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

Sijin didn't suspect anything and walked over with a smile.

She leaned over to the incense burner, took a sniff and said, "It's a very fresh fruity scent. It smells really good."

"I heard from the housekeeper that some tangerine powder is mixed in it, so it smells sweet." Wen Ranyan put the top cover on and placed it in a conspicuous place.

In an instant, the whole room was filled with refreshing fruity fragrance.

Si Jin walked to the carved wooden bed and helped Wen Ranyan tidy up the bedding. Just as she smoothed out the wrinkles, Si Jin felt dizzy and turned her head to fall asleep.

But she used to be full of energy at this time of day. Today, for some reason, she suddenly looked so tired.

Sijin rubbed her temples, looking tired.

Seeing her like this, Wen Ranyan carefully and politely called her to go back and rest: "Sijin, make the bed and go back to rest. I think you are tired from accompanying me to the Spring Banquet. Go to bed early so that you will be energetic tomorrow."

After just a few breaths, Si Jin felt a lot more tired. She met Wen Ranyan's clear almond eyes and said in annoyance, "Madam, my body is really not doing well today. I will leave first."

Wen Ranyan curled her lips and said sympathetically, "Well, have a good sleep and don't think about anything."

Hearing this, Sijin picked up the corner lantern and walked out yawning.

A pomegranate tree was in full bloom in a porcelain pot under the gauze window. The small red flowers were trembling gently in the wind. The deep color looked like shattered rouge and fallen snow on the ground, so gorgeous and stunning.

When Wen Ranyan saw Sijin's figure completely disappear, she poured the fumigating spices into the porcelain basin.

The spices include more than just tangerine powder; she also added something sleepy.

If you take a whiff of this, you will be able to sleep soundly till dawn and even the beating of gongs and drums will not wake you up.

Wen Ranyan gently twisted the token on her sleeve with a faint smile on her brow. Since this token had nothing to do with Feng Qiwu, it must be with Lord Chu. Now, the matter of the headless assassin has spread all over the city, but most of them are just speculations without evidence.

Lord Chu would certainly also like to know who the assassin was targeting. If he saw the token, combined with the events at the Spring Banquet and the recent turmoil in the court, he would be able to guess a thing or two.

By then, the emperor and his ministers were alienated and the situation was chaotic. This book and this drama became even more gripping.

There was a hint of teasing in Wen Ranyan's eyes. Under the soft moonlight, she opened the stained glass window. In a moment, the poisonous thread in her hand flew out of the air and wrapped around the highest point of the eaves.

She used the force of the force to step over the window and climb up, and her graceful figure disappeared in an instant.

The mansion of Marquis Chu is brightly lit, and the jade lamp niches are overflowing with light, just like the light of fireflies blooming in the dark night. The mansion has winding paths and corridors, and the places where the fireflies cannot reach are pitch black and quiet.

Wen Ranyan sat leisurely on the high wall of Lord Chu's mansion. She had an excellent view from where she was sitting, and could clearly grasp the fragmented layout of the mansion. Looking through the corridor, she could see shadowy figures in the main house. Lord Chu should be inside.

She took out a crossbow that she had gotten from somewhere, and tied the small paper and token to the crossbow arrow.

Everything was done. Wen Ranyan closed his left eye slightly and shot into the air in the direction of the main house.

"Whoosh-"

In an instant, the arrow flew as fast as lightning.

The crossbow arrow shot through the window paper and nailed it straight to the wooden pillars of the main house.

Then, there were shouts of assassins and the sound of chaotic footsteps.

Wen Ranyan didn't care how chaotic the house of Marquis Chu was. She put away her crossbow, left with her hands behind her back, and did good deeds without leaving her name.

The moon was at its zenith, the evening breeze was blowing gently, and she was walking on the roofs with a smile on her face.

The wind blew by, and she danced gracefully in her plain clothes, with a beautiful face. She stood on the eaves and overlooked the mountains and rivers of Beilang. Wherever her eyes reached, there were bright lights and colorful flowers.

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The residence of Lord Chu.

Main house.

Feng Qiwu sat on a carved armchair at one side, quietly sipping the finest tea from the Marquis's mansion. Even when the crossbow arrow flew towards her, she remained calm and continued to sit and sip her tea, as if the years were peaceful and quiet.

Lord Chu was sitting with him. When the crossbow arrow broke through the window, he had already ordered the guards to investigate. However, after searching for a long time, the troublemaker was nowhere to be found, which made everyone in the mansion break out in a cold sweat.

Lord Chu apologized: "Lord Feng, I'm sorry to have frightened you just now."

Feng Qiwu put down the celadon teacup and said casually, "It's just a crossbow arrow, it's not enough to scare me. By the way, has the Marquis ever seen what's on the crossbow arrow?"

Hearing this, Lord Chu's fox eyes lit up with a playful smile. He looked at Feng Qiwu for a long while before saying, "To be honest, Lord Feng, that is a really good thing. Before I saw it, I thought someone wanted to assassinate me, but after seeing it, I knew that the person just now should not have any bad intentions. On the contrary, her purpose is the same as yours, Lord Feng."

Lord Chu talked and laughed, without any taboos or evasion, as if he treated Feng Qiwu as his own.

A faint light shone in Feng Qiwu's indifferent eyes. He slightly curved his thin lips, as if he was also a little interested: "What on earth is it that makes Lord Chu praise it so highly?"

Lord Chu did not keep anyone in suspense and simply displayed what he had obtained.

A piece of small words and a token instantly appeared in Feng Qiwu's field of vision.

When Feng Qiwu saw the token, a ray of light suddenly flickered in his calm eyes. He looked at the two objects for a long while, his thin lips curved higher and higher, his eyes were filled with interest and ridicule.

Feng Qiwu stroked the token and murmured, "So, it's such a good thing."

Lord Chu also smiled, and his smile was profound and meaningful: "A disaster suddenly occurred at the Spring Banquet. In the evening, Lord Feng came to my house in person to remind me. I was skeptical at first, but now this crossbow arrow came at the right time, which forced me to believe it and think about it."

He had heard about the absurd things that happened at the Spring Banquet and had thought about it, but since he had never experienced it himself, he always felt like he was looking at flowers in the fog. Even though he was shocked, he still couldn't see it clearly and didn't think about it at all.

Unexpectedly, Feng Qiwu suddenly came to his house at night and reminded him in both explicit and implicit ways that there had been turmoil in the court recently and that the emperor's mind was treacherous and unpredictable, so he asked him to pay more attention to the safety of his family.

He had doubts at first, but now with the crossbow arrow attacking him, these small words and this token were telling him that the person to be assassinated at the Spring Banquet was his beloved daughter, Chu Lanyue.

Before this, he had only spoken well of Feng Qiwu for the sake of the country, but he made the emperor so cruel.

Lord Chu smiled bitterly. He clenched his fists, but still felt the chill in his bones. He was chilled to the bone. "I really didn't expect that he couldn't even tolerate an innocent woman. If this happens today, our two families will be at loggerheads. Lan Yue is the life of our mansion. If she... I will definitely not be able to calm down and think about the loopholes and tricks in this."

By then, you will really be in trouble and become the fighting snipe and clam, paving the way for the oriole behind you.

Feng Qiwu frowned and said in a deep voice, "He must have calculated all this, which is why he targeted Miss Chu."

His voice was like jade beads falling into an icy lake, lingering heavily in people's hearts.