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

The pressure and cold wave came over her in an instant, making Sijin feel cold on her back. Her legs went weak and she almost collapsed to the ground.

She spoke slowly, with a little trembling: "I thought she was going to do something bad to the master, so I naturally rejected her, but the lady said that what happened today really troubled the master, and she wanted to make up for it."

"I saw that she was sincere and full of affection, so I thought it was a misunderstanding, so I said I would go and find out, and now I have come to ask what the master means."

Feng Qiwu glanced to the side. He was wearing a dark red robe that dragged on the ground, and his black hair reached his waist, which made him look indescribably gorgeous. However, this gorgeousness was like poison and arsenic, which made people dare not look directly at him.

He sneered: "Do you think her words are sincere and her feelings are deep?"

Yes, she did speak sincerely and always said nice things to him.

He didn't believe a word of it at first, and now he doesn't believe it even more.

Si Jin nodded subconsciously: "I have observed carefully today. Madam is just an ordinary girl in the boudoir. She is weak and delicate, and even speaks softly. She does not look like the kind of person who controls poisons and hides scheming. I can't see any clues."

Just now in the room, looking at Wen Ranyan, who looked as haggard as glass under the candlelight, she felt that her master was too cautious.

Such a pitiful beauty, not to mention the men, even she could not help but feel pity for her, and she didn't even dare to speak too loudly for fear of disturbing her.

Feng Qiwu glanced at her and said lightly, "You are a good guesser."

"That's not what I meant. Please forgive me, my master. Please forgive me..." Si Jin was shocked and knelt on the ground with a plop. This kneel was very solid.

Feng Qiwu glanced coldly at the trembling Sijin, and a hint of ambiguous arc appeared at the corner of his lips.

This is the true fear that others feel, nervousness, shivering, panic, despair... Not even a little bit of scheming can be hidden, but Wen Ranyan can cry and take control, and can easily transfer the conflict to him.

Should we say that she is gifted or that she is scheming?

"Stand up, stop speculating in the future, and keep an eye on him." Feng Qiwu retracted his gaze and said in a nonchalant tone.

Si Jin stood up, still unsure, "Is it... that hobby?"

Feng Qiwu frowned and stood in the light and shadow. The canary in the cage somehow pecked at his fingertips.

The bite was so fierce that blood immediately seeped out of his cold white skin, which made Si Jin terrified and his breathing held slightly.

I'm afraid I can't keep this canary...

But Feng Qiwu acted as if nothing had happened. She gently stroked Jin Sican's head, her thin lips slightly curved: "Doesn't she want to make amends? Just tell her everything. I want to see how she wants to make amends."

Is it like this canary, pecking him hard?

After all, she had stayed in the study of the prime minister's residence for a long time, and Prime Minister Wen must have assigned her some task.

"You can quit."

Feng Qiwu gently touched the canary's head and then its back. A happy smile suddenly appeared on his face, like a demon showing its fangs, bloodthirsty and dangerous.

Even the gentlest canary will peck people.

What about her?

When will she peck him again?

"Slave, please leave."

This scene made Si Jin feel extremely uncomfortable. Her body stiffened and it took her a while to walk to the door and back out.

The next day.

After a spring rain, the flowers and trees become more luxuriant. The pear blossoms in the yard, after being destroyed by a night of heavy rain, instead of withering and falling, they bloom even more brightly, like a tree dyed with the light of pearls. This beautiful spring scene is truly moving.

Sijin was a quick person and she wrote down all of Feng Qiwu's preferences on paper overnight. As soon as the sun rose that day, she handed the paper to Wen Ranyan for review as if to ask for credit.

Wen Ranyan leaned against the head of the bed, quietly looking at what was written on the paper.

After a night's rest, her complexion had improved a lot, not as haggard as before, but she still had the paleness of someone who had just recovered from a serious illness. The early morning light fell on her, making her look almost white, as if she would break at the slightest touch.

Si Jin softened her voice and said, "Madam, let's look at these things later. Can you take a rest first?"

Wen Ranyan shook her head and smiled softly at her, "I'll watch for a while. I want to write down my husband's preferences as soon as possible and remember them one by one, so that we can get along better in the future."

After hearing this, Sijin's mind moved slightly.

This new lady really loves her master terribly.

But her master was very suspicious of her, and she didn't know how this sincerity would end.

Sijin couldn't bear it and looked away, unable to help but sigh.

Wen Ranyan took in her entire expression, and a smile flashed across his eyes. If one looked closely, one could detect that there was a malicious intention of teasing people hidden in this smile.

She stopped laughing, looked up at Sijin, and asked, "Sijin, where did you find out about your husband's preferences? It's really detailed."

Meeting her clear eyes, Si Jin felt a little nervous. She lowered her eyebrows and said, "I got it from the old housekeeper in the mansion. He has always served the master, so he naturally knows more about the master's preferences than I do."

Wen Ranyan raised her eyebrows.

It’s so detailed, could it really be the work of the old butler?

I hope Feng Qiwu wrote it himself.

"I see." Wen Ranyan concealed the thoughts in his eyes and praised her: "You really took the trouble to take care of my affairs. If you were not around, I would not know who to ask about such private matters."

Si Jin was flattered: "Madam, please don't say that. It is my honor to help you solve your problems."

Wen Ranyan smiled more sincerely after hearing this. She drew circles on the paper before handing it to Sijin and said, "Sijin, tell the kitchen to prepare the dishes according to the recipe on the paper. Call your husband over later. He will definitely be happy to see a table full of his favorite dishes."

Sijin nodded: "Yes."

So this is what she meant by compensation.

It is simple and unpretentious, yet extremely thoughtful. I hope the owner can see the lady's sincerity.

By the evening, Wen Ranyan's complexion looked better. Perhaps because it was too hot in the room, her face was slightly flushed, like a rosy glow, making her look pretty.

Sijin considerately opened the window for her. Outside, in the dusk, the garden was filled with intoxicating fragrance of pear blossoms.

It was at this time that Feng Qiwu came under the moonlight. He seemed to be stained with the fragrance of pear blossoms, which also warmed up the sinister and cold nature in him a little.

Wen Ranyan sat under the window, looking at him from afar through the dim light.

Feng Qiwu seemed to have sensed something. After sending Sijin away, he looked in the direction of Wen Ranyan. In an instant, their eyes met.

Wen Ranyan immediately smiled, her almond eyes moist and full of surprise: "Husband, you are here, please sit down."

Feng Qiwu sat down in response, her crimson robe slightly spread out, looking extremely noble.

He lazily played with the teacup on the table, and looked at Wen Ranyan with a scrutinizing and smiling gaze, asking in a playful tone: "Why did you call me here tonight? And you even prepared a table of dishes. Is this the Hongmen Banquet?"

He lowered his voice slightly, and the sudden chill dispelled the stuffiness in the room.

It's thrilling.