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

The hot wind blew along the palace road, making people feel stuffy and hot.

In order to avoid sweating, Wen Ranyan pulled Feng Qiwu to the eaves to cool off.

When she stood in the shade, she raised her red lips and told the story: "I ran into her in the Imperial Garden a few days ago. She was so reckless and her words were not very pleasant to the ear, so I couldn't help but give her a lecture."

She paused in laughter, and then continued, "I think the admonition has had a good effect. Today, he seems to be much more stable. He knows who to avoid and what to say."

Feng Qiwu had also heard about what happened in the Imperial Garden. He knew that Wen Ranyan didn't suffer any harm. Instead, he was scolded so hard that he fell ill and couldn't get out of bed for several days, so he didn't take it to heart.

When she saw him again just now, she was as frightened as a mouse seeing a cat. She was really not presentable.

"She came from Shou'an Palace?"

Feng Qiwu changed the subject very quickly, and her tone of voice, which was shrouded in laughter, sounded quite weird. Her gorgeous facial features were hidden in the shadows, like a vast deep ocean with undercurrents and turbulent waves.

Wen Ranyan picked the slanted flower branches and smiled without being affected at all: "Looking at the direction, it should be."

The branches were in full bloom, and holding them in her hands felt like a willow branch in a jade vase, inexplicably giving them a sense of divinity and holiness, which she loved very much.

Feng Qiwu looked at the layered palaces standing under the scorching sun. The vermilion eyes were brilliant in color, but his eyes seemed to be as dark as thick ink. After a while, he said with a leisurely laugh.

"From what I've seen today, it turns out that Shou'an Palace is indeed closely connected with the Duke's Mansion."

He gathered his sleeves together, as if sighing or making a statement, but the aura around him was like a strange undercurrent sweeping madly, his aura opened and closed, and danger was rampant.

Wen Ranyan's heart was as clear as a mirror, and she took over the conversation, "I wonder what role the Queen Mother played in this."

The Queen Mother is the biological mother of Prince Yongqing Helian Yue, and the Duke's Mansion is closely related to the matter of amassing wealth. If the two parties have a close personal relationship, then does she know about the matter of amassing wealth or not?

Feng Qiwu said lightly, "No matter what role you play, if you stretch your hand too far, you will be cut off."

In the scorching heat of midsummer, even under the thick shade you still can't hide the dryness. The hot wind blows slowly, and the overly sweet fragrance of flowers fills your nose.

It was clearly an extreme summer scene, but his overly cruel and bloodthirsty words made the scorching sun suddenly feel a little colder.

Unable to stay under the shade any longer, Wen Ranyan brushed off her sleeves and said as she walked, "It suddenly occurred to me that since the Queen Mother had close ties with the Duke's Mansion, could the nanny kept at the Duke's Mansion also be related to the Queen Mother?"

Feng Qiwu listened quietly beside him, but there was a cunning and deep look in his dark eyes.

Wen Ranyan looked at his smooth profile, her charming eyes like mist, and said with a smile: "We might as well start from this direction and find out whether this nanny served anyone in the palace in her early years. After all, she is a living person. Even if her traces are erased, as long as she is alive, she should have left something behind."

From the time a person is born to the present day, he or she will always leave countless traces.

Some traces may be the result of an inadvertent encounter with someone looking back on the long street, and even you may not remember them clearly. How can others really erase these traces completely?

Feng Qiwu nodded in agreement, "It is indeed a good direction."

The topic came to an abrupt end here. The two of them avoided the scorching light, walked into the corridor, and finally returned to the bedroom.

Outside the palace, the red palace walls cast scorching shadows, flowers bloomed everywhere like clouds and brocade, and the palace was filled with ice, giving off a cool feeling as if it were early spring.

Feng Qiwu sat in the hall for a while, and before the summer heat had even subsided, he was invited to the imperial study.

It looked like something urgent happened and he was in a very anxious state.

Wen Ranyan looked at his departing back, then lay down on the chaise longue to take a nap, feeling exhausted.

Even though she holds the imperial power, she is so busy every day that she really likes this imperial concubine's couch the most.

