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

The wind blew the branches, and the lotus pond in the backyard sparkled, which was very elegant.

But the corpses scattered all over the ground destroyed this elegant and peaceful tranquility. The strong smell of blood accompanied by the eerie silence kept lingering in the heart and disturbing the thoughts.

Everyone was silent and pale.

Wen Ranyan raised her body slightly and recognized at a glance that these people were the senior palace maids who had been rude to her just now and whose eyes were also destroyed by her.

Unexpectedly, while the mantis was stalking the cicada, the oriole was behind it, and now all of them were killed by Feng Qiwu.

What he meant by killing the chicken to scare the monkey turned out to be this.

The Queen Mother had never seen such a scene before. Looking at the corpses on the ground, she felt nauseous and almost vomited.

"These palace maids are all from my palace. How did they offend your majesty to end up like this?"

The Queen Mother took a long time to calm down before she let go of the blame in her heart, but then she was afraid that Feng Qiwu would go crazy, so she couldn't help but take another step back.

She held the Canaan Buddhist beads on her wrist tightly in her hand. Due to nervousness, she exerted a little force and the string broke. The beads rolled down one by one, and her heart sank a little.

A few Buddhist beads rolled at her feet. Feng Qiwu glanced at them with a look of mockery and ridicule, and her voice was like a broken jade cup, cold and cruel.

"Shouldn't he be killed for speaking disrespectfully, disobeying his superiors, and disobeying the Queen?"

Wen Ranyan couldn't help but glance at him. He hadn't even been canonized yet, but he was already on the tip of his tongue?

The Queen Mother was stunned when she heard this, and felt like there was something stuck in her throat.

Where did the queen come from?

She subconsciously glanced at Wen Ranyan and saw that she was still sitting calmly under the bright light, her embroidered brocade clothes sparkling, her kingfisher forehead ornaments colorful, her face as beautiful as the moon, her eyebrows as black as willows, and when her beautiful eyes moved, she was charming and seductive, smiling calmly.

No matter how beautiful her appearance is, how can she become a queen if she comes from a humble background? Are you kidding me?

The Queen Mother tried to find a joke in Feng Qiwu's eyes, but it was in vain.

Under her sparkling gaze, Feng Qiwu picked up the cup and took a sip, but her slightly cold gaze fell like a blade on the nanny with a broken hand.

Suddenly, the nanny's screams were stuck in her throat, as if a thorn was stuck in her back.

"But I missed one." Feng Qiwu curled his thin lips slightly, and a strange and dark color filled his eyes.

He suddenly urged his internal energy, and in an instant, the falling leaves turned into sharp blades, moving at an extremely fast speed, tearing through the long wind.

Before she could figure out what was going on, the nanny who had been fine just a moment ago suddenly widened her eyes and stood there motionless.

Immediately afterwards, a deep blood mark appeared on her neck, and blood gushed out immediately. She fell to the ground with a thud, without a sound.

This sudden change happened in a few breaths. The empress dowager looked at the fresh corpse and felt her throat being tightly strangled by a pair of hands, making it almost impossible for her to make a sound.

"You, you..." She looked up stupidly, her pupils trembling violently, as if she was looking at an extremely evil Shura.

Feng Qiwu opened his thin lips and said loudly, "Tear down the stage."

Upon receiving the order, the Royal Guards filed in. Their methods were fierce and brutal, like robbers.

A beam fell down, and the magnificent stage suddenly collapsed. The actors on the stage were frightened and scattered in all directions. The empress dowager stared blankly at her own stage being destroyed in the blink of an eye. Her heart felt as if it had fallen into the abyss and her whole body was shaking.

Only at this moment did she understand what Feng Qiwu meant by killing the chicken to scare the monkey.

The palace maids and maids he killed were chickens, coming to honor her, the monkey. Because she had overstepped her authority, abused her power, and humiliated Wen Ranyan, whom he regarded as the queen, the emperor was furious and trampled all her remaining dignity under his feet.

