princess Jin'an be compared with him?

"Besides, you were the one who poisoned me first, and I locked me up with the golden lock. If you want to say that we are despicable, we are both the same." Feng Qiwu paused and continued.

Wen Ranyan sneered: "...You are really smart."

What he said next was so logical and well-founded that it almost shut her up.

Feng Qiwu smoothed the wrinkles on his clothes and said slowly, "Thank you for your compliment."

In the poisonous miasma forest, dark clouds obscured the moon, and everywhere was dark and gloomy. When the wind blew, the rustling of grass and trees could be clearly heard, and the chaotic footsteps mixed in were also very obvious.

Along with the footsteps, there were several sharp voices.

Wen Ran Yanshu sat there lazily without moving, and said gloatingly: "I forgot to tell you that because I leaked Yang Xuelian's secrets a few days ago, he sent a lot of Miao people to capture me. But now, the person they want to kill the most is right in front of them, and I have no sense of existence in their eyes."

Feng Qiwu sat on the ground like her, relaxed and at ease: "And then?"

Wen Ranyan turned his head to the side, his eyes flickering with light: "I can just stand by and watch. After they kill you, I will chop off your hand with the golden lock and run away."

"What a vicious mind." Feng Qiwu raised his eyebrows, half teasingly.

Wen Ranyan said smoothly: "It has always been like this."

The sound of footsteps was getting closer.

Wen Ranyan stroked her sleeves and lifted her long hair, looking as if she had made up her mind to just stand by and watch.

Feng Qiwu leaned against the tree, resting his hand on his head, and said with a lazy smile: "Your hands are stained with the blood of so many Miao people. I saw them from afar in the valley that day. They wanted to eat you alive."

He added: "But it's good this way. When we die together, we will have a companion."

Wen Ranyan looked at him and snorted, "That's a nice thought."

After saying that, she stood up suddenly and rushed into the depths of the poisonous miasma with light and graceful movements.

Feng Qiwu didn't even struggle and was easily taken over by her.

"Where are you going?" He asked, looking at her slender white neck.

Wen Ranyan looked back and smiled maliciously: "Of course, I will take you to Miaojiang to die——"

She looked at the golden lock that was entangled between the two of them, her eyes flickering, and a series of strange and teasing thoughts emerged in her mind.

If you want to trap her, then let's play together~

Feng Qiwu remained calm and just looked at her greedily.

A golden lock locked the two of them, and they were inseparable from the future, and would go to the underworld together...

The two men moved extremely quickly, and before the Miao people could react, they had already left the poisonous forest and entered the most prosperous market in Miao territory.

The moon is at its zenith, and the stars are shining brightly.

It was just past midnight, but the Miao market was still bustling as always. They had heard that today was a festival, so they continued to have fun.

The two of them blended into the crowd and were not very noticeable at first glance.

However, Wen Ranyan was never one to be timid, and she led Feng Qiwu directly to Chunfeng Pavilion, the most luxurious and bustling place here.

Wen Ranyan spent a huge sum of money and directly booked a private room.

In the side rooms, there were music and singing, and courtesans dancing gracefully.

The men dressed in dark purple Miao costumes embroidered with silver thread danced to the melody. They all had light gauze on their faces and silver bells swayed all over their bodies. The melodious and crisp sounds accompanied the rhythm of the music, and their light dance moves became enchanting and bewitching.

You are truly worthy of being a Miao person.

"Madam, why did you bring me to this place?"

Feng Qiwu had a gloomy face since he came in. Now, seeing the charming prostitutes, his face became even darker than ink, and he wished he could strangle these little devils to death.

Wen Ranyan lazily sat in the main seat, glanced at me, and said slowly: "You gave me the golden lock, and now I bring you here to see the world and have some fun. Isn't this also a courtesy?"

"Why, you are unhappy with such a lively scene?"

Wen Ranyan took the wine handed to her by Qing Guaner, looking happy as if she was taking revenge on the spot.