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

When Feng Qiwu heard this, perhaps because they both had the same idea in their hearts, the smile in his eyes was as bright and blazing as a pearl on a mountain moon.

He raised his eyebrows slightly, motioning for Wen Ranyan to continue.

Wen Ranyan raised her head and met his eyes through the flickering candlelight. The halo was bewitching, and his handsome face was also tinged with a smoky color.

Her gaze lingered for a moment before she smiled and said, "Since the two places are adjacent, it would be fine if we send this batch of arms to Yizhou first and then transfer it from Yizhou to Liangzhou. After all, the matter of arms is a big deal and cannot afford to go wrong. It's not surprising that they might create some smokescreens."

Secretly amassing wealth and buying arms are both capital crimes of treason. Even if one goes to the prosperous Julefang in the ghost market, one must be extra careful and be cautious.

Even if the arms incident is exposed, it will be difficult to trace it back to him for the time being, and he can find a scapegoat to disrupt the situation and fish in troubled waters.

Feng Qiwu looked at her again, the passion in his eyes could not be concealed, the mutual admiration he felt for her could not be concealed, and his voice was so thick that it almost made people addicted.

"I think the same thing as you." He moved closer to her ear.

"However, these are just speculations. We need more verification." Wen Ranyan changed the subject and stared at him with a smile in her charming eyes. "Which prince is stationed in Yizhou?"

Feng Qiwu's face was full of laziness and indifference, and he replied nonchalantly: "Prince Subei, Helian Xu."

Helian Xu was the half-brother of the late emperor Helian Xiao. Because his mother was born a palace maid, humble and lowly, Helian Xu was not favored. Even the powerful eunuchs in charge wanted to bully them, and thus he developed a humble character of being submissive, timid and fearful.

Even though I was exiled to Yizhou by the late emperor and could never return to the capital, I would have no complaints.

When he was in Yizhou, he was honest, dutiful, cautious and timid. No one had ever heard of him causing any big trouble in his fiefdom. Even his food, clothing and other expenses were strictly followed according to regulations, for fear of bringing trouble upon himself.

Listening to Feng Qiwu's slow narration, Wen Ranyan propped up her head with both hands and stared at him intently, "It's hard to imagine that such a cowardly person would be involved in arms."

Her gaze was truly focused, and her charming eyes were like a pool of rippling spring water. When she looked at people, they were always full of seduction, always giving people a kind of soul-stirring spring love, like a mountain spirit.

Feng Qiwu's throat rolled, and his eyes gradually became deep, "Don't judge a person by appearance."

As he spoke, he moved closer, and the two of them lay with their necks intertwined, their ears rubbing against each other. The loveliness that spread out was incompatible with the bloody prison cell.

Wen Ranyan glanced sideways, her breath lingering beside his ear, the woman's sweet fragrance intoxicating like burning wine.

She suddenly leaned forward, closing the distance between them and almost kissing him, "Yes, who knows if there is a wolf's ambition hidden under the sheep's clothing? In this case, Prince Helian Yue of Yongqing and Prince Helian Xu of Subei are both suspects."

Feng Qiwu helped her put the map away, tilted her head slightly, and his earlobe brushed the corner of her lips.

The deliberate intimacy made him happy physically and mentally, and his voice became more and more seductive, "After investigating this and that, not only did I not find the truth, but I even found another suspect. Do you think I am miserable?"

Wen Ranyan only felt the heat on her lips. To prevent him from trying to scam her again, she calmly turned her head away, but her eyes were filled with a captivating soft light, and the teardrop mole under her eyes was also dazzling and sparkling at this moment.

She smiled and said, "How miserable! Not only did you get a Julefang, but you also used the confiscated weapons for your own use, and you also gave the people in the dark a sense of authority and fright. This is clearly a great success, killing three birds with one stone."

"It sounds like I really took advantage of you."

Feng Qiwu's hand caressed her face, meandering all the way down, and lingered on the teardrop mole for a few moments, twisting and twisting it, making her skin red, and he almost couldn't let go.

"You're taking advantage of me and still acting ungrateful." Wen Ranyan held his rebellious hand and said something teasing.

She paused for a moment, and then continued, "However, for someone from a distant fiefdom to be able to run rampant in the capital, amassing a large amount of wealth and buying arms, he must have been helped secretly by a noble in the capital. If he is a noble, he must be of noble status and not easily noticed."

Feng Qiwu listened attentively without interrupting.

Wen Ranyan thought for a moment, then looked at him sideways again, "Your people have been investigating secretly for a few days. Apart from the ghost market, have you found any other unusual shops?"

Feng Qiwu shook his head, "Not yet."

There are many shops in Beijing, and they all do legitimate business. There is no suspicion of secretly making money. It is too rushed and difficult to check them one by one in a short period of time.

Wen Ranyan also knew that this matter was not easy to investigate. After a moment of silence, he talked about other things, "Those princes in their fiefdoms have not returned to the capital for many years. They must be homesick. Why not find a reason to summon them to the capital and keep them under your watch for a few days? Only then can we better find out the truth."

As she spoke, she left Feng Qiwu and stood up. She was wearing a red skirt, black hair, and golden bells. She looked charming and beautiful. Even if she was just standing there, the heaven and earth were eclipsed by her.

"The coronation ceremony and the empress's establishment ceremony are both excellent excuses." Feng Qiwu also stood up and gently put his arms around her slender waist.

It's so sticky that it's like a dog-skin plaster that you can't get rid of it.

Wen Ranyan just let him go.

When the two walked out of the dungeon, it was already dark. The lone star and bright moon had long been covered by the night, looking dark, vast and boundless.

The night wind blows, but I still feel the summer heat.

Because the throne was seized by Feng Qiwu, who was stained with blood and was violent and ferocious, he was criticized by all the ministers in the past few days. Also, because the emperor led the army in person to kill the rebels, it was delayed for several days, so the coronation ceremony has not yet been held.

Now that the rebels have been eliminated and the ministers no longer oppose, the new emperor's enthronement ceremony has been handed over to the Ministry of Rites and will probably take place in the next few days.

"The new emperor has ascended the throne and issued a general amnesty. The princes who have been in their fiefdoms for a long time are returning to the capital as a reward from the new emperor. It is indeed a good excuse." Wen Ranyan put her hands behind her back, her long sleeves brushing across the pearl lamp niches on both sides, a hazy color enveloping her.

Looking at the beauty under the dim light, Feng Qiwu's throat tightened and his eyes were as deep as a prairie fire.

Taking advantage of the fact that no one was around, Feng Qiwu held her horizontally in his arms and said, "Since the coronation ceremony will have to wait for a few more days, why don't we leave the palace tomorrow and go to the shops on Chang Street to check it out."

Wen Ranyan climbed up his neck and scraped the flesh on the side of his neck with her fingertips intentionally or unintentionally, "That's fine."

There was a layer of burning light in Feng Qiwu's eyes, his heart suddenly tightened, and he had the urge to squeeze her hard.

He walked around the palace with her in his arms as fast as a shooting star, and soon returned to the bedroom.

Incense smoke curls from a bronze incense burner, carved window scenes are projected in with haloes of light, and crystal curtains flutter in the wind, exuding a charming warmth everywhere.

The moment she stepped into the palace, Feng Qiwu could no longer hold back and pushed her against the red door.

He leaned over and pressed her down, kissing her neck passionately.