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

Such a fierce look concealed a bit of pressure, which made Wen Ranyan's thin figure look even thinner, like a frightened quail, delicate and vulnerable.

Feng Qiwu looked at her leisurely, his eyes sparkling with a faint light.

He didn't believe that a martial arts expert would be beheaded so quietly, especially in this heavily guarded Spring Banquet. His intuition told him that this matter might be related to Wen Ranyan.

But seeing how frail and delicate she looked, he couldn't imagine how she could have committed the crime.

"come over."

Feng Qiwu spoke again, her lips curved, her smile as gentle as the bright moon.

"Do you want me to say it again?"

He looked at her, and his voice was lingering and seemed to be filled with dangerous coldness.

Wen Ranyan shivered a few times, but finally took a step forward despite the fear.

Chu Lanyue couldn't bear to watch it any longer, so she mustered up the courage to grab her wrist.

She was obviously terribly scared, her voice was filled with tears, but she still glared at Feng Qiwu fiercely: "Sister Ranyan, don't go. He is fierce and mean. Stand behind me and I will make the decision for you."

How could such a delicate and gentle person marry Feng Qiwu?

Although everyone in the family said that he was a good man, his behavior was really bad. She thought he was a good person before she met him, but now that she has met him, it is clear that he is a bad person.

She really wanted to hide Wen Ranyan at home so that this bad guy would never be found.

Wen Ranyan understood her kindness, pursed her lips, and whispered softly, "It's okay, he is my husband."

"But..." Chu Lanyue wanted to say something else.

Wen Ranyan interrupted softly, "Don't look at him like this, he really treats me very well. If you are worried, come to my house often to visit me in the future."

As she spoke, her dark brows were slightly furrowed and her almond-shaped eyes were watery. Even though she was frightened out of her wits by the corpse on the ground, she still spoke softly and kindly on Feng Qiwu's behalf.

Chu Lanyue looked at this, then looked at that, and after a moment of hesitation, she finally compromised: "Okay then... I'll come to see you tomorrow."

Feng Qiwu looked at them with a half-smile. He was not a monster, so was it necessary for him to face death with indifference as if he were going to the execution ground?

"Husband." Wen Ranyan walked up to him in small steps.

She raised her eyes and when they met her gaze, she quickly lowered her brows in shock, and her slender shoulders trembled.

Feng Qiwu looked at her actions with amusement. His eyes lingered on her, from her dark eyebrows to her delicate nose, and then to her pretty little face like a spring flower. After staying for a moment, they fell on her teardrop mole which was stained with a hint of charm.

She is quite capable. In just a few hours, she has become good friends with the beloved daughter of Marquis Chu. Looking at Chu Lanyue's attitude just now, it is no exaggeration to say that she is willing to go through fire and water for her.

Feng Qiwu sneered, his eyes moved down again, and landed on a certain place between her sleeves.

His eyes suddenly darkened, and the hidden wind and frost swept over, and the pressure was overwhelming. It was clearly a warm spring day, but it seemed like a cold winter. Everyone was silent, and even Princess Jin'an seemed to be strangled by the throat. She couldn't utter a word of blame for a long time.

Wen Ranyan raised her almond-shaped eyes and blinked innocently.

Feng Qiwu and her looked into each other's eyes. After a while, the frost in his eyes disappeared, and he said in a playful and gentle voice with a smile: "We have been away from home for a long time. Let's go home together."

Wen Ranyan's eyes flickered, and she happily responded, "Yeah."

The two wanted to leave, but were stopped by Princess Jin'an. After she calmed down, she did not lose her composure: "Feng Qiwu, can you come and go as you please?"

"You have ruined my Spring Festival Banquet. You have frightened all these innocent ladies. Today, you must give me an explanation."

It was supposed to be a lively and cheerful banquet, but she really didn't expect that blood would be seen at this banquet. It was really extremely unlucky.

Giving birth to Feng Qiwu was her lifelong misfortune. If she had known that he was such an unlucky star, she would have killed him with a pillow and never given him a chance to grow up.

Jin'an was shocked and hateful. Her eyes were red. She looked at Feng Qiwu not as if he were her biological son, but as if he were her mortal enemy. She wanted to drink his blood and eat his flesh, and grind his bones into ashes.

Facing her hateful gaze, Feng Qiwu's eyes were calm. He twirled his sleeves and said lightly, "Explanation? If the assassin hadn't died long ago, how could it be just a simple shock?"

There seemed to be deep meaning in his words, and his gaze moved around. He stayed on Chu Lanyue for a moment, and finally, he fell on Princess Jin'an with a smile.

She felt the cold wind blowing at her for a moment, her mind trembling, and she shouted angrily: "What do you mean by that?"

Feng Qiwu retracted his gaze, looked around and said, "The princess has time to ask for an explanation here, why not tighten the guards in the mansion, just in case an assassin appears at a banquet someday?"

Jin An's face turned pale and he was extremely furious, but he had no way to deal with such an evil star.

Feng Qiwu put his arms around Wen Ranyan's slender waist and walked away in a swagger under Jin'an's angry gaze. He was so rude and arrogant, as if he treated this place as his own back garden and could come and go freely.

Jin'an was so angry that he almost fainted.

Nanny Yan Fang immediately calmed her down.

When leaving, Wen Ranyan seemed to see Shen Zhixiang coming with a handsome man on the other side of the path. If her guess was correct, the man should be the legendary Feng Zhuyue.

He really has a beautiful face as pure and elegant as the bright moon, and he and Shen Zhixiang are a perfect match.

But for some reason, she felt that the scene before her was really weird. Shen Zhixiang was like a shadow puppet without a soul or thoughts, being controlled by others.

Her eyes wandered around and accidentally saw the silver bell on Feng Zhuyue's waist.

Just when she found it interesting and wanted to take a closer look, a dark voice suddenly fell from above her head.

"You are so absorbed in looking at it. Is it really that beautiful?"

The spring breeze was sad, and the unreasonable chill melted into her body.

Wen Ranyan quickly retracted her gaze, smiling warmly, her almond eyes sparkling as she said, "I heard that was the person Sister Shen liked, so I took a curious look when I saw him. But even if I have seen many people, none of them is more handsome than my husband."

"My husband's appearance is not even as good as the stars and the moon."

Feng Qiwu sneered: "Such a silver tongue."

Wen Ranyan couldn't help but grab his sleeve and said softly, "Every word is from the heart."

Feng Qiwu stared at her, his eyes fell on her sleeves again. He said nothing, but his eagle-like gaze made people feel creepy.

After leaving the Princess's residence, Feng Qiwu took her into the carriage.

As soon as he entered the carriage, the smile in Feng Qiwu's eyes faded. He leaned to one side, supporting his head with one hand. He looked lazy, but like a ferocious beast, as if staring at the prey in his palm, wondering where to start.

Wen Ranyan sat curled up in the corner, her eyes moving slightly, and she was trembling with fear.

After a while, Feng Qiwu finally spoke.

"Take off your coat."