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

When she was playing the piano just now, Feng Qiwu was teased by her so much that his already confused heart was now filled with lust.

He lowered his eyebrows and said in a low and gloomy voice: "Day is day, night is night, they cannot be confused."

As soon as he finished speaking, the big hand on her waist teased her wantonly, and after a moment, it slipped into her small clothes, moving wildly, with a burning palm, as if he wanted to completely merge her into his bones and blood.

Wen Ranyan couldn't help but groan softly.

She lay slightly on the table, her delicate face rosy and charming, with a hint of passionate spring light at the corners of her eyes, but in a moment, she suddenly grabbed Feng Qiwu's rebellious hand, preventing him from going any further.

The joy was suddenly interrupted.

Feng Qiwu stared at her without blinking, his eyes still full of interest and a bit of confusion.

Wen Ranyan carelessly pried his big hand away and said ruthlessly, "Forget it. There's no soundproofing in this tent, and I don't want anyone to hear it for nothing."

No matter how much she covets beauty, she still has to maintain the face she deserves.

Hearing this, the burning look in Feng Qiwu's eyes faded slightly, and rationality slowly returned.

He looked at the curtain that was slightly opened by the wind. Not only did he not step away from her, but he looked at her with cold eyes and bit her earlobes a few times fiercely. Then, a hoarse voice wrapped in heat came out.

"You were teasing me so much just now, but now you want to save face again?"

Wen Ranyan's eyes turned seductively, and she responded with a smile: "Since you knew I was teasing you, why didn't you restrain yourself?"

Feng Qiwu frowned.

Are you blaming him for being too proactive?

Wen Ranyan lay on her back, and her soft hands brushed his face gently, which made him feel aroused, as if she was giving him a sweet date after scolding him. However, before he could taste the sweet date, Wen Ranyan gently pushed him away. Every move she made was like that of a seductive demon.

Feng Qiwu stared at her without saying a word.

Wen Ranyan stood up gracefully from the table, her slender waist swaying with every step, her charming voice following the wind: "It was better before. Even with the increased dose of love, I couldn't do anything to you."

As she spoke, she sat back on the couch, then tilted her head and watched Feng Qiwu's reaction leisurely.

After Feng Qiwu heard this, he immediately came to his senses.

He stared at her with cold eyes for a long while, and when the tent was filled with a sinister chill, he suddenly laughed at himself.

"Madam, this is a great trick."

Wen Ranyan smiled faintly and said nothing.

Feng Qiwu's dark eyes darkened. He had doubts at that time. He just smelled it lightly and didn't eat it. How could the effect of the medicine be so amazing?

Now, he understood everything. It turned out that she had increased the dosage and used bewitching words to seduce him, causing him to take an ice bath that night and endure the burning sensation of fire before the toxicity was barely eliminated.

It's indeed a heartless monster.

Before you get it, you try every means to tempt her, but after you get it, you say you miss the past.

Feng Qiwu walked to the couch, stretched out his big hands, locked her in his arms, and held her to sleep.

The man's scorching breath rushed over, scalding and disturbing people's sleep.

Wen Ranyan pushed him in disgust, but it didn't work. In the end, she had to give up.

On the second day, just as the sky was getting light, there was a heavy sound of drums, which echoed violently in the thousands of mountains and never stopped.

The fog in the mountains has dissipated, the spring day has become warmer, and the grass and trees are lush and green.

When the drums sounded, Wen Ranyan had already changed into that gorgeous and eye-catching riding outfit.

She wore a crimson riding suit with gold edges and a leather belt inlaid with agate around her waist. The extremely form-fitting style made her waist look like a ribbon, her skin whiter than snow, and her eyebrows as black as distant ink.

She was clearly weak and slender like a willow, but with her black hair tied up high and a gilded hair crown on her head with tassels hanging down, she actually looked a bit more unruly and heroic. Even her charming eyes revealed a hint of commanding spirit, like an eagle on the grassland, about to spread its wings and fly high.

Wen Ranyan slowly and methodically adjusted the wristband, and after finishing, he lifted the curtain and walked out in a heroic manner.

Feng Qiwu was standing outside the tent. When he saw her coming out, he couldn't help but curl his lips and said, "This dress really suits you."

He was acting out of character today, wearing a dark suit with a warm jade buckled on the belt around his waist. This dark color did not make him look dull, but made him look even more noble and impressive.

Her face was still the same gorgeous face, but it had changed from the lazy and casual look of the past to become more energetic and sharp, like a long sword tempered with frost, ready to strike with full force.

Wen Ranyan's eyes stayed on him for a few seconds before she said, "My husband has good taste."

The mountains and jungles are deep and dark, with the occasional roar of wild beasts.

Feng Qiwu put his arm around her slender waist, and the two of them walked to the gathering place hand in hand.

At that time, the dull drum sound faded away and everyone was ready.

Helian Xiao sat in the main seat, and next to him sat a slim and delicate woman.

The woman was wearing a pink dress, her sleeves fluttering in the gentle breeze, her slender waist was as thin as a ribbon, her face was beautiful and elegant, like a blooming lotus flower with fragrance. Her pretty face, which showed no aggression, was the most attractive.

And this woman was not the master of the harem, but only a noble concubine. However, Helian Xiao doted on her and broke the ancestral rules for her. A hunting banquet like this should have been brought along by the queen, but he brought a noble concubine with him, which was really ridiculous.

Wen Ranyan couldn't help but look at the imperial concubine a few more times.

The imperial concubine said something to Helian Xiao that made him laugh heartily with tenderness between his brows.

"What are you looking at?"

Feng Qiwu's slightly cold voice brushed past my ears.

Wen Ranyan looked back, her almond eyes full of light, and said with a smile: "I am just very curious about that imperial concubine, and want to see what is so special about her."

She took a few glances but didn't see anything. She soon lost interest and looked away.

Feng Qiwu was not interested in this matter. He pulled Wen Ranyan to sit down.

The two of them sat together, their behavior was flirtatious and bold, attracting the attention of others.

Helian Xiao took the time to glance at them a few times, and when he saw Feng Qiwu's unabashedly romantic attitude, the smile in his eyes became a little more intense.

Hunting is the main activity in spring hunting, and many princes and nobles are sorting out their quivers, eager to try.

As soon as Helian Xiao gave the order, those princes and sons quickly mounted their horses, holding bows and arrows, and galloped freely in the deep jungle.

Seeing Feng Qiwu still sitting there, Helian Xiao asked, "Lord Feng, why don't you go hunting in the forest?"

Feng Qiwu was drinking fruit wine, his dark suit made him look even colder and sharper. He smiled faintly and said, "There are so many people in the forest now. I don't like the hustle and bustle. I plan to go later. What's the matter? Your Majesty thinks I'm an eyesore and wants to drive me away?"

After he finished speaking, he looked at Helian Xiao with a smile.

Helian Xiao tightened his grip on the wine cup, paused for a moment, and then said, "Lord Feng, you can go whenever you want, how can you say you are driving me away?"