"Boom" sound.

The muffled thunder of summer exploded in the sky, and the lingering sound became more and more dull like thunder rolling by.

A violent gale followed, causing the grass and trees to tremble and the branches of flowers to break. In an instant, heavy rain came down.

When the heavy rain fell, Zhou Huizhi had already returned to the mansion. Looking at the raindrops as big as beads outside the corridor, she felt extremely fortunate.

Afraid that the flying rain would wet her skirt, Zhou Huizhi stopped looking at the rain in the corridor and turned around to walk into the inner hall.

Duke Zhou was intent on promoting the establishment of the throne, and this morning he persuaded Zhou Xuzhi to enter the palace. He had replayed the plan in his mind thousands of times, and at this moment he was already impatient, waiting alone in the inner hall.

As soon as she entered the door, Zhou Huizhi saw a figure standing in the darkness. She was stunned for a moment before leaning forward and saluting.

"Father."

Zhou Guogong got straight to the point, "Have you seen His Majesty since entering the palace today?"

Zhou Weizhi lowered his eyebrows with a complicated expression when he heard this, "I have never seen it."

In fact, she did see it, but she was so frightened at the time that she even forgot the rules and didn't know whether she would be blamed.

Duke Zhou couldn't hide his disappointment, and said angrily, "You have been in the palace for so long, how come you haven't even seen His Majesty?"

He paused, and then continued, "It was the same a few days ago. It would have been fine if I didn't see His Majesty, but I was frightened like a frightened bird. I was sick for several days and didn't get out of bed. How could the sisters at home be as delicate as you? It's really hard for you to achieve anything."

Duke Zhou was angry at him for not fighting back, and his words became increasingly harsh and pointed.

Zhou Xuzhi pursed his lips and gradually closed his fingertips. The depression in his heart suddenly intensified after hearing these words.

She endured it again and again, but finally couldn't help but argue, "But even if he did, I'm not the reincarnation of Luoshen. I don't have the ability to make a man fall in love with me at first sight. If you think I'm weak and useless, you might as well let other sisters in the family share your worries. After all, they are all beautiful and have been taught by their mother. Naturally, they are a thousand times better than you."

The one in charge of the family now is stepmother Gao. Her biological mother died of illness ten years ago. Gao is gentle in front of people but mean behind their backs.

She only had the title of a legitimate daughter, but in reality, her father and mother didn't love her. Every step she took in the Duke's Mansion was difficult. She was never taken to any banquet, and others would think that she didn't like the hustle and bustle and liked quietness.

The day before yesterday, she was also bewitched by words, thinking that as long as she performed a dance, she could escape from the Duke's Mansion and rise to a high position in one fell swoop. It was not until she had a nightmare during her illness that she thought a lot and suddenly her ears and eyes were clear.

The sisters in the family were born to Gao and were loved by everyone. How could such a good thing happen to her?

The Queen Mother had long lost her real power, so why did the family still want to have close contact with her?

The plot behind this must be terrifying, and the path they are pushing her into is definitely a dead end.

After Zhou Huizhi thought about it, his body became shaky.

Duke Zhou had not noticed her change of expression, but when he saw her speaking back, he could not help but scold her, "Now you have grown strong enough to dare to speak back to your father."

Zhou Weizhi shook her head with a trembling heart, "My daughter doesn't dare."

"I think you are very daring." Duke Zhou showed his fatherly authority, "Go to your boudoir and reflect on yourself for a few days. You are not allowed to go out without my permission."

This is grounded.

"Yes." Zhou Weizhi bowed.

As she turned around, she breathed a sigh of relief. Even if she was under house arrest, she no longer had to set foot in a dangerous place like the palace. At least she could get some peace and quiet.

The rainstorm lasted for less than half an hour. It came quickly and went away quickly.

When Wen Ranyan woke up from her nap, a layer of darkness and haziness suddenly fell in front of her eyes. A figure was leaning beside the chaise longue, staring at her intently.

In the dark and deep phoenix eyes, there is an unconcealable burning aggression.

Like a wolf or a tiger.