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

There was a secret letter tied to the pigeon's foot.

Upon seeing this, Qi Jiuzhu immediately opened the secret letter and read it carefully.

After reading carefully for a while, Qi Jiuzhu didn't say a word.

Seeing his expression changing constantly, the young general's heart suddenly tightened, and he asked in a trembling voice: "Master Qi, what is written in this secret letter? Could it be that His Majesty really encountered an accident?"

"Nonsense, the master is fine, it's just..." Qi Jiuzhu glanced at him coldly.

But when he thought of what was written in the letter, his brows furrowed again: "The master said in the secret letter that he had made a deal with the Miaojiang young master Sang Muye, and asked us to send a few people to sneak in to reinforce, and the rest of us to guard the Miaojiang border and cooperate with each other when necessary."

The young general standing by was so excited when he heard this. Is His Majesty going to take action against Miaojiang?

He was just about to ask when His Majesty would return when he heard Qi Jiuzhu say, "The master also said that the hot springs in Miaojiang are quite good, and he and his wife are going to spend a few days there."

Young general: “…”

No wonder Lord Qi is so moody. People are in a panic these days, but Your Majesty is still thinking about having fun?

"Pass the order down and do as the master's secret letter says—"

Qi Jiuzhu restrained his expression and stood tall. When his master was not around, he was the pillar of support for the army.

The next day.

The rising sun was warm, and its glare filtered through the gaps between the leaves, forming a layer of smoky golden mist on the ground, rising and falling in waves, so hot that it almost hurt the eyes.

Cities all over Miao Territory were covered with notices for the hunt for Wen Ranyan and Feng Qiwu.

The whole city was on alert and heavily guarded, with a sense of tension that escaped any reasonable reason.

Feng Qiwu didn't feel nervous and even felt like taking a hot spring bath.

Wen Ranyan used his hands to block the glare from the scorching sun. He felt that he was really crazy. "The whole city wants to catch you, but you still want to go to the hot springs. Don't you feel too hot to go there in such a day?"

The free hot spring pool is located in a villa in the mountains.

There are many poisonous creatures in the dense forests in the mountains, and few people go there.

The Miao people like to be lively and most of them would go to the hot springs in the city to soak in them. This place in the mountains was left idle and no one was guarding it, so no one noticed when the two of them went there.

"You are wrong. It's not me, but us." Feng Qiwu pushed open the door of the villa. When he turned his head, a hint of teasing flowed in his eyes. "Right now, we are grasshoppers tied to the same rope."

After saying this, he lowered his eyebrows and his eyes passed across the golden lock vaguely, with a hint of meaning.

Wen Ranyan followed his line of sight downwards, a gleam of confusion flashing across her charming eyes: "Who is on the same page with you?"

She seemed different, but no one noticed.

A lazy smile spilled from Feng Qiwu's lips, and he looked around and said, "It's best to soak in hot springs during the dog days of summer. It can not only maintain your health, but also relieve fatigue and beautify your face. You should always try it."

Wen Ranyan retracted her gaze, as if she had also become interested: "Then we really have to try it."

The two of them had already walked around the winding corridor and arrived at the backyard with many layers of buildings and pavilions.

There were some lotus flowers floating in the pond in the backyard, but they were not growing well because no one was taking care of them.

The summer breeze blew gently, the withered lotus leaves hit the water, and ripples appeared.

The setting sun fell on the two of them, their sleeves fluttering tightly, which unexpectedly gave them a touch of charm and tenderness, and the years were quiet and good.

"It's a bit simple, but the hot spring water is clear and clean." Feng Qiwu has moved to the hot spring pool and sees that the spring water is crystal clear, sparkling like a jade pot.

Green bamboos are intertwined beside the pond, swaying in the wind and emitting a faint bamboo fragrance.

“The effect is very good.”

As she spoke, Wen Ranyan had already soaked her feet in the hot spring water. The warm water flowing through her relieved all her fatigue.

Feng Qiwu leaned down and approached with an overwhelming warm breath.

Instantly, a voice with a smile and a hook attached to her ear, "You know how to enjoy yourself, let's go first."

Wen Ranyan looked back, the corners of her eyes slightly moist and red from the heat from the hot spring, her charming eyes were filled with a natural charm that could melt your bones at a glance.

"If you want, you can come down and take a bath." Wen Ranyan gently pushed him, and the water stains on her hands soaked his robe.

Feng Qiwu's eyes were dark, and his burning gaze swept across her inch by inch, his eyes were as wild and reckless as a raging wave.

"I'm not in a hurry to take a bath. I can just watch you take a bath by the pool."

As he spoke, his hand fell down and lifted the hem of her skirt covering her legs. Her skin, as white as jade, was instantly revealed to his eyes, stained with crystal water droplets, with a glassy luster, and so tender that it was dripping with juice.

Feng Qiwu pressed his fingertips against her snow-white skin, rubbing it inch by inch, twisting it gracefully, and the scorching heat instantly penetrated into her heart and lungs.

Wen Ranyan bent her legs, lifted his chin, and said in a lingering voice: "I think you are not interested in the hot springs, but in me..."

He also said he wanted to take a hot spring bath.

Looking at his eyes that were so fierce that they could kill people, Wen Ranyan knew what he was thinking.

"It's human nature to have that kind of thoughts about your wife."

Feng Qiwu held her wrist, and the burning breath invaded her again. His breath was fresh, but now it smelled like strong liquor burning her heart, and mixed with the fragrance of green bamboo it was so intoxicating.

Wen Ranyan's eyes turned red, and she looked charming. "But, I have already written a letter of divorce..."

"Don't mention things that don't exist anymore." Feng Qiwu interrupted, with dark thoughts in his eyes.

Perhaps he didn't like her talking about the divorce letter all the time, and even the depths of his eyes were tinged with a captivating look. He leaned down and kissed her red lips.

He tossed and turned, behaving ferociously, and was not satisfied for a long time.

"Then I won't mention it for now..." With a beautiful woman by his side, Wen Ranyan is not the kind of person who would put himself in a difficult position.

She slowly climbed her bare hands up to the sides of his neck, her fingertips circling around him as if teasing him wantonly, as if trying to please him.

There was a deep sense of joy in Feng Qiwu's eyes, and beneath her trembling eyelashes were a pair of fiery eyes that were surging with treacherous undercurrents, hiding a wanton danger that could devour everything.

The corners of Wen Ranyan's eyes were drunken, and her snow-white neck was tilted back.

The hot spring water was rippling, and before you even got in you felt like you were drunk from the scorching heat.

When the hot mist on the surface of the pool was blown away by the wind, it reflected the entangled shadows, swaying and rising and falling.

Like shattered glass, the sound of the shattering spread throughout the scenery...

The clouds and rain finally stopped.

Wen Ranyan put on her clothes and leaned lazily against the wall of the pool. Her slightly wet black hair stuck to her waist, and her snow-white neck was covered with red plum-like marks. Her messy charm was extremely clinging.

Feng Qiwu twisted her fingers and played with them. His voice was hoarse, but his joy had not faded. "Looking around the world, is there anyone like me who is as compatible with you as you are?"

Wen Ranyan raised her eyes lazily, and met the confused light in his eyes at first glance.

She raised her red lips, her eyes flashing with mischief: "But I haven't traveled all over the world yet, how can I be sure?"

I have to say, Feng Qiwu is indeed a perfect match for her.

They both have the same bad temper and are equally good at manipulating people's hearts. When they scheme against each other, there is an indescribable sense of novelty.

After being away for a few days, Feng Qiwu didn't know what tricks he had learned, but he did have more skills than before.