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

The assassination came to an end, and Helian Xiao sent everyone back to the tent because the rain was too heavy.

Before this, Feng Zhuyue had been dragged to a remote place by the guards for execution. The sounds of wind and rain were endless, but his screams could break through the wind and rain, reaching everyone's ears clearly, making people's scalps numb.

Wen Ranyan sat in the tent, leisurely drinking a bowl of hot ginger tea, and said casually: "It has been called for quite a while, why hasn't it ended yet?"

Feng Qiwu changed into clean clothes and walked out from behind the screen, sneering: "He screams every time he hits me, which is naturally annoying to hear."

He had changed out of his dark tights and put back into the crimson robe embroidered with gold. It was as bright as a peach blossom and as gorgeous as a fairy. It made him look even more gorgeous. His lazy look reappeared, and he looked extremely elegant and noble.

Wen Ranyan laughed out loud, with a hint of sarcasm in her eyes: "This young master from a big family is really spoiled. He whimpered and cried non-stop after only fifty strokes of the cane. If something happens again in the future, won't he die?"

People like her don't know what it means to be delicate.

How can a child who came out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood be pampered?

Feng Qiwu lifted the soup bowl, and the spicy smell of ginger tea that hit him made him frown, and his voice became a little deeper: "He has been delicate since he was a child, but if he continues to act like this, he will really die."

Speaking of the word "death", Feng Qiwu raised his thin lips, with a sinister look that he welcomed, and even his eyes were filled with a crazy and murderous intent.

But he just didn't want Feng Zhuyue to die so easily.

It is better to stay and suffer until your mind breaks down.

Just like he went through all the sufferings in his childhood, Feng Zhuyue should also experience them all.

Amid the sound of the drizzle, Feng Zhuyue's screams gradually died down. After a moment, nothing could be heard anymore. It seemed that the execution was over.

Without the shrill screams, Wen Ranyan put down the ginger tea with little interest and said, "Without the screams lingering in my ears as an accompaniment, this ginger tea is really tasteless.

Feng Qiwu glanced at her and said with a half-smile, "Madam's preferences are really unique."

Wen Ranyan looked at him sideways and said sarcastically, "My husband is no less capable than me."

At that time, there was a noise outside the tent, and Wen Ranyan lifted the curtain and looked out.

In the misty wind and rain, Feng Zhuyue was thrown on a stretcher like a dead dog. Her skin was torn and her flesh was exposed. Bright red blood seeped out from her clothes, which showed how hard the fifty strokes of the board had been.

However, that tragic scene only flashed by, and Feng Zhuyue was soon carried into the tent for treatment. Then she heard Princess Jin'an's screams when she fainted. Anyway, it was a chaotic time.

Feng Qiwu walked over and held her slender waist from behind. He leaned over and buried his head in her neck. His voice was slightly burning: "It does look a bit miserable, but it's also very appetizing. What do you want for dinner? I'll go get it prepared right away."

His voice was smiling and full of malice.

Wen Ranyan brushed his arm and slowly placed her hand on the back of his hand. After teasing him for a while, she said bluntly, "I've been eating vegetarian food recently. Today is a good day, so of course I have to eat some meat. The richer the better."

Feng Qiwu immediately asked someone to prepare it.

Soon, the table was filled with fine wines, delicacies, vegetables, fruits and game. Each one was exceptionally exquisite, and the most pleasing one was the boiled beef.

Wen Ranyan likes spicy food, but has been eating lighter food recently. When he encountered such a soothing spicy taste, he couldn't help but eat a little more.

After a bowl of boiled beef, Wen Ranyan's thin lips had already become tender and tempting, the sparkling and charming look in her almond-shaped eyes was floating up, her eyebrows were as dark as black, and her beauty was dazzling, which was really alluring.

Feng Qiwu sat face to face with her, his eyes darkened, and suddenly he found a topic: "Helian Xiao was sent to Juxian Tower, what does Madam think of this?"

Wen Ranyan put down her bowl and chopsticks and raised her eyes, the smile on her lips getting deeper and deeper: "Helian Xiao's purpose is of course not pure, but my husband asked clearly, and Helian Xiao answered straightforwardly. Now this Juxian Building belongs to my husband, and it is up to you to decide how to deal with it."

"Besides, who said that this Juxian Building must train children from poor families? My husband also thinks so, right?"

She looked at Feng Qiwu steadily and smiled with an ambiguous tone.

Feng Qiwu could not bear her charming look. He stretched out his hand and pulled her into his arms tightly, and kissed her earlobe. After teasing her for a while, he stopped and a slight gasp reached her ear.

"I'll give Juxianlou to you, Madam. Is that okay?"

Wen Ranyan's eyes were full of spring light. After hearing what he said, she immediately became interested: "Are you really going to give Juxian Tower to me?"

She didn't think that Juxian Building was a hot potato. Getting the building for free was definitely a profit.

If I really give it to her, I can use it to do some profitable business. I can't let the building go to waste.

Feng Qiwu gently pressed his hand on her lips and rubbed them a few times: "Of course it's true, why would I lie to you?"

Wen Ranyan held his rebellious fingers, her lips brushed close to his, and she whispered softly in his ear: "Since you gave it to me, I dare to accept it. Anyway, we are husband and wife, so it doesn't matter who I give it to. Then Helian Xiao can't find any fault with us."

Hearing this, he didn't know which words irritated Feng Qiwu. His black eyes were as dark as ink, and the scorching fierce light seemed to be able to melt people. Maybe it was not very elegant in broad daylight, so he played with her slender waist and twisted it gently.

After a long while, he asked in a hoarse voice, "What are you going to do with the Juxian Building?"

The crimson color at the corners of Wen Ranyan's eyes was so dazzling that it was compelling: "I don't know yet. I will know how to transform it after I have seen the venue."

She had a vague idea in her mind, that is, she wondered whether the Juxian Building was big enough for her to display her skills.

"I'll take you to see it tomorrow." Feng Qiwu leaned over and covered her lips.

Wen Ranyan's eyes sparkled, and she slowly wrapped her hands around his shoulders. The two of them were full of affection and passion.

On the second day, the continuous heavy rain finally stopped. After the disaster that happened at the hunting banquet, Helian Xiao lost interest in hunting again. As soon as the sky was getting light, he rested his army and prepared to set off for the palace.

After a night of rain, the vegetation in the mountains is full of vitality, and the air is more transparent. Looking from afar, the flowers and trees are lush and green. The pomegranate flowers in the mountains are like a rouge cloud, very beautiful.

Wen Ranyan and Feng Qiwu did not join the main group. Instead, they took a small path, a shortcut, and headed straight for the Juxian Tower in the capital.

The Juxian Tower is built in a quiet place. Passers-by come but do not enter, so it is very quiet. However, the Juxian Tower is as high as a six-story building. Looking at it, it seems to go deep into the clouds, which is really amazing.

"Feng Zhuyue's financial resources are really strong." Wen Ranyan's eyes curled up slightly, and he said with a chuckle, "He actually built such a tall building without telling anyone, but now it's my fault. If he knew about this, he would be furious."