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

Shen Zhixiang looked at his handsome face and saw that he easily pushed the blame onto others but never reflected on his own mistakes. She pursed her lips, and the lingering disappointment in her heart became even stronger.

She just stood there, neither moving forward nor retreating, her eyes clear and sharp: "Feng Zhuyue, have you really not reflected on this in the past few days? Is this just about Feng Qiwu?"

"This is a matter concerning the country and the people of the world. You always act on your own and never discuss it with me beforehand. Now you are pushing the blame onto others. It's really disappointing."

Shen Zhixiang's words were slightly heavy, and that face that was full of compassion and divinity was now tinged with a bit of sharpness, just like Guanyin when she was angry, making people tremble with fear and dare not look directly at her.

Feng Zhuyue walked up with a frown on her face. "I just sent a few assassins to assassinate Feng Qiwu a few days ago. What does this have to do with the country and the people? If there is a connection, if the assassination is successful, I will have eliminated a traitor for Beilang. At that time, the dark clouds in Beilang will be lifted and the whole country will be jubilant. Who dares to say anything about my assassination that benefits the country and the people?"

"Treacherous?"

Shen Zhixiang did not retreat, and looked him in the face with her head held high. She was resolute and courageous, neither humble nor arrogant: "The prosperity of Beilang was won by the traitors you mentioned who sacrificed their lives and shed their blood at the border. If it were not for him and the heroic deeds of thousands of soldiers, would you be able to wear silk and satin, eat delicacies from land and sea, and stand here and talk with me?"

Feng Zhuyue felt even more unwilling when he heard this. He clenched his fists and stared deeply at Shen Zhixiang.

Shen Zhixiang deliberately ignored his gloomy face and continued in a leisurely voice, "You say he is a traitor simply because he has achieved more than his master and has a perverse and cruel temper. You are afraid of him and throw dirty water on him, wanting to taint his reputation so that you can bring him down with justification, just like you bribed Jiang Beiwang to withhold the food and fodder sent to the border town, so that he can die in the desert."

Her voice lingered and echoed in the room, but the room, which was once filled with warm colors, was now filled with coldness and was oppressive.

The spring breeze blew by, and the old window frames made a creaking sound. The swaying shadows of bamboos were reflected on the paper windows, like ghosts with bared fangs and claws, and the atmosphere was weird.

"Zhi Xiang, do you know what you are saying?" Feng Zhuyue lowered her voice, her eyes flickering, "You have been with me for such a long time, don't you know what kind of person I am?"

"How dare I get involved in the matter of food and grass? This is a serious crime that will result in the confiscation of property and extermination of the entire family. It was Jiang Beiwang who was greedy and wanted to swallow an elephant. Now that he has been executed, let's not talk about this matter again."

Feng Zhuyue stepped forward and gently touched Shen Zhixiang's shoulders, looking at her deeply with her clear and bright eyes, as if she was deeply in love with her.

Shen Zhixiang didn't buy his tricks and easily brushed his hands away, saying coldly: "If you ask me not to say it, can this matter be completely covered up? You always leave a tail when doing things. If I am determined to investigate, I can always find out. Your sophistry now will only make me look down on you even more."

Feng Zhuyue looked at her pure face, and could not see any affection on it. There was only an aggressive and ruthless look that was humiliating to him.

Just like when they first met, she was standing by the river in a green dress, her clear and misty eyes only looking at the common people, never taking him seriously, even a slight glance from her was like a cold breeze blowing on his face.

Feng Zhuyue's face turned pale, then he became gentle and polite. He said, "Zhixiang, if I do anything else in the future, I will definitely discuss it with you. I was wrong about what happened before, so don't hold it against me."

Shen Zhixiang looked at him with amusement.

At this moment, Feng Zhuyue twirled the silver bell around her waist.

In an instant, the eerie and unearthly sound of silver bells came with the wind, ding-ling-ding-ling, the lingering sound was ethereal and terrifying.

The smile on Shen Zhixiang's lips suddenly froze. Her eyes no longer had the same luster as before. They became empty and dull, like a shadow puppet being pulled by strings.

Feng Zhuyue was very satisfied with her current appearance, so she held her in her arms affectionately, and spoke softly as the moon: "In the future, let's deal with that treacherous villain together, okay?"

Shen Zhixiang's eyes seemed to be struggling, but in the end she calmed down.

She leaned lightly in Feng Zhuyue's arms and moved her lips twice: "Okay..."

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While Shen Zhixiang was away, the banquet happened to start.

Her Royal Highness the Princess hadn't arrived yet, but the sounds of stringed instruments, flutes and pipes could be heard first. The sounds were clear, elegant and melodious. At the banquet in the open air under the tree-shaded ground, cups were exchanged and toasts were clinked, creating a lively and peaceful scene.

Wen Ranyan and Chu Lanyue sat together. It was only the first day they knew each other, but they were already as close as sisters. Their tastes were similar, so they ate the same food right away.

Chu Lanyue approached her and whispered, "Why hasn't Sister Shen come yet? The banquet has already started."

"Wait a little longer." There was a mottled pattern on Wen Ranyan's eyelashes. When she lowered her eyelashes, the light and shadow were dimmed, as if she was thinking about something.

Chu Lanyue ate the water chestnut cake and nodded slightly.

After a cup of tea, it was not Shen Zhixiang who came, but Her Royal Highness the Princess dressed in gorgeous attire.

Her Royal Highness the Princess is the only sister of the late emperor and the aunt of the current emperor. When the late emperor was in power, she was bestowed with the title of Jin'an, which shows that her status is noble and not comparable to that of ordinary women.

Amid the sound of jingling jewelry, Princess Jin'an came over, surrounded by maids from the mansion.

She wore a crown inlaid with gold jewels, and phoenix-tail hairpins with tassels swaying on both sides, shining brightly in the sunlight. She was wearing a scarlet-gold brocade dress embroidered with phoenixes, which made her look elegant and luxurious.

Although she is clearly in her late spring, she still looks like a girl in her prime. There is not a single wrinkle on her face, and her skin is so fair and tight that it is enviable.

Jin'an was escorted to the throne. She sat at the top, her eyes focused on all kinds of living beings.

Her gaze swept across the noble ladies and finally stopped on Wen Ranyan, who was smiling sweetly.

She paused, then suddenly turned her head and asked the maid next to her: "Is the one sitting over there the wife that evil star just married?"

Nanny Yan Fang had been serving her since she came to the palace, and knowing her temper, she smiled and said, "Yes, Princess, it's her."

Jin'an frowned and looked at Wen Ranyan with a bit of criticism.

She has a very good appearance. She has just reached the age of 15, but she has already grown into such a beautiful and charming girl. When she grows up a little, she will be like an evil spirit, a disaster or monster. Just one glance at her will make people feel unhappy.

She lowered her eyes and said disdainfully: "I heard that she is a concubine's daughter raised on a farm, and she hasn't learned many rules. A concubine's daughter and an evil star are really a perfect match."

"Princess, you are absolutely right." Nanny Yan Fang smiled and poured her fruit wine.

Wen Ranyan naturally felt this blatant scrutiny.

She looked up at Princess Jin'an calmly, her almond-shaped eyes glittering with smiles and a hint of elegance.

This is Feng Qiwu's mother. There are indeed similarities between their eyebrows and eyes, but one is more elegant and calm, while the other is more gorgeous and shocking.

"Ouch."

Suddenly, I heard Chu Lanyue's faint cry.