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

Qi Jiuzhu was stunned, and for a moment he couldn't guess what he was thinking.

The west window was slightly ajar, and the autumn wind blew in from outside. The cold wind made the hall cool. Under Feng Qiwu's hazy and sharp eyebrows, Qi Jiuzhu suddenly shrank back.

After a while, Feng Qiwu twisted the dried medicine residue and continued, "Since he wants to rebel openly, then it is more legitimate for me to kill him in front of everyone. Isn't his title of military campaign mine?"

His eyelids drooped, and his casual tone was filled with sinister murderous intent, which swept in with the wind, bringing with it a wave of cold.

Qi Jiuzhu was not a fool. After being enlightened by him, his tense heart suddenly relaxed.

He also suddenly realized that perhaps all of this was under Feng Qiwu's control.

Feng Qiwu glanced at him coldly, then said with a smile in a leisurely tone, "If his own mother doesn't feel bad, why should we outsiders feel bad? Having one less person in the palace can also reduce some food and clothing expenses, so why not do it?"

Hearing the cold voice, Qi Jiuzhu lowered his eyebrows even more and remained silent.

Wen Ranyan sat on one side and sighed at the right time: "He is really cruel. That is his old mother who has always been his counselor. He won't let her enjoy her old age at such an age."

Feng Qiwu waved his hand to dismiss the people, then looked at Wen Ranyan and said with a smile: "You slaughtered Prime Minister Wen's entire family, which is not much less."

Prime Minister Wen's entire family suddenly died. If it wasn't her, who else could have done it?

Listening to his wanton teasing, Wen Ranyan shrugged and said lightly: "I am different from him."

Touching his deep and smiling eyes, she raised her eyebrows and said, "The Queen Mother has always been giving him advice and taking great care of him. She loves him very much. She is a rare loving mother to him. As for Prime Minister Wen, every move he makes is to force his daughter to death. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is a poisonous father."

She flicked her sleeves and said confidently, "Comparing the two, I only sent my enemy to his death, while he was actually killing his mother."

Feng Qiwu's smile became more beautiful, "That makes sense."

"You're sensible." Wen Ranyan smiled and raised his eyebrows.

She was leaning against the window, her corseted dress showing off her slender waist and graceful figure. Her fair face was moist in the sunlight, as pretty as a peach or plum, her eyebrows were as black as willows, and her eyes were charming and sparkling. She was as beautiful as a bright painting just standing there.

Even the golden osmanthus blooming in the yard was not as pretty as hers.

Feng Qiwu propped up his head to look at the scenery, his vast phoenix eyes now becoming even darker and hotter.

Wen Ranyan acted as if she didn't notice anything and just stared out the window quietly. Wind blew, her skirt fluttered, and the silk ribbon around her waist rippled like green waves.

Ripples appeared, with soft and beautiful curves, which distracted Feng Qiwu.

"The palace banquet lasts for three days. I'm afraid Prince Yongqing can't stay idle." Wen Ranyan pushed the hair blown by the wind behind her ears and said this out of the blue while slightly turning her head.

Feng Qiwu raised her lips, her eyes and eyebrows showing a mysterious look.

He frowned slightly, smiled slowly and said, "He can't sit still, but I have my own plans. I can think of things that he can think of. In the end, it's nothing more than a trick of closing the door and beating the dog, luring him into a trap."

Although he spoke in a profound way, Wen Ranyan understood it clearly.

She looked into the darkness in Feng Qiwu's eyes, and suddenly changed the subject, looking around and talking about something else, as if she was a little confused, "Liangzhou is located on the border, bordering the Western Regions and the Turks. It is an important place for foreign tribes to invade Beilang, but with a little work, it can also become their burial place."

"Prince Yongqing has been stationed in Liangzhou for many years. Do you think he has ever come into contact with those foreign tribes?"

After saying that, Wen Ranyan turned sideways, and the silk ribbon around her waist was blown into Feng Qiwu's palm by the wind. The soft silk touched his palm, and the faint itchiness made him flex his fingers.

Feng Qiwu twisted the silk ribbon, grasped her wrist and pulled it up.

The beauty was in his arms, his hot body pressed close to her, and a charming voice followed, "That kills two birds with one stone."

Wen Ranyan raised her head, her eyes fell on his smiling eyebrows, and after a moment she curled her red lips, "It seems that this is exactly what you want."

Feng Qiwu smiled without saying a word, but there was a hint of sharpness and darkness in her eyes.

Just like a storm is coming.

During the three-day palace banquet, the imperial palace was always filled with joy and laughter. Even the border areas where trouble always occurred were unusually quiet in recent days, as if the cavalry from the Western Regions had really been repelled and dared not cause trouble again.

Because of the joy of the ceremony, the border defense was relaxed a bit.

Because of this, urgent news suddenly came from the border three days later, extremely urgent.

The atmosphere in the imperial study was depressing. The sweeping autumn wind slapped against the window frames, making a creaking sound.

The study was solemn and silent, like the solid ice in winter, which made it hard to breathe.

Feng Qiwu sat at the top, the dim light from the sheep-horn palace lantern making his eyes and eyebrows blurry, making it difficult to see clearly, but the sharp aura unique to an emperor was flowing wildly and lingering around like a chilled sword.

"explain."

Feng Qiwu was playing with a wolf-hair brush on the table, but his eyes were directed at the border guard kneeling in the center.

The guard's armor was torn and his face was stained with blood. He had been riding non-stop all the way from the border, and his face was already covered in snow and frost. He looked a bit exhausted and disheveled, and because of the emperor's overwhelming aura, his brows were drooped and he looked a little weak.

His lips moved as he reported the urgent border news, as if his brows were on fire: "Your Majesty, it is because of our incompetence that we failed to defend Liangzhou. Tonight, a large number of Western Region cavalry entered Liangzhou. The governor of Liangzhou was so afraid of death that he directly opened the city gates to welcome the Western Region foreigners into the city."

He paused, then spoke again with difficulty: "Now that Liangzhou has been lost, the people of Liangzhou are in dire straits, and the foreign tribes in the Western Regions are stationed in Liangzhou and are planning to move south to attack the neighboring Yizhou. This is a serious matter. Your Majesty, please make a decision and save Liangzhou and its people."

The guarding general prostrated himself on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly, his sad eyes filled with resentment towards the foreigners.

Feng Qiwu picked up the report and read it carefully. His expression was normal, and there was no trace of emotion in his eyes, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking at the moment.

The guard's body was covered with knife wounds and he was a little shaky due to the long journey. Before Feng Qiwu could say anything, he felt a wave of fatigue coming over him and he fainted.

Feng Qiwu took a quick glance and sent someone in, "Take him down, and send a royal doctor to take a closer look."

After a while, the guard was taken away and settled down.

Feng Qiwu twisted the report in his hand, his expression remained unchanged. If you look closely, you can seem to see a faint smile in his eyes, which is very light and quickly disappears.

At that time, the crystal curtain in the imperial study was lifted, revealing the clear sound of swaying spring water.

"How can a mere county magistrate dare to open the city gate? He must have been following orders from above."

Wen Ranyan lifted the crystal curtain and walked over, her skirt swaying gracefully.