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

The tip of his teeth rubbed against her, leaving a lingering itch. Wen Ranyan nestled in his arms and laughed so hard that her body shook. Just the laughter that overflowed was enough to bewitch her soul.

Feng Qiwu felt his throat boiling when he saw her like this. He couldn't help but slide into her bra, and his rough fingers caressed the soft flesh on her waist without any hindrance.

Her skin was as smooth as jade and as soft as silk around the hands, which pleased him very much.

"But no matter what, you helped me."

Feng Qiwu slowly moved closer and whispered in her ear. In an instant, he was crawling warmly, tenderly and charmingly.

Wen Ranyan felt the heat in his palm. It was just a touch of skin, but it seemed to burn her completely. Her soft little hand wandered and slowly wrapped around his neck.

She leaned forward slightly, and leaned softly against Feng Qiwu's chest, breathing sweetly and saying, "Since I have helped you, do you think I can give you any reward?"

Such blatant seduction made Feng Qiwu's eyes more lustful. His thin lips curled up, and there was a hint of impending aggression and plunder between his brows. His usually lazy and playful voice was filled with unspeakable danger.

"What reward do you want?"

His eyes never left her from beginning to end.

She was already very charming and alluring, and now that she was not disguising herself and was facing him openly, it was even more difficult for him to control himself.

Wen Ranyan looked at Feng Qiwu nonchalantly, her almond-shaped eyes flickering slightly, and no one knew what she was up to.

After a while, she spoke in a charming and coquettish voice in the warm room: "My fingers were broken when I was struggling with the assassin just now. Please apply medicine to me yourself. You didn't apply medicine to me last time I was bitten by a snake."

As soon as she finished speaking, her eyelashes fluttered slightly, and the next second, she confidently showed her injured finger.

Feng Qiwu lowered his eyes and took a look, and couldn't help but sneer.

It was just a shallow wound that could be ignored. If it had been exposed later, it would have probably healed with a scab.

It was obvious that she was trying to seduce him in various ways.

But he was extremely happy in his heart, and seemed to like it.

Feng Qiwu pinched the soft flesh on her waist gently, listening to her moans, and felt extremely happy and delighted.

It turns out that she is so sensitive here.

Let her tease him like this last time.

Feng Qiwu opened her thin lips, her eyes filled with a bit of evil pleasure after revenge: "Madam, you kill people without blinking an eye, but you are so delicate over a small wound?"

Wen Ranyan stared at him: "So are you going to go or not?"

Feng Qiwu narrowed his eyes, smiled deliberately and said, "There is no medicine for the injury."

Perhaps knowing his bad nature, Wen Ranyan was prepared: "I have it here."

As she spoke, she pulled out a white jade porcelain bottle filled with golden medicine from her sleeve. It was the one that Feng Qiwu threw to her after she was bitten by a snake. She had kept it carefully until now, and it finally came in handy.

Feng Qiwu looked at the white jade porcelain bottle, turned his eyes sideways, and met her soft and cunning almond eyes again. She was really prepared for everything. Could the small wound on her finger be caused by her on purpose?

Feng Qiwu's mind was in a turmoil, but he still took the porcelain bottle with a smile and applied medicine to her. Although the blood on his fingers had dried, he still applied the medicine very carefully, twisting it up and down as if he was playing with a piece of jade.

"Blow again." Wen Ranyan looked at his thick eyelashes, handsome profile, and burning almond eyes.

Feng Qiwu didn't blow it for her. Instead, he asked in a low and hoarse voice with lustful eyes, "There's one thing I don't understand. Where did you hide the token?"

That time he searched almost every part of her body, but still couldn't find the token, as if it had evaporated.

Hearing this, Wen Ranyan couldn't help laughing again. She looked Feng Qiwu up and down for several times before whispering in his ear, "I told you, the token was hidden in my clothes. If you had untied my clothes at that time, you would have seen it, but you didn't, and you missed it."

After she finished speaking, she leaned on his shoulder, her beautiful lips brushing his neck lightly, teasing him lustfully, like a seductive ghost that had enchanted the soul.

After hearing this, Feng Qiwu felt his heart getting hotter and hotter. An indescribable joy burst out, burning like fire, making it difficult for him to calm down.

It was actually inside the small clothes...

It is indeed a monster.

Just a few words were enough to make him distracted and unable to control himself.

Wen Ranyan touched his throat, and her red lips fell to his lips. Then, she spoke charmingly and bluntly: "Good brother, you have been entangled for a long time, don't you want to taste that taste?"

After she finished speaking, she no longer made any move, but just looked at him quietly, her almond-shaped eyes were gentle and full of seductive desire.

The wind blew through the window, but the room was unusually quiet. The two people's breath blended, their figures were entangled, and the ambiguity and charm were hard to ignore.

Feng Qiwu's rationality had completely disappeared when her brush touched his throat. Now his eyes were bloodshot, and his dark eyes were filled with a desire for aggression.

He picked her up and pressed her down on the soft couch, his big hands tightly clasping her slender waist. His kiss came wetly and fiercely. He looked so ruthless, like a ferocious beast that had broken free from its chains, wanting to carve it into her bones and devour her completely.

"Call it out."

His hand reached into her underwear...

The red clothes scattered on the ground blended together, as if they were inseparable.

"Good husband, good brother~"

Wen Ranyan was wrapped around his waist and abdomen, with red glow spreading from the corners of her eyes, like scorching peony, so gorgeous that it was overwhelming.

Hearing this, Feng Qiwu became even more ferocious as if he had been poisoned.

A charming room, floating and sinking.

In the Red Luan tent, heat waves surged, and the sound of beautiful and charming moans rose and fell...

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The news that Feng Zhuyue built the Juxian Tower and privately met with and recruited young men from poor families spread throughout the capital in an instant, and her obvious ambition also reached the ears of Helian Xiao in the palace.

Helian Xiao was furious and summoned Feng Zhuyue to the palace for an audience that night. He summoned her suddenly and did not care that Feng Zhuyue was still lying in bed and was too weak to be exposed to the wind and cold.

In this way, Feng Zhuyue was carried on a stretcher into the palace gate and into the imperial study overnight.

The imperial study was silent, Helian Xiao sat at the head, while Feng Zhuyue lay on a stretcher with a pale face. He stood up and wanted to salute, but his legs were too weak to move.

He coughed lightly and said weakly, "Your Majesty, please forgive me. I have not been feeling well recently and cannot come down to pay my respects to Your Majesty."

Helian Xiao looked at his pale face. He thought he was pretending before he met him in person. Now that he met him in person, he realized that he was indeed very ill and could not even walk on the ground. However, he still had the mind to build the Juxian Tower to covet the throne.

"Your Majesty, you are not in good health, so please do not bother with these empty formalities." Helian Xiao bowed his head, with a tolerant and warm expression on his face: "I summoned you suddenly tonight, just to ask you, my dear, have you heard any rumors in the capital recently?"

His voice fell heavily on Feng Zhuyue, and the smell of wind and rain was about to come out.

Feng Zhu Yue's heart skipped a beat, and there was confusion in her eyes: "I am not feeling well, and I have been concentrating on recuperating. I really don't know what rumors are circulating in the capital. Please let your majesty know."