If she still cannot put herself in the right position and cannot face the reality in the future like she does today, she will surely collapse like the stage in front of her, leaving no trace of her body.

Feng Qiwu was using the stage to give her a severe beating and tell her the bloody way of survival.

"Queen, are you awake?"

Feng Qiwu admired her miserable and colorless expression, his thin lips curled up, viciousness and violence flashed freely in his eyes, and because of the blood on his hands, he was full of joy like a terrible madman.

How could the empress dowager not be sober? She was so frightened that she couldn't speak. She just nodded as if she had lost her soul, her eyes were out of focus and her whole body felt cold.

Wen Ranyanru watched a good show. The warm sun shone on her, and there was a hint of laziness in her eyes. "The show is over. Do you want to leave?"

She turned her head to look at Feng Qiwu. The corpses on the ground were just ordinary to her. She stood up and walked over calmly. A smile was on her face, but her eyebrows were as cold as ice, like a handful of clear snow that penetrated her bones.

"Let's go." Feng Qiwu flicked his sleeves, stood up and followed.

Both of them were dressed in red, looking like a perfect couple, but also like cold and murderous evil spirits, equally vicious and equally crazy.

The Queen Mother looked at the two people's backs, feeling anxious.

madman.

Two complete lunatics.

Then, looking at the stage that had been torn to pieces, her heart was filled with sorrow. When the two figures had completely walked away, she finally burst into tears. She cried so much that she almost fainted from a heart obstruction.

The last trace of freshness after the rain was also evaporated by the summer heat. At noon, the whole palace was silent and the cicadas chirped faintly.

The long and quiet palace road was filled with heat waves, and there were few palace servants.

The most remote area on the west side of the palace was overgrown with weeds, with tall trees blocking the sky, the golden eaves hidden in the clouds, the vermilion had faded, and the whole place looked bleak.

"You want to take me out of the palace?"

Wen Ranyan looked at where they were standing. This was the weakest defense in the imperial palace and also the most desolate place. The two stood there for a while and were not discovered by the patrolling imperial guards.

While she was speaking, Feng Qiwu had already leapt onto the eaves, her dark red brocade dress was dimly illuminated by the sunlight, and her hair swaying in the breeze brushed across her extremely gorgeous face, like thick ink and bright colors, or like a blooming tea flower, gorgeous and dazzling.

He was sitting in a radiant glow, smiling and reaching out his hand to her, his voice tender and affectionate.

"I'll take you out of the palace to the ghost market to play, do you want to go?"

Wen Ranyan looked into his eyes and saw the smile in them. It was really charming and beautiful. "Go, why not?"

After saying this, she also flew up to the eaves, her figure as light as a swallow, her skirt fluttering as the golden bells rang.

She walked around Feng Qiwu and looked at him for a few more times, then smiled playfully, "You are the king of a country now. If you want to leave the palace, you can just go through the main gate and take the imperial carriage. Why are you sneaking around like that? Are you planning to do something shameful again?"

As soon as you hear the name "Ghost Market", you know it's not a serious place.

He is now hiding his true colors. Could it be that the evidence of Prince Yongqing's wealth accumulation was found in the ghost market, and he is afraid of alerting the enemy so he keeps a low profile?

The scrutiny in her eyes was clear, and Feng Qiwu looked her over generously.

He took off the golden bell from her waist, and pondered the dark colors in his dark phoenix eyes, "Come with me, and you will know, right?"

The curiosity in her heart was aroused. Wen Ranyan stopped talking and followed him to jump off the high wall of the palace gate.

The Ghost Market is a special market at night and is also the most hidden one in Beijing. There are many kinds of goods traded there, and it is difficult to distinguish the real from the fake. There are also banned items and poisons that cannot be found anywhere else.

One needs a secret code to enter the ghost market. Feng Qiwu seemed to have checked it beforehand and was very familiar with the route when he went there.

Wen Ranyan looked up at him, the light was dim like a veil, but the smile in her eyes seemed to be lifted by the mist, full of smiles and teasing.

"You've done your homework."

It turns out that he is going to do something bad.